☼Dean's Journal☼
I can remember everything. Every single detail.
I remember my mom. Her eyes.. her hair... her warm hands and how she used to smell like roses all the time. How soft and careful she was. How caring she was. And when she disappeared... I forgot how this all felt like.
I also remember that Kingston is my real dad. I'm his biological son. I’m not adopted. It’s the same with dad. I can remember it.
I was five when he killed my mom.. I don’t know why and I will never understand it. I couldn’t even understand how they both came along.. how they met.. he probably took her away from us because she resisted to stand him. He was probably only married to her so she could give birth to two sons that he would use as projects and tools..
After she died he just decided to erase our
