immediately when that happened, his irises turned dark, his popped veins were dark, and he started walking towards me.
I was terrified, I started walking backwards, my heart was pounding so so hard against its rib cage.
then he held me by the neck, he was strangling me, I know this was not my father, this was not of his doing, since he had to risk his life to save me, it only meant he was still there and he could still hear me.
" you will regret coming here" he spoke with many voices. I was scared and I knew this might be my last. but then something happened, it was clear that he was still there.
"Grandpa... please look at me," I said to him because he was trying to Avert his gaze to another direction, he didn't want to look at me.
"Grandpa... please look at me" I almost yelled. with
