Mr. Midnight
**"Happy birthday to you"**
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**"Happy birthday to you..."**
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**"Happy birthday dear-"**
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**"Emilie?"**
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** My niece looks up at me, a knife on her Snow White themed table cover. **
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** "Sweetie, it's not safe to have knifes around without adults with you." **
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**She shakes her head, pointing to the corner of the room. I stare at the pink wallpaper, then back at her.**
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**"What do you mean?" **
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**She looks at me, annoyed. As if I should know what her toddler tantrum is about to be about this time.**
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**"Mr. Midnight."**
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**Not this again...why can't she be a normal child? **
**Play Princess.**
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**Make friends.**
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**Be sweet.**
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**Not get on my FUCKING NERVES.**
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**Just as soon as I raise my fist it's lowered again. **
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**.... **
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**.... **
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**Wait-**
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**I'm thrown to the ground, a silhouette of a man growing closer and closer... **
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**...**
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**...**
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**I can't see anything, I can only hear giggles.**
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**Until I can't.**
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