I woke up to see my father picking me up and taking me to the car. The world was so blurry and I felt like everything was spinning. I blacked out again the next time I woke up I was in the hospital my dad asleep in those uncomfortable hospital chairs. I didn't remember anything for a few moments but it all came back like a truck hit me. I awoke a few hours later although my dad was awake this time. He rushed over to me to check up well also trying to figure out what happened. My dad said who did this… I… it was the tall man dad. Now that am older I understand why my dad never believed me like who would for me a 4 year old kid to try to turn the world of a adults reality upside down how truly foolish I was to keep trying to explain for my father was to… scared of my mothers death to accept tall tales of a 4 year old who knows no better from reality and fiction. My father had to give a statement to the police but even after talking to me and my dad they had nothing in their mind to go off of. A 2 months later the doctors said to deal with the trauma of my mothers death I made up a false reality to deal with the real and cruel facts. Little did they know I wish I did that but what I seen that day could be no less real then me and you. My father though toke the news of his wife… my mothers death badly he started drinking and spending most his days alone in a dark room. He never hurt me or yelled at me but he wasn't there anymore. I think seeing me reminded him to much of my mother or enough to not want to be hurt by seeing me. Well I did have my mother's dark brown eyes and hair. My hair was short with little wave to it. I had my fathers sharp canine like teeth. Well lucky for me it also gave me perfect teeth but a little long canine teeth wich would cut my tongue if I wasn't careful. I also had my mothers dark brown skin a symbol of my trong and prideful heritage. But I never blamed my father for anything for it was that creatures fault for ruining everything. Sadly I never expected that out of all things…