Child Not Alone

A young boy in a house full of teenagers.

Being a small child in a home with four older siblings
 I saw and heard some things of which I should have not.

While trying to sneak into Gabriel's  room, I saw a sight, a horrible sight.
He was dressed in chain mail, his boyfriend lusted in thought.

In the kitchen I peered from the hall as Roland, the druggy man, with his thirsty dripping lips, hunker over two red hot butter knives, and inhale his burning brew.

From the the bathroom I  hear giggles, then moans, slurpy, slurpy sounds. My sister turns on the fan and hair dryer to conceal the noise as they begin to screw.

Reviews

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This is good. It's sad because it's like looking in but the emotion feels like it's coming from some place far away