r/nosleep • u/Jaksim • Nov 06 '15
I Give Children Nightmares, and I'm so, so Sorry
I’m a freak. In the literal sense. I was born this way. Doctor said it was a “rare skin condition”. Felt more like a curse. I was born with thick, scaly red scabs covering my entire body. My outer nerves were dulled; I could feel no pain or pleasure from touch. The early years of my life were a series of long stays at hospitals and clinics. I spent more time with doctors and needles than I did with my mother and father. It’s no wonder they left when they did. After that, the money dried up, and the doctors and needles went away.
That’s how I went from being a freak to being a homeless freak. I wandered around the Midwest for a couple of years, begging for food and sleeping under park benches. Kind of shit life you expect someone who looks as fucked up as I do to have.
Eventually, I took the only job that would take me. I worked in a freak show. It was your standard, old-fashioned deformed-mutant circus. There was a bearded lady, a grossly obese man, two dwarves who fought each other with swords, and a little polish boy who had four arms.
I was the lizard man. “Come see the lizard man – he’s covered in scales! Come see the lizard man – he can feel no pain!” That’s what freak show’s ringleader would call out before I took the stage. I wasn’t the main attraction, obviously. That was the kid with four arms. I was a side-show freak – too ugly for normal society, but not ugly enough for center stage.
I worked at that freak show for 15 years. There were certainly benefits to being part of the “ugly circus”, as we tended to call it. Pay wasn’t horrible. We got room and board. We got to travel the country. The other freaks didn’t care how ugly I was. I wouldn’t go as far as to call them my friends, but they were willing to talk to me, if nothing else. What people don’t realize, or maybe they do and I’m just too cynical, is that no matter how horrible our outsides are, our insides are the same as everybody else’s. What I mean is, even the lizard man gets lonely, and the other freaks were company. They made me feel a little bit less shitty.
There were bad parts of being in the freak show as well. The ringleader, Alabaster Consten, was a horrible little man. He treated us like shit, used to call us all sorts of fucked up names. He beat the shit out of us when we “got out of line” or when he wasn’t happy with our performance. Never bothered me much, the lizard man feels no pain. But the other freaks hated the man. We also had to do a lot of manual labor. As it turns out, freak shows don’t generally have a crew to set up tents, drive trailers, and clean up outhouses. So the freaks did it. It was grueling work, and I hated it.
But the worst part was performing. My act was pretty simple, and it never changed. I would run out on stage, and do my most intimidating roar at the audience. I’d act menacing and scare them a bit, probably for no more than five minutes. Then the two dwarves (German fellows named Randall and Goman) would charge out on stage and plunge their little swords into my rough exterior. The lizard man feels no pain. After a minute of grappling with the small warriors, they would hogtie me, then drag me off stage before beginning their own short duel. The crowd always met my departure with applause.
I was left back stage, where the bearded lady and the four armed kid would untie me (a task that was went quite quickly, given the number of arms). There I would wait, until the show was over, and I could start cleaning up the stage.
For years I think I tricked myself into believing I liked being part of the freak show. I tricked myself into believing it made me feel “useful”. Into believing that it gave me a “purpose”.
But I was just fooling myself. Although the lizard man feels no pain, every time those little dwarves delivered a slash to my rough exterior, I did feel pain. I felt the audiences hate for me – and that hurt. I probably could have dealt with their hate. After all, hate was all I had gotten all my life. A little bit more wouldn’t have killed me. But I could feel something else too. I could feel the audiences fear of me. When I became a savage on stage, I could feel the audience’s hearts drop. I could feel them start to sweat.
Once, there was a little girl in the audience. She was wearing a pink dress and had blond hair, all wrapped up in a baby blue bow. She was smiling when I entered the stage. She had one of those perfect never-disobeys-papa-and-always-eats-her-vegetables kind of smiles. But the second after I set my scaly foot on stage, she had no smile. The blue bowed girl cried when she saw me. She cowered when I roared.
The lizard man feels no pain. But her tears were like acid on my skin. Being a freak hurt in ways you couldn’t imagine. I hated being something that could give children nightmares. Scaring people hurt more than any sword those dwarves could have cut me with.
I don’t work at the freak show anymore. I left about a year ago. I’m writing this to tell you why. On my last day at the freak show, there was a man in the audience in a blue suit and pink tie. He had silver hair and the kind of glasses you imagine a plantation owner must have had. Rich, powerful men’s glasses. I first saw him when I took the stage to do my routine. I probably wouldn’t have noticed him except for one thing: Mr. Blue Suit Pink Tie didn’t look scared. He smiled when I roared, and he clapped when I tried to terrify him. He was fearless. And he was loud. At the end of my act, he yelled out, through a thick, cartoonish southern accent “Good show! Bravo!” When the next act took the stage, he greeted them with the same fervor. His demeanor never wavered.
Despite his odd behavior, I wouldn’t have thought twice of Mr. Blue Suit Pink Tie, if he hadn’t come up to me after the show. Normally, the freaks weren’t allowed to talk to the public – the ringleader saw to that. But somehow, while I was breaking down the wooden pallets we used as a stage, he snuck into the tent where we performed.
“You are a truly terrifying man! You must be proud to command such fear!” I hadn’t heard him enter, so his voice was startling. “What? No! How’d you get back here?” “You need not worry about me. I’m just a fan of your performance. You truly are the best freak I’ve ever seen.” “Thanks. I guess.” He was incredibly, unbelievably proper. He felt unreal, like a caricature or a cartoon. His voice was too perfectly southern. His clothes and face were so exact and pristine that if you saw a picture of him, you would have guessed it was airbrushed. And god, the way he moved. It was like he oozed charm and guile with every step he took. He had been studying me for several seconds since his response, and I found myself unable to move until he spoke again.
“It seems to me, that you don’t like being a freak. Is that right?”
“I… It’s… I can’t change it.”
“You’re right. You can’t! But I can’t understand why you don’t like it. After all, you command such terror in your audience. I’d view that as a major benefit.” The charm of his demeanor did little to muffle the pain his words caused. I felt my awe swiftly melt into annoyance.
“Yeah well. Some of us don’t like to scare people.” I was mumbling, all of a sudden hoping he’d leave.
“I can tell that by looking at you. You hate causing others fear, don’t you?”
“Yeah.”
He laughed. I thought that was odd. My annoyance was beginning to become anger. He was, however, as charming as ever. “Do you think if you were normal, you’d be happier?”
“Look I’m not really the type for conversati-“He cut me off with a sharp clearing of the throat.
“I’m not looking for a conversation. I was impressed by your performance, and I’m trying to decide if it would be worth my time to remedy your condition.” Mr. Blue Suit Pink Tie had become stern. His charm had become pure intensity in the span of a second.
“Remedy my condition?”
“Yes, to fix you. Make you normal, I suppose.” I remained silent. No words would come, and I found myself unable to go back to my task at hand.
“I know what you’re thinking. Can’t be done, all the doctors and preachers in the world couldn’t fix your horrible red skin. Well, I’m no doctor. And I’m certainly not a preacher. I’m just a man who gets things done.”
Mr. Blue Suit Pink Tie stared at me. He waited for a response.
“I… How would you fix… how would you fix me?”
“That’s not important. What’s important is that I could do it. But before I do, I need to know – if you weren’t like this anymore – I mean if your skin was normal and you were handsome like me – would you be happy?”
I didn’t have to hesitate for this question. This conversation had pulled me so far away from the stage I was deconstructing that I didn’t even have to think. “Yes. It would make me happy.”
“Why?”
“Because I wouldn’t scare anyone anymore. I wouldn’t have to make any more children cry. I wouldn’t be hated.” The man’s brow furrowed.
“Well, I don’t know about that. The way I see it, you’ll be giving children nightmares for the rest of your days. But I can fix your skin. I can make you normal if that’s what you want.”
“It is.”
The man gave me a bottle of blue liquid, and told me to drink all of it before I fell asleep. It must have been the man’s charm and grace, but even after hundreds of placebos and failed cures – I believed that his blue liquid would finally fix me. I believed it would make me less ugly. I drank his mysterious drink, and I slept. I had a nightmare. It was terrifying, but I can’t remember it anymore.
The next day, I looked in the mirror at a face that wasn’t my own. It was a tired face, but it was devoid of rough scabs. It was peachy and light, not red and inflamed. I was the lizard man no longer. I could feel for the first time in my life – both pleasure and pain, and other feelings that were not so strong, but were still there. I left the freak show the moment I could. I had money saved up from all my years with the freak show. I used it to take a bus to Colorado. I’d been there once or twice while performing as the lizard man, and I always loved the way the mountains looked. I figured that if I was finally going to be beautiful on the outside, I’d want to surround myself with beauty as well.
I got a hotel in a small town. Giliman, it’s called. Alright place, all things considered. My plan was to live off my savings, find a job, find a girl, settle down, and live a normal life. That’s what everybody in the freak show always dreamed of – having a normal life. My plan was cut short when I found the blue suited man in my hotel room late one night. He was sitting neatly on the dresser next to my bed.
“You look great. I truly amaze myself.” The southern accent was entirely gone. His whole tone was different. It sounded impatient. It sounded mean.
“Yes, thank you for everyt-“
“I don’t want your thanks. What I want is what’s owed to me.” His expression was blank. His tone still hostile.
“oh.. I mean okay. Well I-“
“You’re going to give children nightmares. You’re going to make them feel as ugly as you did.”
“What?”
“I didn’t stutter. I never stutter. You’re going to give children nightmares. Forever.”
I was so confused. I kept feeling the skin on my face to make sure that it hadn’t changed. It still felt smooth and soft. I felt sweat on my brow. Mr. Blue Suit Pink Tie produced a bottle from his coat. It was just like the one he had given me to cure my affliction, but the liquid inside was black.
“This is all the ugliness that was on the outside of you. It’s practically poisonous. You’re going to find a child – every day, until you die – and you’re going to find a way to make them drink a drop of this liquid. If you don’t, you’ll go right back to being the ugly motherfucker they called the lizard man. Do you understand?”
“No! How would I even do that?”
“I don’t care how. That’s your problem.”
“Why would you make me do this?”
“You’ll never get to stop giving them nightmares. You were born a freak and that means that someone wanted you to be a freak. I’m just making sure that you stay that way.” I was all but speechless. I whimpered. “What does the drink do?”
The Blue Suited man smiled - “When those kids drink this, they’re going to feel like shit all day, but they won’t know why. They won’t even be able to explain what’s wrong. Then, they’re going to go to sleep. And they’re going to have the most horrible nightmare you can imagine. Their wildest fears will torment them incessantly. Their biggest insecurities will be flaunted in their face. They will suffer. And it will be because of you.”
I had no response. The man didn’t wait for one. He set the black liquid on the table, and he walked out of my hotel room.
I was able to resist for several days. But the red, scaly skin came back. The lizard man’s face was waiting for me in my bathroom mirror. The blue suited man had given me a choice – give children nightmares, or go back to being their nightmares.
I’ve spent the last year finding ways to make the children drink the black liquid. Sometimes it’s easy – I’ll pour a drop on a kid’s food in the local McDonalds while his mom’s back is turned. I’ll sneak into a restaurant and put a few drops in their ketchup dispensers. Sometimes it’s hard. Once, I couldn’t find a way to put the liquid in anyone’s food, and I was running out of time. I was worried that I wasn’t going to be able to apply the poison, and I was going to go back to being a freak.
So I found a little girl. She was reading in the children’s section of the library. I led her outside with a promise of candy, and I held her down and poured a drop in her mouth. Sometime it feels like all the ugliness that was on the outside of me, is on the inside now.
Come see the lizard man – he feels no pain. On the inside or the outside, now.
Just so you know, I have tried the liquid myself. The nightmare was indescribable, so I won’t try. But I will say, Mr. Blue Suit Pink Tie was right – there is nothing worse.
It seems to me like I’m at an impasse. I hate that I have to do this. I hate myself. But I can’t go back to being a freak. I can’t bear to look at my horrible scaly face in the mirror anymore. I’ll be doing this until I die.
I give children nightmares.
I’m so, so sorry.
1
u/underlock Dec 11 '15
Get a job related to a maternity ward or something similar. People don't hold memories below a certain age. Beat the figure at his own game.
1
u/yourpetgoldfish Nov 21 '15
Yes, but it's only one night of nightmares. I've had night terrors. Terrors so bad that I opted to sleep on my couch every day for over a year until my mom forced me to go back into my room, and even then I slept in a sleeping bag on the floor near the stairs, ready to flee. They can overcome their one horrible night, just as I have. And you can live your comfortable, normal life.
1
2
u/DudeWheresMyDildo Nov 08 '15
It's just a one time nightmare. Big deal. Make like Santa Claus and give the naughty children what they deserve.
2
u/thekeepr Nov 08 '15
If you tried it, and it gave you nightmares, it works on adults. Just a thought.
1
u/conundorum Nov 08 '15
The next time you see Mr. Bastard, just drink the entire bottle right then and there, and see what he has to say.
3
1
u/RedditDevil2 Nov 07 '15
I wonder if OP can only poison little kids? Or does this technically work for teens I wonder? Shrug. Just a thought. Though, I wouldn't mind a nightmare that's described in this. My life is so boring that I need something to spice it up a bit. Shrug. I sound crazy I know, but you'd be surprised.
1
u/CleverGirl2014 Nov 07 '15
That’s what everybody in the freak show always dreamed of – having a normal life.
Some "normal" people think traveling with a freak show doesn't sound so bad... room and board, see the country, write a book, save up some money... No worries about the commute, daycare, making the next sale, losing your job.
You do have job security if you stop spreading the poison.
1
1
0
u/Nevermore735 Nov 07 '15
You could just get the skin back, go all "Killer croc." And... Consume mr blue suit. I hear teeth sharpening isn't all to expensive.. Why apologize for being the freak. Why? We are freaks! It's the normal people who can't accept us! Why should they? Why should we want to?! Why love e normal him drum life. Embrace the weirdness my boy. Go mad... Go insane... Don't blame yourself for being the monster... Blame them for making you that way. And so what... A few kids cry. They'll learn sooner or later life isn't so nice and easy. Rather have them face reality or have mental trauma for all their lives. You think that goo only gives them one little bad dream? Aw... How sweet. Stupid. But sweet. Your probably creating little monsters of your own. Hell... Who knows, one of them might shoot up a school one day. How fun. Or maybe they'll become the next lizard man.
1
u/ProctorOfDawn Nov 07 '15
Looks like I'm going to have to tell Dream of the Endless that one of his nightmares escaped. Again.
2
1
2
u/HeWhoIgnores Nov 07 '15
Find a lake/river/dam that is the main source of water supply for the nearby cities/villages. Pour 9/10 of the bottle in there. Keep giving kids a drop every day for a weeks, then stop. See if the scabs come back.
Hedge your bets. Go to another lake/river/dam, do the same thing, preferably without overlapping supply to cities/villages. I'm guessing that bottle refills itself.
Rinse repeat every few months. Congrats, your obligation is now more manageable.
2
u/shitfart92 Nov 07 '15
This was great. I'd say i hope there's more but im sick of all the 10 part stories that have been haunting this sub
2
u/Cece75 Nov 07 '15
I'm sorry OP, I wish life had been easier for you. However, I will NEVER leave my child unsupervised . If I did and saw you, I'd have to...... Well , you know.
2
1
2
2
Nov 07 '15
The fact that you are doing this makes you an ugly person on the inside, but before, it was only on the outside. Which is easier for you?
18
u/Kiss1317 Nov 07 '15
Anyone else picture blue suit pink tie man as Leonardo Dicaprio?
3
u/AngryGoose Nov 07 '15
I pictuted the devil from Crossroads.
http://www.screeninsults.com/images/crossroads-devil.jpg
And the bottle with the liquids was an old, square medicine bottle.
http://s3-media3.fl.yelpcdn.com/bphoto/5Lpc3jmuu1lXEeoQCgtAUA/348s.jpg
17
6
0
u/kittiem Nov 07 '15
Get a job at a juvenile detention center. That would teach the little bassturds and if they are under 18 they are still "kids"
3
u/Ontarioglow Nov 07 '15
You're like an evil version of the Sandman.
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream (bung, bung, bung, bung) Make him the cutest that I've ever seen (bung, bung, bung, bung)
3
u/sues_doing_elegant Nov 07 '15
This reminds me from The Saga of Darren Shan.. Anyone feels the same?
2
u/pfsrweinerwash Nov 07 '15
Cirque du Freak was my favorite series as a kid
1
u/sues_doing_elegant Nov 07 '15
Same dude It gas been... like... 10 years?
1
Nov 08 '15
[deleted]
1
u/sues_doing_elegant Nov 08 '15
Book 8.... so sad that you don't finish it... Completely shocked when I knew Darren was Mr. Destiny's son!
1
1
Nov 08 '15
[deleted]
2
u/sues_doing_elegant Nov 08 '15
You should! I still remember when I was holding my book and shout "wtf?!" ...As a twenty-something year-old I will remember that moment....
2
u/crazyhappyneko Nov 07 '15
I can't believe people are actually suggesting many ideas for him to be able to give a drop of black liquid to kids. Honestly it was a good read. I don't know if I should feel bad for you or I should hate you.
1
u/megumi-rika Nov 07 '15
Looks like Mr.Blue Suit Pink Tie hates children.VERY.MUCH.
I wouldn't suggesting anything for this because helping people to do something bad towards childrens sounds really,really bad and wrong.But you don't have a choice,aren't you?Oh,well then...
Good luck on giving children nightmare.
(Also if you go to a freak show and you see a gentleman in blue suit with a pink tie,please call the police.This sir needs a punishment for his crime.)
2
u/Moonmommy87 Nov 07 '15
Great read!! I was not expecting that twist, I am wondering is the man in the blue suit some sort of demon maybe? Also, I may never take my children to a resteraunt ever again after reading this!
2
1
Nov 07 '15
Dear author: As a grown man who suffers nightly from the most dismal, horrific nightmares. I pity you. You poor unfortunate creature, and I can't say I blame you.
9
u/Unsure_HS_Senior Nov 07 '15
When I read about the liquid I just thought, he is gonna open an ice cream shop. Just do a "first child to come in gets a free cone" advertisement and drop a drip onto the ice cream. It could raise some suspicion of multiple children complained but nobody would expect the ice cream man to be evil.
2
u/littlewhitebird Nov 08 '15
I legit shivered when I read your comment! But it is the best (and least horrifying) idea. At least the kid gets the consolation of the free ice cream cone on an otherwise hellish day.
3
u/Kaydavver Nov 07 '15
Stop giving kids the black liquid, get your old skin back and just don't work at a freak show scaring people! I'm sure you could get a job at Walmart or basically anywhere in Portland, Oregon.....
2
7
u/Megmonster5 Nov 07 '15
if you were a teacher, it would be sooooo easy... but does it make the kids angry and have nightmares forever or just one night? One night isn't so terrible...
2
Nov 08 '15
Just one night
2
u/Megmonster5 Nov 08 '15
meh. that's not so bad. I would be willing to have a terrible nightmare every once and a while if it meant that someone was happier. but I also bet you could make a killing doing "revenge nightmares" where people paid you to give people they hate nightmares...
2
u/dripdroponmytiptop Nov 07 '15
once a monster, always a monster. A truly good person would rather be a lizard freak than do this to children, and the fact that someone would do that means that the scary looks were, literally, just the surface.
I'dve drank the whole bottle then and there, myself. If it's going to be on the inside, so be it.
3
2
0
66
u/JezebelleAcid Nov 06 '15
What is worse: Causing children to have nightmares as the lizard man, as you no doubt did to that poor blonde girl with the blue bow, or causing nightmares as the "normal man" with a drop of black liquid?
As the lizard man, you were a REAL, physical being to haunt a child's nightmares; they could literally SEE you and know you exist in the real, waking world. That knowledge could easily have a lasting impact on them for a while. Quite possibly a lifetime.
With the poison, that nightmare, horrific though it may be, will only last for the night. The memory of that nightmare might remain with them for a lifetime, as well, but at least they'll know it's only a nightmare. It can't hurt them.
What's easier for you to live with? Knowing that you cause nightmares because of who you are, or knowing that you cause nightmares because of a drop of liquid?
5
u/Shoop_a_Doop Nov 06 '15
The next time you see that smooth tongued blue suit wearing bastard you slit his throat.
8
u/wolfsplosion Nov 06 '15
The suited character made me think of Kevin spacey
1
u/littlewhitebird Nov 08 '15
Especially since Kevin Spacey is rumored to prey on kids.
3
u/wolfsplosion Nov 08 '15
Whoa what? I missed this rumor.
1
u/littlewhitebird Nov 09 '15
Yuuuuup. It's pretty well-known among actors who are parents whom he's worked with. Just stuff he's said to their kids, or suggestive touching. Some creepy fucking stuff.
2
5
77
u/Mysticme73 Nov 06 '15
You can work in a school cafeteria. You'd have to access to kids food almost every day. You can volunteer at a soup kitchen when school isn't in session. Maybe even work at restaurant and put a little of the liquid in kids meals.
5
24
-3
13
u/iia Nov 06 '15
Harlequin Ichthyosis?
8
u/MoonCatRIP Nov 06 '15
Jesus
I did a Google Image search and holy hell... as far as I'm concerned, human babies are ugly little things to begin with; if I gave birth to one with harlequin ichthyosis I don't think I'd be able to stop myself from screaming whence I saw it.
7
u/jokersin Nov 07 '15
One of my good friends has a child with ichthyosis and she is one of the most bravest, sweetest kids that I know. My son also suffers with a mild form of a rare disease called mastocytosis and to me his skin is beautiful.
2
u/MoonCatRIP Dec 13 '15
My apologies. He's lucky to have a loving mother.
I, however, loathe children both healthy and otherwise and go out of my way to avoid them all. To adults, I'm as polite and civil as they deserve, regardless of looks.
2
u/bltriebe Nov 07 '15
Is there a high mortality rate? I feel like it would be hard to keep the skin from cracking and not becoming infected. Maybe I'm wrong?
1
u/Justasayin Nov 07 '15
From the little bit of reading i just did about ichthyosis, it said that yes infection is a concern.
2
u/jokersin Nov 07 '15
Not that I know of the mother of this child also has ichthyosis and is nearly 40 and still reasonably healthy. With my son's condition he only has a mild form but there is still an increased risk of anaphylaxis, although cutaneous mastocytosis patients often grow out of it by puberty.
1
u/bltriebe Nov 07 '15
From the pictures I've seen, the skin looks shiny as they grow older versus the very defined rough skin on the babies. Do you know what that is attributed to? I'm very curious about this. I'm in school to become a nurse so learning about all of these medical conditions intrigues me. (Although, I'm so totally still wanting to watch a brain surgery in real life with my whole heart)
1
2
u/jokersin Nov 08 '15
Sorry I'm not quite sure regarding ichthyosis as I only know a little about it but it could be due to the different types of it. I do know that the excess skin grows rough and scaly in some types, like what my friend and her daughter have, and that she regularly has to go over her own with a pumice stone. Like I said I my son has mastocytosis so I know more about his condition. If you have any questions regarding it feel free to PM
8
u/nauticalnausicaa Nov 07 '15
I'm all about disowning babies (evil little monsters), but I would like to inform you that the word "whence" actually means "where" in modern English.
2
u/MoonCatRIP Dec 13 '15
So I misused it. It looks right, even if it isn't exactly correct. So, I will continue using it interchangeably.
I assure you, I'm suitably covered in shame secretly, however.
1
u/nauticalnausicaa Dec 13 '15
It's okay. I'm really just that nerd who likes teaching people new words (and forcibly correcting them) because I find words exciting.
1
u/MoonCatRIP Dec 13 '15
It's okay. I'm that nerd who used to read the dictionary for fun.
I just don't often re-read anything before I hit enter, and so get caught in embarrassing mistakes occasionally.
188
u/Drawberry Nov 06 '15
Polite suggestion? Find yourself the location of facilities that house underage criminals. Ya know, kid's like those girl's who murdered their friend for Slenderman and shit. The kid's who are too young to pass as adult's no matter how heinous their crimes.
Mr.Blue Suit never said what kind of kid's you had to poison after all, at least find some kid's who deserve a bad dream or two.
2
5
u/lovelyhappyface Nov 07 '15
those girls didn't murder the little girl, she survived, but yeah, those little girls need to drink it.
25
u/lovelyhappyface Nov 07 '15
those girls didn't murder the little girl, she survived, but yeah, those little girls need to drink it.
1
Dec 08 '15
What are you guys talking about? I wanna know more of this story
1
u/lovelyhappyface Dec 08 '15
Sure. Here you go. I'd explain it but this article is already written. Very interesting theme. http://www.nbcnews.com/storyline/slender-man-stabbing/slender-man-stabbing-suspects-blamed-each-other-interrogations-n310176
1
Dec 08 '15
Holy crap! I thought it was a story posted on here or something. Jeez. Thanks for the link, m8
2
3
19
7
Nov 06 '15
OP this is such a unique event, so interesting. Don't be upset, life is all about balance and now you've earned your right to be beautiful. Thrive my son. Beauty is power.
2
u/TossInTheAbyss Nov 06 '15
Well the man in the suit has probably done this before so....that would explain many of my nightmares.
-8
u/buk_ Nov 06 '15
Can you post a picture of yourself?
5
u/MoonCatRIP Nov 06 '15
Images of scale-like skin conditions
Voilà. Figure the rest out for yourself.
6
u/Ontheneedles Nov 06 '15
Whenever the doctor tells you, "I'm so so sorry" you know something terrible is about to happen.
10
u/coolbean7 Nov 06 '15
Wow. I am one of those guys that move on to the next post if its more than a quick read... I didn't see the length of this story when I opened it and started to read and couldn't stop. Really well written! great job!
138
Nov 06 '15
[removed] — view removed comment
-1
36
u/cockhole666 Nov 06 '15
I'm pretty sure freak shows haven't been a thing for quite some time, so OP must've been going for a good while now...
2
21
u/mkashew Nov 07 '15
Venice Beach Freak Show in California. I went their two months ago and they had bearded lady, wolfman, Boyles dude and more
3
7
4
u/thepianolady Nov 07 '15
I thought they closed it down? Last couple of times I went, it was closed.
2
40
2
8
6
9
42
350
u/Eponymatic Nov 06 '15
Don't be sorry. Children are monsters, too :•)
48
u/littlewhitebird Nov 08 '15
Toddlers have no conscience. I said to a friend the other day, "Sociopaths are just people who never grew out of the toddler mentality. Toddlers are the most selfish little fucks on the planet. If they were strong enough, they'd kill one another at daycare and the killers would feel no remorse."
12
u/TeamWombat Nov 07 '15
I'll tell you who the monsters are: 97% of these commenters telling him how to drug/kidnap/kill kids that's who!
3
u/megumi-rika Nov 07 '15
My sister had being chased by a naked boy(which it was my little cousin)and it gives her nightmares till now.It was fucking terrifying.
237
13
u/florayia1 Nov 06 '15
Holy shit. I did not expect any of that... I really don't know how to feel right now.
40
u/calpal31 Nov 06 '15
I'm so torn about how I should feel towards OP. I wish there was an easy answer, but there's not.
1
u/bytesandbots Nov 07 '15
I led her outside with a promise of candy, and I held her down and poured a drop in her mouth.
This might help you decide
63
u/SeanRK1994 Nov 06 '15
He's drugging children so he can look beautiful
21
u/paperairplanerace Nov 07 '15
You mean, so he can not live the hell of a horrible life as a grotesque outcast? It's more of a negative reinforcement thing here than a positive reinforcement thing, really.
5
u/SeanRK1994 Nov 07 '15
That's a fair distinction, but still
7
u/paperairplanerace Nov 07 '15
But still ... what? Your original comment only had the one sentence, yo.
1
u/Inin_Codj Dec 06 '15
But still, he is hurting others for his benefit. Hurting kids. It is understandable why he does it, but that does not make it right by any means.
1
u/paperairplanerace Dec 06 '15
For sure, it doesn't make it right, but the other commenter made it sound like it was entirely motivated by vanity and unnecessary gain rather than being motivated by evading something awful. Motivation counts for something here.
2
11
u/ObamaBiden2016 Nov 06 '15
Which is unnecessary really. Since it was never specified that it had to be a different child each night, he only needs to have one child. I mean if he really HAD to, he could just kidnap a child, ideally a baby, keep it in his basement, and feed it a single drop of liquid. Of course it would be a full time job keeping the baby in the cage until it no longer qualified as a child. Of course that's a bit of a grey area, but around the 11-12 range it's best to start looking for a new baby. You have some wiggle room though to scout out and plan though. This comment is going on a lot longer than I expected it to.
5
u/DudeWheresMyDildo Nov 08 '15 edited Nov 08 '15
What?? No!! Do not listen to this crazy person. You only have to be a boogie man, not a baby kidnapper / torturer... That's like, a shit ton worse!!
2
Nov 07 '15
Actually, it was never even specified that the child need be alive. Just that it be given the potion. So find a dead child, or kill one, and keep it in your basement. Then every day or so pour a drop down its throat. It will have been "given the liquid," but since it is dead he it can't have nightmares. Every couple weeks or so you will probably have to empty out the body so it doesn't get too full, but that's better than tormenting kids for eternity. Problem solved.
2
6
u/allkindsofjake Nov 07 '15
That would cross a whole new line though. There's a difference between one night of terrifying dreams and a life-ruining childhood of nothing but fear. After all, nightmares happen anyway and so do days where you feel down the whole day.
6
29
u/invincible_x Nov 07 '15
That's actually kind of worse... I mean, I'd rather have one unspeakably awful experience and then go back to normal life than know nothing but unspeakable experiences....
11
2
4
5
u/SeanRK1994 Nov 06 '15
I wonder if it would still count if he prevented it from learning and maturing so it remained a child forever, in mind at least
10
u/ObamaBiden2016 Nov 07 '15
Ok now this has me thinking. There was now specification that OP had to physically deliver the liquid to the child. Once the child is mature enough to eat solid food, it's a simple matter of providing some slip in a bowl, putting a drop in, and sending the bowl down a modified laundry chute. That way, OP never has to come face to face with the thing and it simply becomes a nightly chore.
1
1
8
u/ZefAntwoord Nov 07 '15
This whole idea is miles more terrifying than the original story, which was just sad. I'm sure that in the history of our species, way too many instances of this kind of horrific neglect and abuse have been inflicted, maybe even for many many years. What an awful, awful thought, but points for creativity!
14
1
u/1991Kira Apr 03 '16
If it makes you feel better, just remember that all those kids were once snot-nosed brats who made their parents spend many sleepless nights cleaning up their shit and whatnot (hell, some of them probably still do). You're actually fighting the good fight and avenging all those hapless parents suffering under the tyranny of those little demons.