#if i were a writer there would be a fic but unfortunetly im not

[koszmarnybudyn]

Cw. Eye strain, body horror

As were dealing with Hermie angst in canon i decided to add some of my own angst to the wat, I just think he's neat. Also here's a statment i suppose: (i wrote it a while ago and no one beta'd it so it might slight nonsense)

H door creek/opening

S why are you here?

H to give my statment of course, that's what you do, take statments isn't it? And i do think mine will intrest you greatly.

S i swear to satan if you are wasting my time right now..

H i would never!

S i highly doubt that. >:[ now get to the point or get out,

H what point? This one or that one *points to appearing dots in the room*

S get out

H Oh so grumpy! A bit peckish are we?

My parents, they never got me, they were too normal, just average suburban people thru and thru, doctors, both of them, with competition wining roses and spotless dining tables because no one ate at them enough to make a mess. The kind to show of a child at a meeting and then pretend like they never existed when its more convenient. My life was full of staying at home when my parents had their little vacations, "youre old enough to stay alone for a bit arent you?" They said not taking anything but a yes for an answer, and even when they were home they expected silence. I was too wierd for them, i liked theatre and makeup, girly things in their minds. I always hated them i think, or at least that's the feeling i always asocciate with them now. I was alone, really a wonder i wasnt taken by it, but i wasn't, I actually had to seek it, to go in it willingly. It always facinated me, the freaky, the other, so it wasn't very hard to not more information on it, luring it was the challange. But i must say, as to not decive you (headache laught) i am no longer the child their birthed, the fruit of their loins, no no no, i am not herman the unworthy, no i am but a fragment, my face and body shifting, i have his hatred, i have his fear and to be fair lonelines, but i did not steal it, no i mearly took what was offered, took his part, you could say i am an understudy (more headache laugh)

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