Deliver Us from EVIL

VAN'S POV 2

I stayed on the streets for three days with homeless people. I didn't know that my parents were looking for me and that the police thought I was missing. So, I was shocked when a police car stopped in front of me and forced me into the car.

“Where are you taking me? Stop this car right now!” What I keep telling them because I don’t want to go home to our house first and show up to my father. I still can't forget the night I witnessed when he pass on to other people the sin he had committed. Hate, disgust, and fear are what I feel every time I remember those moments. I am always visited by bad dreams at night and I just wake up while trembling with extreme fear. Sometimes there are voices whispering in my ear and what happened that night comes back to my mind over and over again. That’s why I didn’t come home to our house for three days. But after those three days I was able to return to our home again with the police who saw me.

“Son!” Mom said to me, and she immediately hugged me ti