Date: 6/30/2025
By Emile
I was working at a park of sorts. As far as I could tell we had family friendly activities which artracted families. My one colleague brought his daughter (around 8) to work more often than not and as a result I started to bond with her to the point where she started seeing me as a father figure. She would run to me and brag about achievements and tell me stories. When she had a bad day, she would also come to me for comfort and oftentimes a hug in order to feel protected and loved. Her father became aware of our type of relationship and was fuming. I didn't pay it any mind as I am hardly going to chase her away. One day she came to me to jump on my and just feel closeness when her father called her into his office and started yelling at her and hitting her. I could hear everything through his office door, but couldn't enter as he had locked it. I ran to the manager to get the skeleton key, but by the time I returned, they had left the office. I ran outside and saw him speeding toward the woods in his vehicle. I waited and panicked and tried to phone him, but here was no answer. A while had passed and he came driving back, his car full of scratches and branches sticking out. She was not in the car and I feared the worst. Before he arrived at the park, I woke up