>>76486749
As I child I had these nightmares of this shadowy figure with a clock for a head. He would walk through the front door and would kill me just by looking at me. I remember telling my parents about it, and my dad figured I was being molested. In an attempt to get a confession, he told me there were plenty of those figures outside and locked me out of the house for 3 hours. I had no idea at the time a confession was what he was looking for, and he never apologized either. I think it kind of messed me up. He was a rather angry man, he'd often cuss me out, or hit me. I remember he slapped me at dinner with my grandma because I didn't eat over my plate. It's strange now though, since I've gotten older, he's been nothing but nice to me. I don't even have anyone to hate now.