#seriously folks- educate yourselves on what resources are out there

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What about narrator and a reader who doesn't exactly have the good kind of parents. Also like narrator being like a parental figure to the reader ( idk I just find the scenario of narrator protecting the reader from bad parents kinda wholesome )

Narrator With a Reader Who Has Bad Parents

The narrator isn’t exactly sure when it happened, but he’s started thinking of you as his own kid. 

Depending on your age, he’ll either walk you to school and back home again, or keep you company as you commute to work.

He’s always keeping a benevolent eye out, wanting to make sure you stay safe.  

As for you, his presence in your life was a little hard to get used to, given that your biological parents were… Yeah, less said, the better. 

You love him, that much is clear, but the feeling of being safe with someone is difficult to comprehend, given your background.

He’s always picking up the pieces that your parents break. 

You show your biological parents your latest achievements, and you’re ignored. The narrator says, “I’m very proud of you for what you’ve done.” You start to tear up. “I don’t remember the last time someone’s told me that.” He rubs your back and comforts you to the best of his ability. “It’s alright, reader, it’s alright. I’ll tell you as many times as you need.” 

You want to spend time with your biological parents. Why, the narrator can’t understand. When you get rebuffed, the narrator spends time with you instead. “Come on sport, let’s get some ice cream and you can tell me about your day.”

You’re so full of doubt, because they never reassure you. The narrator does his best to make up for the lack in your life. “Things will be fine. You and I, we’ll write your story together, hmm? I’m an excellent storyteller, you know. We can create something wonderful. What do you say?”  

You curl in bed, your parents having mistreated you really badly one night, and though he isn’t visible, he’s combing his fingers through your hair, trying to provide comfort. On the inside though, he’s boiling with rage.

How dare your biological parents not see what a treasure of a child you were. Of course, he’d never call you that directly, he has standards! (and is too embarrassed to admit how fatherly he felt towards you)

The narrator begins to form various plans. He begins finding resources in case you ever need to make a run for it one day. Homeless shelters, cheap hotels, couch crashing, anything he can get his hands on.

He doesn’t know what the long term effects of staying with your parents will be, but he doesn’t want you to be in pain. In the meantime…

The narrator strikes back against your parents in little ways, becoming their personal poltergeist. Objects begin to float, important things are misplaced, and whispers angrily to them when they’re asleep. Your parents don’t sleep well at night anymore. 

If the abuse escalated, the narrator would step in. One of your parents gets really close to your face, too close, and they’re about to do something horrible-

“Get away from my child.” His voice is like venomous steel, and your biological parent is startled. “Who said that?” They look around wildly. The narrator speaks again. “They are under my protection. Get out.” Your bio parent flees your bedroom.

You’re shaking and crying. The narrator wraps himself around you protectively. “Are you alright?” He asks, and you’re not sure. He stays by your side all night. 

The narrator doesn’t know whether or not he made a mistake, speaking out like that. Plans to get you out may have to be sped up. But he holds you close, and silently vows that you’ll never go through something like this alone again.

(writer here. I left my parent's place when I was 20 years old. There were emergency circumstances that propelled me out the door. I've been in a few different transitional housing programs. Things are more settled for me now, though I still move around a lot. I don't know who sent this, but I can dedicate a message to everyone who reads this: Document what they're doing, you may need proof someday. Start googling. Look for local resources. Create contingency plans. Hit up your local library if you can, they're a surprisingly excellent resource for food and shelter programs. If you've got a safe place to live, then please donate to those types of programs if you can afford it. (but also do some research because it's very hit or miss for the clients inside the program) Circumstances were difficult for a very long time after I left, but it ended up saving my life. One day, i'll tell the full story about what happened.)