With Wounds Still Wet by Wayne Allen Sallee

Author:Wayne Allen Sallee
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Horror, Fiction
Publisher: Crossroad Press & Macabre Ink Digital
Published: 2010-12-21T07:00:00+00:00

Des Plaines, Chicago:

16 September 1987

Bumpy Face

THE FOLLOWING STATEMENT WAS GIVEN OF HER OWN FREE ACCORD BY SHYANNE DOWALOBY, AGED 10, RESIDING UNTIL THE ARREST OF HER FATHER AND PENDING INVESTIGATION OF MOTHER AT 6550 NORTH METROPOLE. ATTENTION POLICEWOMAN DORELL MYLES, DATED 0800 HOURS, 30 AUGUST 1991, 25TH DISTRICT, 5555 WEST GRAND.

Hi, my name is Shyanne and I'm ten years old. I like country and western music like Garth Brooks and Highway 101 and I'm real afraid of Bumpy Face.

My mother won't let me stay up late, she says I got to go to school in the morning but I don't believe her when she says that because she won't let me watch the late night videos on TNN. Don't tell her that, okay? Mommy really loves me.

My friend Amy's older sister has Randy Travis concerts on video caskets and she lets us watch them while she talks on the phone with Anthony Kuzak who says Randy Travis is a fag because of his hair. What does he know? Not much.

But I don't go out anymore not even by Amy's, because of Bumpy Face. He will get me if I go outside and especially if I tell anybody about him, Daddy told me so.

I found out about Bumpy Face by accidentally hearing Daddy talking about it to his friend Dave and the guys from The Lime Room. They were all sitting around the kitchen and I was supposed to be in bed because it was after 8:30 but I left my picture of Garth Brooks that I stole from Anthony Kuzak the fag's magazine with Madonna on the cover. It was on the stairs and Mommy doesn't like me leaving things on the stairs and cluttering so I went to get it and put it in my spelling book, before Mommy came back from her Al-Anon meeting.

I know that's what it's called, what she went to, because whenever Mommy left the house, mostly on Thursdays and that's when Daddy's friends came over to drink and talk about women and their titties but boy would they clear out before Mommy came home, and whenever Mommy left she would always smile at me and say honeybunch, real loud, so that Daddy would hear even from the kitchen. Mommy's leaving for her meeting now, she would tell me slowly like I was the dog Jake next door and had just peed on the floor. And if I was in my room when she left, she would slam the front door real hard and the shelf on my wall with all my Ken and Barbie dolls would shake. One time, even, she slammed it so hard that Ken fell on top of Malibu P.J. and they looked like they were making out.

I laughed at that but Bumpy Face won't let me laugh anymore.

So I was on the stairway not making any noise in the dark and I could hear my Daddy's voice talking to his friends. I heard some cans opening and I knew it wasn't Pepsi because that rots my teeth and so Mommy doesn't buy it.

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