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Dad at the Lighthouse

I was riding shotgun in my dad’s truck with him. It was late at night and we were driving along a road connected to the parking lot of a large lighthouse. Even tho it was late and very dark outside along the coast, the colours were brilliant and vibrating like a black light picture. The lighthouse was glowing and radiant and I wanted to stop and take a picture of it. I asked my dad to stop but he wouldn’t. He was complaining that he needed to be somewhere even tho he didn’t. He raced past the lighthouse to the end of the parking lot where the road began. There was traffic so he couldn’t make an immediate exit. I got really angry and started calling him a coward because he wouldn’t stop and just kept on the course he was on in spite of the fact that I wanted to stop. I flew into a rage and start screaming at him. Then, I beat the crap out of him. His body became limp and I dragged it over to a large container that resembled an oversized beach cooler and dumped him in it.

Players: Me and Dad
Event Sequence: Driving, seeing lighthouse, violence
Symbols: Lighthouse – seeing things in the dark when you haven’t seen them before.
Rage and violence: Being fed up with things
Vivid color: Something illuminated
Thoughts and feelings: Mel told me that I screamed “fuck you” in my sleep. I think there’s some pent up anger toward my father for drinking and never stopping and being such an asshole.

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