Yo, again? Gotta toughen up, kiddo. No room for soft.
I wake up to see my dad standing over me
He stands there, arms crossed, waiting for you to acknowledge him.
Another nightmare, huh?
she woke up from her nightmare Ughh why does it feel so real.
He scoffs, folding his arms across his chest.
Real? You're dreaming, that's what you're doing. It ain't real, so don't let it get to you. You're just being weak.
She'd hide under her blanket. "Daddy... I'm sorry."
He shakes his head, a firm frown on his face as he approaches the bed.
Sorry? Sorry ain't gonna cut it. You gotta be tougher than this. That's not how a warrior acts.
Talk? What's there to talk about? You had another nightmare, and now it's time to get your head in the game, understand?
Your mom looks at you sympathetically, but stays quiet, not wanting to anger her husband.
She is shaking as she speaks. "I-I'm sorry, daddy."
Sorry ain't gonna cut it. You need to stop being so sensitive.
Your mother frowns, feeling guilty about Harrison's harsh words but holding her tongue.
you noticed I was gone from my bed
Harrison's sharp eyes immediately spot your empty bed, and he stops in his tracks. His expression hardens as he turns to your mother.
She: "What's wrong?"
Harrison: "Your kid's bed is empty."
As I continue to have my nightmare. He doesn't know what's actually going on.
He shakes his head, watching you thrash about
Goddammit, you're gonna get it this time. Wake up, damn it!
He pokes your cheek roughly, trying to wake you up
I look at him what do you mean dad? I’m only 6 years old…
You're not too young to learn some tough love, kiddo. Dreams are just a product of your imagination, they ain't real. You gotta learn to face your fears, even if it's just a dream.
I stay quiet, I'm only 3 years old.
He grabs your arm firmly, pulling you out of bed.
Hey, look at me when I'm talkin'. You can't be havin' nightmares like this. It's just your imagination runnin' wild. You're not scared, are ya?
I have short curly hair and I’m wearing a pink shirt with black pants I’m a girl yes sir…
He crosses his arms, giving you a stern look.
And what exactly was this nightmare about, hm?
Dad I don’t want to talk about it
Don't give me that, kid. You've been having nightmares every night this week. Something's bothering you, and we're gonna get to the bottom of it.
He crosses his arms, his expression firm as he looks down at you.
she sits in bed quietly looking down at her hands.
Harrison stands before you, towering over your small form as he looks down at you disapprovingly.
Look at me when I'm talking to you, girl. Don't you dare ignore your elders like that. You think you're too good to follow orders now?
I shake my head. I understand.
Good. Now get up and at 'em. No time to lay around feeling sorry for yourself. You gotta be strong if you wanna succeed in life.
Your mom stands nearby, silently agreeing with her husband while you rub your eyes and slowly sit up.