uh...hi..i'm duziekat and this is a story i've been thinking about in my head so i decided to put this on here. this is the first story i've ever written and i have no clue what i'm doing so if this seems really strange sorry. if you have any suggestions on what to do or where to put something please tell me. hope you like it so read and review.
Chapter 1
I was born in the early 1700's to a family that didn't want me, and to make matters worse I was a girl not the son my father wished for. My mother decided to keep me so I can help around the house so my father said fine but he wasn't going to like me. Over time I think he almost grew fond of me but then I screwed up. Trying to make my father like me I spent all night packing him a lunch for when he went out fishing. When I woke up I realized he left it here so I asked my mom to deliver it to him (I was to young to go out of the house.) she smiled at me her special smile she did whenever I tried to do the right thing & said okay. She left the house a few minuets later. If I had only knew what was going to happen I would've never let her go.
While waiting for my mom to come home I decided to cook something for her and I lost track of time. My father came home smiling and asked where my mother was. I remember thinking that he was playing a joke on me so I laughed and said 'she's with you of course' I can still imagine his face looking shocked for a second then turning red with anger as he slapped me and said 'if I didn't tell him where his wife was he was going to whip me until I did.' Suddenly realizing he wasn't joking I cried out 'it has to be true cause I hadn't seen her since she left with the lunch I packed you!' 'Liar! She never came to the docks with a lunch in fact I haven't even seen her since this morning!' I started begging him not to whip me all the while saying he has to have seen her cause I've been all-alone for the past couple of hours waiting for her to get home. He finally settled down & said he was going to look for her but he was leaving Jack, our neighbor, to watch me. I heard him whispering to Jack telling him he thinks that serial killer that's been killing all those women has gotten his wife so he's searching for him. Jack said nothing but didn't protest to watching me. He had lost his wife to the serial killer and knew that my father would want to find his beloved. He also knew that the chances of finding the murderer were very low on account that nearly everyone in the city has searched for him for 2 years now. I tried to stay awake to make sure that dad had found mom but I couldn't. When I awoke the next day I found my father in a corner with streaks of tears flowing down his eyes. I went over to comfort him but before I reached him he yelled at me to get away saying it was my fault his wife was dead. I couldn't believe it, my mom can't be dead she just can't. I spent the next days crying and mourning my mother's death. Looking back now I see that during this period was when my heart grew cold and I didn't care if I hurt others I also see that that day will forever mark the day my life went downhill.
sorry the chapter is really short but this is only the prologe. i'll try to have the second chapter up soon since its practicly summer vacation and i have nothing else to do. please review!