- - - Evening Dance of the Moonlit Blossom - - -

Rita S. Rin

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Prologue

The sound of someone being brutally beaten was heard throughout the neighborhood as well as screaming and yelling. None of the residents took any notice as to the source of the noise for they all knew that the owner of the house was not to be messed with unless you wish death upon yourself and others.

Another sound reverberated throughout the household as a young girl went sailing clear across the room and very painfully into a wall, hitting her back and crying out in pain before sliding to the floor. Blood and bruises covered her from head to toe and what wasn't bruised was broken. The child was heaped in a pile upon the floor, unmoving for fear it would bring more pain and punishment.

Lying in an ungraceful, bloody heap on the ground the girl waited to see if any more punishment would be served for the day. As minutes passed by and blood seeped out, nothing was heard then all of the sudden the sound of a couple beer bottles dully hitting the floor was heard as a drunken adult stood and shuffled to the medicine cabinet. Opening it up, the adult reached in and pulled out several pills. Gulping them down, the adult then straightened and walked over to a door before disappearing behind it with a violent slamming.

Hours passed and nothing more then the sharp, painful gasping breaths of the child was heard. The young girl waited some more then picked herself up, moved to the bathroom, and turned on the shower. She stripped herself of all her bloodied clothes and deposited them on the floor before stepping into the steamy shower.

Washing away all the caked on blood she started to relax in the water's warmth. Once she had finished, she quickly turned it off and dried before examining herself for broken bones. She had a broken wrist, three broken fingers, a dislocated shoulder, and a bruised back due to the hard hit she took to the wall. None of the damage was new to her though, this type of beating given to her on an almost daily basis now. Searching the medicine cabinet like the adult before her, she went through the first aid kit and found bandages and some pain reliever. Swallowing the pain reliever, she set to work on setting the broken bones and healing most of her wounds with such calm, it was unnatural for a child of her age. Once finished, she cleaned up her mess and dragged herself toward her bedroom where she promptly entered the vast realm of both dreams and nightmares.


T.B.C.

That is one page down in the book of chapters I have left to go. . .
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I hoped you enjoy my story and I promised to try to update regularly.

OH YEAH!...One more thing if you think you know the identity of the young girl then tell me in a review.

Rita S.