Why?
By
EdwardCullenManiac4Eva
Just a new story I came up with when I was watching the TV eating me tea!!!!
Lol, hope you like, Please tell me if I've done anything wrong, I'm getting my mum to proof read it but I would like your opinion
Chapter One
Why Not?
"Run!" My Mother shouted, I turned and ran as fast as I could out of the open door. I knew what had happened and even though I was 5 I knew I needed to get out of there fast! I ran as fast as my legs could take me, which wasn't very far as I could hear 'him' behind me. I saw a hole in the bottom of a tree and hid in it. I sobbed silently for my Mother, who I knew was dead, and I sobbed for myself for I knew I would get caught at some point, If not by 'him' then by the police.
I heard 'him' getting closer. 'He' was whispering now.
"Come out, Amanda, I don't want to hurt you. Mummy was just being a bad girl," 'he' whispered in 'his' sickly sweet voice. I wanted to scream and run, but I stayed hidden. I wouldn't let 'him' get me like 'he' did Mummy. I put my hand over my mouth to try and prevent the sounds of my whimpering reaching 'him'. 'He' was getting closer, I could feel it. 'He' was playing me. 'He' knew exactly where I was. 'He' had seen where I had hidden and wanted me to be terrified when 'he' got to me.
'He' was getting closer. I could hear 'his' feet crunching on the leaves as he got closer to the base of my tree. Suddenly 'he' stopped. I felt my breathing get shallower. The blood was pounding in my ears. I could see 'his' feet. I was praying with all my might that 'he' didn't know where I was. 'He' started to move away and a sigh of relief slipped from my mouth. 'He' spun around to face the tree I was hidden in. 'He' slowly bent down so that 'he' could see me hiding in the tree. 'He' smiled a sinister, toothy grin. I could barely hold onto the shiver of disgust at the thought. 'His' teeth were horrible; all black and holey, from years of smoking and not brushing 'his' teeth.
"Hey, Sweetie," 'he' said in 'his' sickly sweet voice, the one 'he' only used when 'he' was angry. "Why don't you come with me, and we'll have no trouble, eh?" I shook my head quickly and wrapped my arms around my legs in a desperate attempt to stop 'him' from moving me.
"Not going to talk then, eh?" I shook my head again and pushed my self back into the tree again. Not bothering to wipe away the tears that were flowing down my face. 'He' was mad now, I could tell it was the same face 'he' had when 'he' hits Mummy.
'He' was going to hit me today. 'He' said I was a bad girl and needed to be punished. Mummy wouldn't let 'him' though. She didn't want me hurt, I didn't want me hurt. I didn't do anything wrong, I just asked her why she let 'him' hit her.
"Come on, Amanda. We haven't got all day," 'he' was getting madder now and I was starting to get worried. I buried my face into my knees, which was a mistake because 'he' grabbed my hair and pulled me out from under the tree. 'He' dragged me across the forest floor, over all the twigs leaves and rocks, towards our house. 'He' dragged me up the steps and threw me onto the floor next to mummy's body. Then 'he' pulled out the gun.
"Goodnight Amanda" 'He' said.
"No Daddy, NO!" a loud bang echoed round the walls. Then the darkness over took me, and all my pain flew away.
A/N: HEY peeps, please let me know what you think and constructive criticism. No Flamers because I wont pay any attention to you.
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