Walking through the woods The young girl looked about at the trees and birds around herself. She enjoyed walking and this day was perfect for it. The sun was shinning and the wind blew lightly against her.

Soon she came across a clearing. The grass was long and scattered through out it were beautiful flowers. Hurrying forward she smiled brightly. She loved flowers and too spend some time picking them and inhaling their scents would make her day all that much better.

As she collected the flowers she didn't notice the sky above her turn dark and amnions. Soon the sun was gone and the wind picked up to a gust. Standing the girls smile was gone as she looked out over the clearing, what had once been a beautiful clearing now looked scary and evil.

At the far end of the clearing a dark figure formed, moving forward, toward her quickly. Unable to move, unable to call for help she stood there, staring out at the figure. Time seemed to stand still as the figure descended on her. Only coming to a stop when it's face was inches from hers.

Looking into his face it seemed as though the years flew past her. Ten, fifteen at a time. Her head filled with knowledge and memories as her soul grew with experience. Soon she felt as though she would be ripped apart from everything that seemed to be entering her. Crying out in pain she feel to the ground clutching her head.

"It's not real!!!" she shouted as loud as she could. "Monsters are fake, Evil is in everyone! All I have to do is look to know that it's nothing more then a person I can defeat."

Opening her eyes she nearly stumbled back at the sight of her father. "No!" she whispered.

Reaching out he took hold of her arms tightly. Shaking her roughly. "You are nothing! You are just like her and she was nothing! You will never leave here. You will never leave me!" He shouted to her.

Tears began to spill from her eyes, "No!" she cried, "No! Mama!"

With a swift movement he turn her around, "Your Mama will never come to your aid again!" he shouted. "You killed her!" At his words the scene in front of her became clear. There was a large tombstone there with 'PARKER' etched on the top and her mother's name on the bottom. "She tried to save you one too many times and she had to pay!"

Crying out once more she fell to her knees. "No! You killed her! It was you! I was only a child. You and your brother, you killed my Mama!" she screamed.

"It was you! You killed her! You made her do what she did! If she had never had you she would never have felt the urge to save every god forsaken child she came into contact with!" Shouted her father once more.

Looking down to her hands she found they were no longer the hands of a child, but those of a women. In them was a heavy cold object. A sleek gun. As her father continued to spew forth lies of her mother and herself she began to grind her teeth together. It wasn't her fault, it had never been her fault! Clutching the gun she spun on him, pointing the gun to his chest. "It's always been you! You and your beloved Center! You've never cared for me or Mama! You've made sure I never had a chance to love or be truly loved again!" With that she pulled the trigger.

The sound of the gun going off in her head jerked her awake. Her body was covered in sweat and her breaths were shallow and quick. Ever sense her father had killed himself she had been having horrid dreams of him blaming her, just as she had had when she was young and her mother had been killed.

With a sigh she pulled her covers back and sat up. It was another day and even though her father was gone the shadow of his presence still covered her ever move it seemed. But one day, one day soon she would be free of that life. She would be on her way away from the east coast forever!

That would be the best time

Of her life!

FIN