prologue-the sound of screams
Theres a loud high pitched sound...the sound of screaming. I looked at my clock to see it was only 4:17 am.i hear another scream and pull the blanket over my head in a failed attempt to block out the sound.i squeese my eyes shut hopeing its just a dream and hopeing its not happening are footsteps comeing up the stairs and i know he's makeing his way to my room.i can hear my door creak as its being opened slowly. i open my eyes just a little but i cant see its just darkness.
i feel hand stroking my hair .my name is wispered"clary...wake up honey" my father says in a more than soothing voice but i know its a lie"CLARY WAKE UP" he says as he grabs me by my hair and pushes me against the wall i scream and begg him to stop but my pleas are pointless he slaps me and slams my head back really hard into the wall and screams at me more. He says things i know are lies but cant help but belive.I know im stupid,worthless, and a liar. I dont need people to tell me.
i see light. my brother, Jonathan runs in the room and screams for dad to stop.i look down and see a black daggar with a red rose inlaid on the handle i push him away but its no use he has he pinned against the wall i look at jon and he is looking at father with wide eyes i look back at father just in time to see father with the daggar high above my head. i beg him to stop but he does no such thing i close my eyes as he brings the daggar down. and i fall into a sleep i wish i had never awoken from...i was 14 then.