The Story of Amity Park Manor
Um, do people read the messages? If so then hi. This is my first fanfic ever. I hope you guys like it…so, yeah…
Summary: Sam's parents are split up. Her mother is a traveler who rarely speaks or spends time with her and father is the owner of the spooky yet beautiful Amity Park Manor. When Sam's dad invites her there what will happen? Find out in this spine-chilling story of horror!
Chapter 1
Sam's POV
There are moments in time where you can pinpoint the exact time in your life where it can start going downhill. And for me, that time was when my dad left me. My mom, Rachel, had finally gotten to him and he left. He packed all his belongings and kissed me goodbye. I still remember his last words.
"Goodbye Samantha." He said. I remembered how I clung to him.
"Please don't go!" I wailed. My dad smiled and knelt down to my level. He pulled my tiny frame into a hug.
"Samantha, I love you. And no matter where I go, I will always be your dad and you will always be my one and only daughter. Nothing will ever change that." He said. And with one last hug and a kiss goodbye, my dad left. But of course that was eight years ago. Now I'm sixteen and headed off to visit my dad, my stepmom, and my step sister in Amity Park. Yup that's right. My dad got married and soon had a baby girl. So much for dad's "one and only daughter" right? Anyways, I'll tell how I came across this unexpected visit. My mom had gotten a call to go to Michigan for two years. I didn't want to go, but I didn't have to worry about packing. Mom had only two plane tickets which of course as usual was only for her and my step dad Robert. I really despised Robert. I was pretty much a normal kid until my dad left. Ever since Robert started calling me a rebel, I've acted like one. I even turned myself into an Ultra recyclo Vegetarian just to spite him. But anyways, here I am. Stuck on plane for two excruciating hours.
"Excuse me Miss, can I get you anything?" A flight attendant asked. I looked around to see the plane was void of any passengers.
"No thank you." I said getting my stuff. My cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. The flight attendant smiled and walked away. I got off the plane and entered the airport. It was like a ghost town (no pun intended). Everyone was gone and the whole place was deserted. It was like some scary scene out of Night of the Dead Teachers. I shuddered. My dad was supposed to pick me up. I frowned. My own father couldn't even make it on time to greet me!
"It's ok Manson. He probably just got stuck in a snow storm or something." I said to myself. "Or he forgot about me and left me stranded in this abandoned air station!" I said panicking. I sat down and felt ready to cry.
"Samantha!" A familiar voice said. I looked up and saw my dad Jeremy.
"Dad!" I cried out running to him. I hugged him and tried to hold back tears. "Dad, I thought you had forgotten about me…" I said shaking. My dad kissed my head.
"Sammykins, I could never forget about you." He said. I smiled and took a step back. My dad looked the same as ever. He had the same shiny blonde hair and still had the same taste in fashion. Tan pants and a blue and yellow diamond type shirt (a/n I don't know how to describe his clothing so just imagine the clothes he wears in the episodes) I smiled as I picked up my suit case.
"So how have you and Pamela been dad?" I asked. My dad chuckled.
"You know you can call her Mom." My dad said smiling. I shrugged.
"I know. But I barely know her." I responded. My dad chuckled again.
"So Samantha, what's with the gothic style?" My dad said as we walked to the car. I smiled.
"I did it to spite mom's husband." I said. My dad laughed.
"Still the same as ever. So how is Rachel?" He asked. I shrugged.
"Eh, she's still the same." I responded. My dad nodded.
"How about Robert?" He asked. I made a face at that name, "Sill hate him, I guess." My dad said chuckling. I nodded. My dad laughed and so did I. It was nice spending time with my dad. I gasped at the building we were approaching. It was a huge mansion. It was white with gold edgings. It looked like a big castle. Even though the cold winter weather gave it a creepy and eerie look it was still nice. There was a marble sign that had gold letters which read: WELCOME TO AMITY MANOR."
"Nice hotel." I said. Dad smiled. He parked the car. I felt butterflies as I thought of Pamela and Lilly. "Do you think Lilly is going to like me dad?" I asked nervously. My dad chuckled.
"Is that why you're nervous? Trust me Samantha, she will." He said. I smiled weakly. As I got out of the car I got tackled by someone.
"You're here! You're here!" A tiny voice said. I looked down and saw a small girl. She looked no older than five years old. She had short orange hair and bright teal eyes. She was wearing a short pink dress and was holding a small teddy bear. I smiled at her.
"Um, Hi. I'm Samantha." I said. The little girl giggled and got up. She brushed herself and did the same with me.
"I know who you are." She said smiling, "Daddy talks a lot about you." She said. I smiled.
"He does?" I asked. But before she could answer another female interrupted.
"Ok Lilly, I think you've bugged her enough." She said in a cheerful voice. I smiled.
"No, it's fine Pamela." I said. Pamela smiled and gave me a hug. I gladly hugged her back.
"It's so nice finally meeting you Samantha." She said. She took a step back and looked at me. "Love the gothic style by the way." She said. I smiled. Pamela wore a bright pink dress and short white gloves. She had teal eyes like Lilly and shiny orange hair.
"Really? My mom hates my fashion change." I said. In all honesty I expected Pamela to be just like my real mom. But she's much better. Pamela smiled and led me inside. The inside décor was very Victorian looking. It had red velvety curtains and candles. There was grandfather clock and old fashioned paintings. The walls were a nice cream color and had family pictures on them. I was shocked when I saw photos of me and my dad on the walls. "Wow, nice decorations." I said. Pamela smiled.
"Your father is into the old ages." She said. I chuckled then soon felt tiny arms wrap themselves around my waist.
"Hi Sam!" Lilly's voice said. I smiled.
"Sam?" I asked. She nodded.
"I like Sam better because it's easier to say. And it's cooler!" She said. She then reached for my hand. I smiled.
"I like it to Lil." I said. She smiled at her nickname.
"We saved the best room for you Samantha." Dad said. I smiled. My room was in the basement. But it wasn't as dull as I thought it would be. The floor was marble and it was slightly uneven. It had a full bathroom and a closet. Thick fluffy wool carpets covered most of the floor. Overhead the wooden ceiling was black with age. There was a table in the center along with a chair. There was a giant wardrobe that had different animal faces and foliage and a matching chest. There was a high gothic styled canopied bed. I smiled and put my bags down.
"Do you like it?" Pamela asked. I nodded.
"Our bedrooms are on the second floor. The other guest rooms are on the third floor." My dad said. I smiled.
"I hope you will enjoy staying with us Samantha." Pamela said. I nodded.
"I think I will." I said looking around. And I felt like I would. But, I suddenly felt like I was being watched. I looked around yet saw no one. I shivered and started to unpack my things.
"Dinner will be at six." Dad said. I nodded and went back to unpacking. Perhaps I will enjoy my stay at Amity Manor. But at the same time…I can't help but feel like something big is going to happen.
Yay! First chapter finally done! Tell me how you guys like this story! I've been wanting to write down for some time. I'm glad I finally did. Please review! Can't wait to hear from you all! Choi everyone!