((A/N: Oh man check it out, my first SH fic! -dances- Alrighty, I was a little bit wary about posting this, since this started out just as an exercise to practice for a roleplay. XD Since then I've written a couple more chapters but I thought I'd share this prologue and see if y'all like it! This is a Silent Hill 2 fanfiction, centering on Angela's life before the game, because I love her. She's such a cute little ball of angst and misery :D Anyway, hope you guys like it and if so, review please! It makes me feel loved. :D))
Once upon a time there was a little girl named Angela Orosco.
She lived in a small house with no yard and a tilting mailbox that badly needed a new coat of paint. She had a mama named Christine and a daddy named Thomas and a big brother named Joseph. When she was small, everyone was happy. Her mama would always be smiling and laughing. Her daddy would laugh too, but not as often. And her brother would play with her, or read stories to her, or just be with her.
When she got older, things changed. Her daddy started to drink all the time. Her mama didn't smile. Her brother stopped playing with her. Daddy would hit them, sometimes, when they were bad. He would hit mama and Angela, but he would never hit Joseph. Joseph was his favorite because Joseph was a boy. Thomas wanted a son. He sometimes told Angela she was a mistake when he got mad. She didn't really understand why he would hurt her- she couldn't help being there. But she was sure daddy was right. Angela knew she must have done something wrong for daddy to be so angry with her. So she let him hurt her because she must have been a bad girl.
She didn't like it when he hit mama, though. He would yell and throw things and hit her, and Angela didn't like it at all when he did that. Mama wasn't a bad girl. Mama was still nice to Angela. Mama didn't deserve to be hurt. Angela didn't mind so much when he would hit her, she would rather he hurt her than mama. Angela deserved it, mama didn't. And still, Thomas never hit Joseph. Sometimes Joseph would look sad when Thomas would get angry, and sometimes Joseph would sit with Angela or Mama when they cried after. But Joseph never told daddy to stop it. Joseph didn't want to make daddy mad too. He didn't like that daddy would hurt them, because he loved them. But he loved daddy too.
Angela quickly learned that daddy didn't like to hear her talk, so she taught herself to be quiet. She was so quiet sometimes he didn't know she was there. In school, though, being quiet was bad. The other kids never talked to her because she never talked to them. The teachers would get concerned because she didn't like to answer questions, and sometimes daddy would rip up her homework, or sometimes she couldn't do it because she was hurt. They would make her stay after school sometimes and when she was late that made daddy really angry. Sometimes teachers would ask about the marks daddy left. But Angela didn't like to talk. She didn't answer them. So the teachers left her alone after a while, even though the marks kept happening. Still, being quiet was better than when she tried to make friends and the kids teased her. So she didn't talk. It was easier that way.
When she was still older, Joseph went away. He left after high school, and Angela didn't know where he'd gone, because Mama and daddy wouldn't tell her. She didn't care, though, because she didn't like Joseph any more. Joseph had stopped being nice to her too. Joseph had started yelling at mama, sometimes, and he would stomp around and break things. One time, he hit Angela and she bled. Mama yelled at him, but daddy didn't say anything. Angela thought daddy might be proud of Joseph, and she knew she must have deserved it because she was a bad girl.
Mama left too. She went to live in a place called Silent Hill, where she was born. She said that she couldn't live with daddy any more, but she still loved Angela. Angela knew that mama loved her even though she left her behind, but she didn't want to stay with daddy. She wished mama had taken her with her because now that mama and Joseph were gone daddy hit her a lot more. Angela still didn't know exactly why he was so mean to her. He would hurt her so bad sometimes that she would have to miss school. It made her angry, sometimes, but she knew he must have a good reason for it.
Angela knew she must have deserved it because she was a bad girl.