"Daddy! Daddy!" I scream and run through the hallway. She's chasing me, I scream. "She's going to get me!" I look back and see the awful face and run as fast as my 5 year old legs could take me but she was faster. I round the corner and run face first into my father's legs. "Lucy what's wrong?" I cry into him as I hear her laughing. "Emily! That is no way to treat your little sister!" My father scolds her and pulls the witch mask off her face. She falls on the ground laughing. "It's not my fault she's a baby" Daddy pulls her up and takes us both to the couch. My sister being 9 is sassy and tries to rip her arm away. We sit down, me still being on my dad's lap and Emily sitting next to us. My dad pulls out the old photo album he always shows us every time we fight or do something bad. "Girls, you know you're supposed to behave. It's what your mother would have wanted." He opens the album and we all look at Mommy's beautiful face, smiling as Daddy kisses her cheek. "She always said she wanted you two to be best friends. I know that you both miss her as much as I do." We flip through the pages and watch as our lives progress through pictures. We finally come to the end where our family is smiling and hugging. "Every time you get into a fight just think about Mommy and how much she loves both of you. She always hated when you fought." We nod and look at Daddy. He sets me down and sends us on our way.
**12 Years Later**
"Lucy! Hurry up or we are going to be late for the show!" My dad yells up the stairs. I look in the mirror to check my work. My long artificial red hair is straightened and hanging halfway down my back. My caramel brown eyes are lined lightly with light gold eye shadow. I always hated my pale skin but there's no way for me to tan without burning to a crisp. I have light blush on and bright red lips. My sister comes into my room. She's always been the beautiful one with her petite frame, light brown hair, hazel eyes, and tannish skin. She has the cutest dusting of freckles on her nose. Currently her face is made with a pound of makeup and tight clothes. She's not a whore or anything but she looks and dresses like it. Over the years we have become best friends. We had our rough patches but we are practically inseparable. "Lucy, Come on and hurry up. We are going to miss the beginning of the show." We are going to see Mamma Mia! On Broadway. My mother went to see it every year on the same day, we have continued on this tradition even after she passed. "Hurrying hurrying" I mutter as I adjust my dress. I was wearing a knee length pink dress that had purple polka dots all over it. My sister was wearing the opposite, a purple dress with pink polka dots. We were both wearing black shiny pumps and a black quarter length sleeved sweaters. "I'm ready" We run down stairs and see my dad looking at his watch. He looks up and his face softens, "You girls look lovely" We go up and hug him. We leave and go see the show, it was beautiful as ever. We stay a little longer to talk to our favorite actors who we've come to know; everyone has pretty much gone until we get outside. We are walking out to the car when two men come out from behind the building. "Wow you ladies smell amazing" the one says as he stalks closer to us, my hand automatically grabs the pepper spray on my bag, the other hand grabs my sister. My dad comes up from behind us and puts his hand on each of our shoulders. "What seems to be the problem here?" He says in his 'I am dad hear me roar' voice. I don't take my eyes off of the men. I feel weird and I'm hearing a faint whispering in my head. Different voices just blurred together in my mind. "Hmm, what a weird girl. I can hear myself in her head." The two men look at each other and I hear a sudden voice break away from the others, it says 'Let's keep her'. I scream and push my family towards the car but the men are fast. The grab my sister and father and throw them against the wall, they grab me and make a run for it. I'm being carried by the one like a football; I'm kicking and screaming trying to get away. We are going so fast everything is just blurring past me. We finally stop running and I have no idea where we are. The one carrying me throws me to the ground, I cry out when a scrape my knee against the dirt. They smirk at me "Let's have a little fun before we change her" I cringe back against a tree. The one holds me down as the other starts to rip at my clothes. I cry out and beg for them to stop. The one ripping my clothes gets down to my underwear and starts to run his hands up and down my stomach, he puts his hands under my panties. His hands are freezing, I scream and beg again. The one holding me down puts his knees on my arms and starts to feel down my chest. They are both touching me and I just keep crying and struggling. They take turns raping me, using me as they wish. Taking my innocence as a cry and beg. When the finally finish they throw me to the side. They clean themselves up as I lay on the ground trying to cover myself as I cry. When they are finished they turn to me and sit me up, they both poise themselves at both sides of my neck. They chuckle and then all I feel is the burning pain.