The Little Goth Girl
Chapter 1
"But daddy, I don't want to play your game!" Six year old Samantha said. Her father glared at her, but his smile eluded her from his death gaze.
"Why not?" He asked feigning friendliness. She fidgeted under his gaze and she tried not to cry. She took in a deep breath and avoided eye contact.
"It's just...it makes me feel weird," she explained as best as a six year old could. Her father's glare darkened, but his smile remained.
"Yes, but it makes daddy feel good. And when daddy feels good, he goes and buys you all sorts of goodies!" He said cheerfully. Samantha looked down.
"But Ms. Dallier says that it's wrong." She said. It was then that she knew she made a mistake. She looked up at her father and cowered in fear. Her father's smile carved into a scowl.
"You told on daddy?" He gritted. Samantha shook her head and backed away from her dad. She didn't want another beating, not when she had just recovered from another.
"Daddy I'm sorry!" She cried out as he grabbed her roughly, "I'm sorry daddy! I'm sorry!" She cried out. Hot fresh tears were streaming down her face as he raised his arm and slapped her. She fell to the ground and grasped her stinging cheek. But her father had yet to be done.
"You've been naughty Samantha, now daddy needs to punish you." He explained. She looked down and braced herself. The only thing she recalled was the crackling of the fire as it slowly died.
Two days after the incident Samantha returned to her elementary school in black clothes. She wore a long black sweater to hide her bruise and a long black skirt to hide her cuts. She learned how to apply her dead mother's makeup to hide the dark purple bruises on her face. She comb her hair neatly and tied a dark violet ribbon in her hair.
Approaching school she noticed they had a new teacher. Not that she was surprised, whenever she told her teachers about her problems her daddy would usually scare them away. She sat in usual seat with a sigh and waited for the bullies to approach.
"Well, well, if it isn't the goth geek." One of the bullies snorted. Samantha looked up and silently gulped. It was the head bully, Dash Baxter.
She sucked in a breath and spoke, "Lay off Dash or my ghost sidekick will beat you up." She threatened. He laughed at her weak comeback.
"Aw, little Gothy bat has a gothy friend." He joked. His friends laughed at her and she hid her embarrassment.
"In not joking Dash. I mean it." She said as firmly as she could. The bully shoved her in her seat. Luckily for her the teacher had returned and addressed all the students to sit down. He began to roll call.
After roll call Samantha did what she usually did, she dozed off into a daydream and imagined herself having a friend. A real friend.
She looked around at all the students joking and laughing. She looked towards the bullies and inwardly scowled at them, one day I'll show them. One day they'll pay, she thought to herself, "And then maybe they'll understand." She whispered to herself solemnly.
So this is the beginning of my story project, here's to hoping for the best!
please review!
-'Lyssa
author and teenager