The rain pattered constantly on the window, a dark haired child sat mindlessly on her own imagining a world far different to her own. Taking a long sigh she tried to block out the sounds of shouting downstairs as she sat lead against her door in slight attempt to stop anyone coming in. The first time this accurance had to happen she had pushed her trembeling back so hard against the door ,in fear of the person on the other side getting in, that she had questionable bruisis covering her lower back. But now she was sort of used to living in contant fear of her family you had to tread lightly to make sure no body got upset because in this family a glass of spilt milk caused all sorts of mayham. Today, however daddy had a little to much to drink and with her mother being out of the house, it subjected little Marie to the full front of his wrath. Her breathing hitched as she heared the low breathing and heavy steps as he climbed the stairs, she mentally pleaded to herself 'dont come in here, please dont come in here' but the foot steps stopped outside her room as she pressed her back further against the door 'bang! bang!' she heard from the otherside as she noticed her father trying to get in. "YOU BETTER OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR IN FIVE SECONDS MARIA" She heard the yell and for fear of the worse reprocutions she shoved herself away and scrambled to the othe side of the room and the door slamed open.
Her fathers reddened face came into the room Marie saw the upturn of one of his lips as her stalked towards her "you weren't hiding from me were you? I FUCKING FEAD YOU AND CLOTH YOUR UNGREATFUL ARSE AND THIS IS WHAT YOU GIVE ME? YOU FAT COW!" he started one of his rants as said girl started covering her ears in attempt to block out his shouting but carried on reaching down to snatch her long midnight hair "you have such beautiful long
hair, but you would look much more beautiful IF YOU FUCK UGLY FACE DIDNT RUIN IT! HERE THESE CLOTHS I BOUGHT YOU? UNGRATFUL BITCH HERE YOU DONT DESERVE THEM" 'he started ripping her cloths of her small body as she screemed and begged him to stop but he didnt even when she was lying shivering on the floor he didnt stop it wasnt till nearly an hour latter did he stop and leave her in her room. What thirteen year old should have to endure this? What did she ever do? Slowly she began to sit up and went to go take a shower after she heared her dad had left ifshe would even call him that again. She cried and she cried untill no more tears would come out gathering herself up she got changed into some black jeans and a shirt looking at herself in the mirror she noticed her messy wet black hair 'he told me it was beautiful, but i dont want to be called that by him' grabbing a pair of long sissors she began to snip cutting it until it was short as a boy and really messy but at that moment she didnt care in fact she felt better and stronger but that all came back down when she heard the door open signling someone was home almost on inpulse or mmaybe out of shear fear she grabbed a small bag and jumped out of her window running down the street and never looking back.
she ran and rand and ran until she was far away from that cursed house, even the rain that left her skin soaked didnt matter she finally felt free. In slight euphoria and a whole lot of fear she kept running down a country lane but as she came down from that high she realised something, she was thirteen and lost in the middle of nowhere she could hear cars coming down the road as she tepped to the side she let them pass. Marie sat down on the soaking ground she began to realise that she might have no choice but to return she tried to think of ways out of it but in this world when you are a child you arent allowed to live by yourself even i you capable. As she stood up to go back to that place she didnt hear the engine she didnt see the head lights all she saw was the sky when the truck collided with her small body turning the water into blood.
Marie's PoV:
The last thing I remember was that bloody truck slamming into me, I thought there wasn't supposed to be pain in heaven? Grumbling pointlessly I looked around my surroundings, nothing but trees and a beach? A beach. A bloody beach I must have been hit a lot gentler then I thought because apparently I'm not in fact dead but have gone delusional, unless this was heaven which in my opinion is a pretty shitty one at that, not that I'm complaining hey at least I'm away from 'him' at this point I could have been bitch slapped all the way to a deserted island , which is looking highly possible, and I wouldn't complain.
Looking around I began to feel quite nervous actually, it was dark and I could barely see where I was going as I stumbled to sit down, it was then I noticed, my hands were tiny now I'm already a pretty small person but give me a break I have only just started puberty but these hands did not belong to me, they were small and chubby they looked like they belonged to a five year olds, looking down I saw my own tiny body the lack of chest didn't make much of a difference but I was so small, the cloths I wore barely fit onto my frame I slowly crawled on the sand to look in rock pool I could just make out glistening in the moonlight, as peered over to look into my age reversed reflection I could have cried, my once dull and lifeless emerald eyes held a new shine that I hadn't had before, my pale bony skin looked well looked after and chubby like a child's should and my black hair was still short will black side fringe framing my face. I couldn't help it, warm tears slid down my Rosie cheeks as I continued to stare at the girl in front of me perhaps this is what I would look like had my parents taken care of me. Who knows? All I know is that someone or something has given me another chance, to live. I continued to cry up into the bright light of the moon with puffy eyes and heavy breaths and I knew that no, I was not dead. Maybe in that other place I was but here I was alive and I sure as hell would live.
Writers note sorry it's a short chapter but im really tired and I want to get her back story fully written. I'll write another chapter tomorrow! See ya xx by skyparker2002
Marie's PoV:
The last thing I remember was that bloody truck slamming into me, I thought there wasn't supposed to be pain in heaven? Grumbling pointlessly I looked around my surroundings, nothing but trees and a beach? A beach. A bloody beach I must have been hit a lot gentler then I thought because apparently I'm not in fact dead but have gone delusional, unless this was heaven which in my opinion is a pretty shitty one at that, not that I'm complaining hey at least I'm away from 'him' at this point I could have been bitch slapped all the way to a deserted island , which is looking highly possible, and I wouldn't complain.
Looking around I began to feel quite nervous actually, it was dark and I could barely see where I was going as I stumbled to sit down, it was then I noticed, my hands were tiny now I'm already a pretty small person but give me a break I have only just started puberty but these hands did not belong to me, they were small and chubby they looked like they belonged to a five year olds, looking down I saw my own tiny body the lack of chest didn't make much of a difference but I was so small, the cloths I wore barely fit onto my frame I slowly crawled on the sand to look in rock pool I could just make out glistening in the moonlight, as peered over to look into my age reversed reflection I could have cried, my once dull and lifeless emerald eyes held a new shine that I hadn't had before, my pale bony skin looked well looked after and chubby like a child's should and my black hair was still short will black side fringe framing my face. I couldn't help it, warm tears slid down my Rosie cheeks as I continued to stare at the girl in front of me perhaps this is what I would look like had my parents taken care of me. Who knows? All I know is that someone or something has given me another chance, to live. I continued to cry up into the bright light of the moon with puffy eyes and heavy breaths and I knew that no, I was not dead. Maybe in that other place I was but here I was alive and I sure as hell would live.
Writers note sorry it's a short chapter but im really tired and I want to get her back story fully written. I'll write another chapter tomorrow! See ya xx by skyparker2002