hauntingly beautiful

Prologue
           “ I’m home! Where are you rotten kids?!” my father shouted, sweat dripping down from his flushed red face.
            My brother clamped a hand across my lips, as my eyes widened with fear. “Be quiet. Don’t let him hear us.” Cameron whispered, as he peeked through the closet door.
            I gulped, as a tear spilled from my eye. It rolled down my cheek, landing slowly on the side of my brother’s hand.
            Suddenly, the closet door swung open, revealing my drunken father, whose bloodshot eyes were filled with rage and anger.
            He pulled me from my neck, as I choked from his tight grasp on my throat. “You two idiots are trying to hide?! You should be punished for hiding from your own father!”
            My abusive father pulled me up, holding my by the neck, tightening his grip by the second.
            He slammed me against the chipped wall, as my breath shortened.
            My eyes watered, as black dots began to come to my vision. I could no longer breathe.
            “Dad, please let Hayden go.” My older brother begged, appearing on his knees.
            Immediately, I was dropped.
            I landed flat on the floor, clutching my newly bruised throat.
            I watched with wide eyes, as my father hovered over Cameron. “If your disgrace of a sister should not be harmed, then you shall.” He slurred.
            I shut my eyes tightly, as I helplessly heard the sound of my father’s hard knuckles coming in contact with Cameron’s face.
            I heard a few more nasty cracks, but not before the front door swung open.
            Standing in the doorframe were four policemen, all holding guns to my father’s head.
            I backed up to the corner, as my father took out a gun from his back pocket.
            “Step away from the child!” an angry policeman roared.
            My father was too useless and drunk to listen.
            With one pull of the trigger, my brother was lying in his own pool of deep red blood.
            Another gun shot went off.
            My father lied motionlessly beside Cameron.

I sprang up from my bed, as I panted.
I then noticed that there were tears rolling down my temples, and sweat forming on my forehead.
It was just another bad dream.
Another bad dream that included my psychopathic father.
And of course, my brother who was now dead because of me.

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hauntingly beautiful Prologue “ I’m home! Where

1117 faves · 85 comments · Jan 16, 2012 3:29pm

flossydossy · 1 decade ago
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This has do many faves!
It's the most faves on a story Ive EVER seen
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Bubble_Bunny615 · 1 decade ago
im crying...
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Sparkle4 · 1 decade ago
It's good! I would watch how you decide to phrase things just a little though. I don't think a drunk man would use the word "shall." But hey, what do I know anyway? :) keep up the good work! xo
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margiemscott · 1 decade ago
awwww♥♥
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animalove01 · 1 decade ago
WHY ARE YOU SO GREAT AT WRITING?!
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Saint Jimmy†* · 1 decade ago
yes, keep writing it! exciting

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kd00 · 1 decade ago
cool! shoot me a notification of when the next chapter is out unless that one makes it o the top as well :)
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Morgz126 · 1 decade ago
omg i love this story please tell me when the next chapter is out!!!!!
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emogirl_zoe · 1 decade ago
omg pleeasee keep goin! i got chills :P
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WordsFail_MusicSpeaks · 1 decade ago
This sounds like it's gonna be a really good story (:
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AmandaxXx · 1 decade ago
omg!! this is so good! keep writing more. (and by the way, you are better than most professional writers out there. I think you could make it as an author!)
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