As I am walking home I cant stop thinking about Dalilah. I met all of her brothers and sisters and gave them a lemon meringue pie, while I was at her house. I just can't get over how beautiful she is. She is still the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. When I get home I open the door slowly. It is quiet. Too quiet. I yell "Mom, I'm home!" She doesn't answer. Instead my dad bolts out of my parents room and yanks me up by the collar of my tank top. He is obviously in a drunken rage. Ever since my eighteen year old brother, Jacob, died in a car accident, my dad, Terry, wastes all of my mom, Mary, hard earned money. He yelled "Where have you been, boy!" I say, "Out and about." He pushes me up against the walk and hollers, "Now where we're you!" I say the same thing and he punches me in the face and laughs as I hit the floor. He says "I just love the thud sound you and your mother make when you hit the floor." I am so sick of him. I stand up and lunge at him. I grab his throat and kick him where the sun don't shine. Then I run into my parent's room to find my mom in a heap on the floor, while my dad screams out in pain. I slam the door, lock it, and pass out.
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The Deep Dark Stone Path
ParanormalDalilah and her family move to Montana after her mother's death. When they finally get settled in their house Dalilah finds out some incredible secrets that involve so many of the people and things around her. Will Dalilah be able to protect hersel...
