I wake up, I see my father with a knife telling me what ever happened in this house STAYS IN THIS HOUSE. He looks at me and says how easy it would be to slit my throat or Cora (my 9 year old sister) or Noah's (my 12 year old brother) or me Delilah (14 year old girl) I still remember the first time my dad started to do things..... he had these people come in the house usually from casinos or bars and called them strays or prays he would drug them and then have me or Cora talk to the woman and have them play a game and then dad would come and smack then have them unconscious. Then mama would have the men play her songs and dance with her. Then papa would tie the men to a chair and then murder the women in front of them and then dance with the women's dead body he would lick the blood coming out of there mouth me Cora and Noah would hide under my bed because it was the biggest. We would wait there for hours hearing the screaming Of the men. then papa would load the truck up with the body's and take them to the woods. we always knew never to look in the back of the truck when papa was heading towards the woods. There would be at least 3 people at our house a week. We where always told not to tell anyone. We where all homeschooled so we had no where to go. Then our life continues.............
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Lost in happiness
HorrorA story about a girl running away from her crazy mother and father, leaving her Brother and sister. finding herself in a more of a happy life with her animal friends and her treehouse.