The day started off like any other with me and my father bickering about our family's murderous legacy. Though today it felt different. I felt like I could finally stand up to him. It was terrifying with all things considered but I couldn't stop myself from saying what I was about to next. "I'd rather die than follow in your footsteps." There was a time where I looked up to my dad but that was before he murdered my mother in cold blood. By the timespan of a minute, my father walked away and made a call. I had no clue who he had on the phone. I told myself everything was going to be fine because he's my father and he loves me like any father should their daughter but little did I know that call would forever change my perspective on him. He made me a cup of tea and asked to talk to me. How could I have known what he was going to do next? Before words could slip out of his mouth, I took a sip of the tea to be nice but it tasted different. It kind of tasted like cinnamon. It took me a while to figure it out but by the time I did, I was already unconscious on the ground. Before I fell onto my back, I got this feeling. It felt like I was flying and dying at the same time. If that's even possible. My last thought before blacking out was that I was poisoned by my own father. Honestly it seemed horrible at the time but little did I know that it really was nothing compared to what he would do next. But how could I possibly know? I'm just a child after all. A stupid one but still a child.
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Poison
FanfictionDaughter of Charles Lee Ray (Amelia (Ray) McAddams) who is not quite human is pushed by her father to earn jock (Junior Wheeler)'s trust to then murder him. Will she do it? Is she truly 100% her father's daughter?