He smiled. Took her arm and
lead her to the window.
"One day," whispered the man, "this world will be yours. Never forget that I'll be here for you." He lifted his content daughter and rocked her gently, until the adolescent child fell into the depths of sleep.
"Papa? Papa, where are you?" shouted Guinevere.
"Guin..." A last glimpse of his daughter was all he saw until Death dragged him to a new world. A beautiful woman strutted into the room.
"Miss Ranakan, Papa is dead!" Shouted Guin.
"I guess we don't need you around anymore." Cackled Miss Ranakan. The slender figure picked up the sobbing child and "removed" her.
Guin was trapped. Barely five, and trapped. Her father and mother were dead, and not even Miss Ranakan wanted her. She crawled behind a large pile of wood as the sky began to sob. M
The world is mine, Papa, but I don't know how to use it, thought Guin.
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Hello, Goodbye
Historical FictionA story about a young girl escaping her past and heading for the future.
