Chapter 1
Her name was Lily, she had long golden blonde hair and beautiful green emerald eyes that shone like stars. She was, six years of age and full of life. Nothing could stop her, but something did stop her, stopped her heart still. Left her breathless, left her a lifeless, ghostly blue corspe. She was brutetaly murdered. She was told storys by her Nanny Rose-a not to into the woods she would say "Don't go into the woods... you're sure to get a big surprise." she would say harshly in her thick jamaican accent. Many a people had been found in the woods just outside the village of Flyheath, also found left, lifeless and as still a stone. In the middle of the woods was a clearing, a lake, well a swamp that looked just like a lake. It was misty and slowly deteriating at the sides. Full of rotting, life. Her parents were hardly around and took no notice of Lily. Lily's mother was short, stumpy and wide, with long flowing dyed brown hair. Her father a tall ghostly figure who was seen rarest of them all, he was tall and slender with pearcing jet black eyes and sweepy mousey blond hair. They did not expect a little girl. They did not want a little girl. They did not want a child. They just wanted to be alone in their magnificant house. Alone. Just Alone. Their selfishness drove Lily to destructive actions and ambitions.
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