Neveah was an 8 year old girl ,Her father was drunk everynight, her mother was currently the only employed member of the family, and her 12 year old brother, Obrey, was always out with friends. But one night her mother came home flustered after a hard day at work, her hair that was now in a messy bun, covered her face. Neveah had been sitting at the kitchen table drawing when her mother sat her purse on the table. She greeted her mother whom had dark bags under her eyes. Her mother didn't respond as she trudged up the steps. The only thing her mother said to her before she had gone up the stairs was "honey. Please go to sleep. Don't end up like mommy and not rest. It's not good for you." Those were the last words her mother would say to her... Her mother walked into her room and closed the door loudly. Her father had already fallen asleep in her room. Neveah could hear a loud grunt as her father awoke. He started to yell. Her mother had woken him. She could hear muffled yells as her mother was thrown against the bedroom door. Her mother was so tired she couldn't defend herself. The force of her mother against the door made it swing open. Her father yelled horrible names at her mother. Like "whore" and "bitch". Neveah covered her ears and quickly got under the table. Her father was violent when he got this drunk but he was taking it further than ever today. After her mother had gotten up her head was bleeding violently. She stumbled towards the stairs untill the father came up behind her and shoved her down. Neveah heard the loud thud of her mother's body hitting the stairs repeatedly. Until it stopped. Neveah was crying under the table as she held her ears. When the noise stopped she uncovered her ears but was still crying. She crawled out from under the table to see her mother's mangled body at the bottom of the stairs. She quickly grabbed her mom's purse and got her phone. She dialed 911 but her father stomped down the stairs. He saw that she had the mother's phone. he growled and got a nearby object. It was a glass cup. He smashed the cup over her head. She crumpled to the floor and blacked out.
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Constricted (A Fanmade Creepypasta)
HorrorUggghhhh... sorry if it sucks. I haven't written anything like this before. I've been obsessed with creepypasta lately. I've been watching and reading this stuff non-stop for the past 2 weeks.