Daddy's Little Girl

Prologue

It all began five days before my 16th birthday.

"On today's top news 15 year old Alice Winston went missing on the way home. Other's reported seeing her being with men while others said she was pulled into a van."

It was 1955 I remember like it was yesterday. The leaves were the perfect shade of orange and red. The soft autumn breeze blowing through my hair. The sun beaming nicely on my skin. Everyone greeting me with a smile and jokes. It was like any regular day or so I thought it was.

"Welcome back to today's news! The missing girl Alice Winston has been missing for 3 days now."

It was after school and I said goodbye to my friends. I was walking alone until these men came up to me and asked me if I wanted to go with them. I simply said no and continue walking home. However they didn't seem to like my answer and I was pulled into a van and a white cloth was over my face. Next thing I knew it I was out like a light bulb. It took me a while before I came to but when I did I was frighten. It was a very dimmed room. I noticed my left foot was chained to the bed framed. The wall looked soundproof it was also cold and dirty. I could remember I saw a few rats and cockroaches crawling around.

"Today's news missing girl Alice Winston is still missing police are still trying to find the girl but all they can get out where different sides of stories of different people."

It hurts.....what they are doing to me hurts. No matter how loud I can scream no one can hear me. They did things that are impossible and imaginable to say. Is this how I die? How long have I been here? I want my family.....my mother....my father. Daddy....where are you I'm scared.

"This just in the missing girl Alice Winston has been found. However she suffers extreme trauma. Mutilated and rape the girl was instantly rushed to the hospital while the suspects are being arrested for multiple charges."

I remember hearing other people's voices. "Get down and put your hands up"."Where is the girl". I couldn't scream and tell them I was here I was numb I couldn't feel anything in my body. The door swing open and a blinding light came through. I was so relief to see the light. I thought I'll never see it again. I can hear them talking but they are all muffled I was losing conscious and things turned black.

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen today is Friday October 13th 1955. The missing girl Alice Winston has been pronounced dead at the hospital beds. The day she turns 16 years old. May we all take a moment of silent."

Why is everything so cold? Why is everything still dark? Why am I not waking up? I looked around and next thing I knew it I was at my own funeral. I saw my lifeless body being dragged to the ground. I died on the day I turned 16. My mother was crying and so was my father. Their only daughter their only child dead. I wanted to hug them and tell them I was okay but I couldn't they can't see me, hear me, or touch me. I was dead alright, dead and full of anger and hate. Several years pass my father who is a doll maker made a doll called "Daddy's Little Girl". The doll looked like me when I turned 16. It was displayed for many to see and pay their respects. When my mother died my father grew weak and eventually died. They ascended to a place I can't go. For I am a hateful spirit seeking upon revenge. As long my spirit is alive I will never let anyone hurt this house or father's little girl.