When her father asked her why she was born, she didn't respond. When he hit her, when he screamed at her that she "ruined his life", she didn't say a word. She didn't seem to talk at all, even when her father was passed out after a night of drunken rambling and screaming. The words in her head hurt her too much to speak. They filled her head, made her moves sluggish, and her body heavy. Her brother heard the words too, but they didn't seem to affect him as much as they did her. Or maybe he just hid it better. All she knew was that he didn't seem exhausted when he came home everyday, after leaving her locked in the crawlspace under the closet floor. It wasn't very big, but it allowed her to curl up into a ball when the words got to be too much. It was routine for her, sleep in the floor, wake up, get tossed around a bit, and then retreat back into the floor at night when her father passed out. So when the guards came and yanked her out of her hole, she was disturbed, so much so that she said the first word since she was 6 and her father had started beating her.
"Who?"
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Shining//Bellamy Blake
FanfictionDanny Torrance. It started with him. The gift, or curse depending on how you look at it. Fast forward a couple hundred years, and the last of the Torrances still bear the weight of hearing other peoples' thoughts. The difference between them, and Da...
