Helping Hand

Chapter 1

                Matilda was on a camping trip with her family. They were at a lodge in the Appalachian mountains. Matilda was currently on the dock at the lake. She let her feet touch the water, feeling the chill water on her toes as she sits there. A warm Summer breeze, this causes her long brown hair flying behind her. Her silver eyes reflecting the lush green forest, and the rippling clear water. The sight was breathtaking.

               " Matilda come and hang out with us!" yelled her dad. Matilda only grumbled as once again her trance was broken by her idiot parents. She gets up and walked to her parents not saying a word. " Matilda you should try to make friends. It would make us happy to know that you are somewhat normal." Matilda's mom said with a grimace on her face. Matilda knew that her mom and dad were trying to hide that their child was different than what they wanted. Matilda sits down on the log only to be fascinated by the flames of the fire. " Hey want to hear a ghost story?" asked her dad. Matilda thought about it and nods. " Alright! * clears throat* There was a boy named Benjamin. He came here with his dad one day. His father was an alcoholic and grew extremely violent when under the influence. He by now has clearly gotten drunk. His son acidently knocks over his beer. His father was enraged yelling " You shouldn't have done that!"

He starts to chase his son to this very lake. His son started to swim away, but his father caught up and dunked him down. Ben was running out of air. He was drowning... he was drowning...and his father did it. They say that at this lake you will see his ghost trapped here forever, never to ever rest." Her father finished the story. " What does he look like?" asked Matilda with a spark of intress. " Hey honey I think she is interested in something for once!" he said with a smirk. " Never mind." Matilda growled. She then went in side to go to sleep. 

A/N  Sorry for shitty intro.