Dear diary.
February 24, 2009
We all must have reached that stage in life when we are paranoid whenever the lights are turned off, I've been sleeping in this darkness since mama died a year ago.
Even in death, I could still hear her sing me her favorite lullaby and see her watching me while I bathed and combed my hair, but recently I've been seeing less and less of her. She no longer shows up when daddy tries to-
KNOCK KNOCK
The loud knocking was heard on the door to my room.
I hurried and hid my diary in the nightstand while I pulled the covers up to my shoulders and acted like I was asleep.
The door creaked open a moment later and lights flooded my little room casting a shadow of my father on the wall I'm now facing.
Breath Camila
Breath normally
Don't let him know you are awake.
A little voice spoke gently into my ear.
Soon I started to calm down.
Well, that was until the bed dipped telling me he's now beside me.
My heart skipped a beat then picked up a thousand paces. I wept silent tears...
Not again
Please dad
I tried speaking out those words but my mouth just refused to open...
I felt as he placed his hand on my hip and started moving up towards my Breast...
If there is a god... Please save me
I silently started crying
"Please" I whispered
I felt as the hand stopped touching me.
Until
I was grabbed by the hair and yanked out of bed. I kicked and screamed as I was led out of the room and into the hallway.
No...
No...
"HELP... SOMEONE ANYONE HELP!!!" I screamed as my vision started to blur.
We reached the stairs to the basement he picked me up off the ground and held me so I was looking straight at him.
"dad please not down there" I whispered as I look at him tears pouring out my eyes. His big chocolate eyes stared at me with only hatred and before I knew it he pushed me. its as though everything was in slow motion I watched as he watched me fall, not a single drop of regret was seen in his eyes and when I started rolling down the stairs and then heard a crack I peeped at him he had a very satisfying smirk on his face then slammed the door shut and locked it.
I looked around and realized I was getting very dizzy... So I crawled with much difficulty to the other side of the room that was lit with moonlight and laid there on the cold ground. My left leg was twisted at an odd angle, I stared at the moon through the window.
"Mother...
If you can hear me since you can't come here anymore...
Please send someone to protect your daughter from this fucked up life.
I smiled faintly as I remembered what mom would do whenever I swore...
1 year ago...
"DEAR FOOD IS READY" my mom yelled from the kitchen
On my way towards my seat at the table, I bumped my toe.
"HOLY MATHA- MARY OF JERUSALEM!!" I yelled as I sat on the floor blowing on my pinkie toe
"its okay mamas here" I cooed my own foot.
While my father is having a hell of a good time laughing his ass off banging the table almost falling off his seat.
I glared at him as I stood up and make my way to him...
"I hope you bump your toe too and see who will be laughing"
He stopped laughing and wiped tears from his eye...
"Aww, my baby is trying to curse" he cooed while eating a piece of bacon
"eat shit," I said as I took my seat
Mom just entered when I said that she placed the other plates on the table walked over to me and held me by the ear.
" Camila, your 16 apologize!" she said as her grip tightened on my ear
"fine" I turned to look at my bastard of a father to see he's having a hell of a good time watching me suffer. she released my ear and began sharing my food.
his dark brown hair was extra shiny tonight.
his brown eyes held nothing but happiness while he was looking at me.
I let off a shaky breath then said
"DIE MATHA FCKA!!" grabbed my plate and ran upstairs before mom could even catch me.
"Remember I also cook breakfast," she said tauntingly
I just laughed and enjoyed my meal in my room I then placed the plate outside my room
I heard something outside so I pulled my door and saw a glass of water with a note " sleep, tight sweety"
that night I had the strangest dream
I was watching my self-sleep, I looked so peaceful I smiled to my self.
but my smile almost faded
something was watching me while I slept. It bends down and sat on the bed then said "I love you and will always protect you when you need me the most... I'll be there" it then turned at looked directly at me and smiled " I promise" then disappeared and I woke up looking around my room for the ginger-haired boy I saw in my dream.
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I opened my eyes and realized I fell asleep in the pool of my own blood I looked at my scars this time and realized there weren't any.
baffled by this discovery I checked to see if my leg was still twisted only to be baffled even more what the-
"I healed them"
I turned and saw the same boy I saw in my dreams wearing the same clothes
"who are you?" I asked
"do you want him dead?" he asked
"who?"
"your 'father' " he said with distaste
"I just want to leave" I whispered I don't want my father to die because I know my mom loved him, annnddd she'll probably kill him a second time and I don't want my mom to be in hell.
"who are you," I asked once more
he stood up straighter and walked out into the moonlight so I could see his face better
he smiled then said
"I'm prince Eric a vampire and I'm here to take you home"
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thanks for reading this stupid thing.
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Short Storyhello, this book is about the great wattpad write-off competition that I'm in at the moment, so these stories are the prompt that they told us to do so..... yeah I think that's about it.
