A Voice. (preview)

Unlucky

  "Thud" I step out of bed and stretch my tired body. I hear the sound of a blender and head downstairs to grab a drink.  "Thud" the wooden floor board breaks under the slight pressure of my foot. I sigh and return to making my drink. Mum walks in and see's the rickety board split in half. "Thud" She steps forward and grabs the phone. She proceeds to call a number. I assume it's someone to fix the newly broken floor. In this case that person is my dreaded father. "Thud" I leap back shocked to see my fruit smoothie all over the wall. My foot falls into the pit left behind from the broken floor board. "Thud, thud" I hear my dads foot steps. I free my foot and run to my room. "Thud" I slam the door.
    " Come play outside with me I want to play" a voice inside my mind says. I can't i say. "WHY NOT?" My fathers home and I don't want to see him. "Okay then we will play once he is gone." The voice driving me mad would never leave me alone. No matter what. " Sally... Why don't we play inside? O..okay. I look over and see a doll rolling off a shelf towards me. Be careful with her, she's my favourite! " I will little one. don't you worry." I see the doll tilt in a jolt. CAREFULL! "Sorry Sally I didn't mea.." The doll falls and its head rolls along the floor. It stops rolling facing towards me in a strange manner. " I'm so sorry little one, I guess we can wait to play. " MY DOLL! YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE! "I di.."
"SALLY KEEP IT DOWN, WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO!" Yells my once again heavily intoxicated father. N..nothing. NO ONE!
A small soulless tear rolled down my face. My mind was filled with only one thought. No voices, just a thought. He did that purposely. A fact, just a straight soulless fact. Just some bad luck I think, he is just a voice. Not real, just a voice. Just some wind, no push. Just wind. "Thud, thud"

To be continued, this is only a preview.