Welcome To The Twisted Land of Oz

Chapter 1: Dorothy and Toto

Dorothy Gale young and beautiful and pretty as well. She ran and ran in the rain and snow and came back home she had a troubled life from her family but that didn't really mattered to her what mattered to her was that she had everything and so far you'd think her life would be perfect.

But nope nothing was she was just like every other sad human being that roamed the earth. She tried to imagine her self wanting to be just far and away from the horrible life that she had but sadly that would never come no matter how hard she thought of the possiblity to herself nothing new would happen to her.

"If I died or went missing would anybody even care?" She lied on her bed wearing gothic attire as she thought the question to herself over and over to think of the answer.
As soon as she thought of the question to herself in her head she slowly came to the depressing conclusion that was "No, They wouldn't care nobody would care if I was gone!!!"
I mean it wasn't like anybody knew that she existed anyways.
So what would be the point of living she thought to herself.
These were the same shallow deep depressing sad thoughts that ran through her head every single day.
Her father had left her when she was a baby and her mother was a type of woman who would date and move on to the next guy her mother was known as the town whore.
Dorothy's brother Joseph was down stairs with their mother Mary Ann her brother on the other hand was different from her.
Joseph was the mentally challenged child of the family.
Joseph was 16 and Dorothy was 19 to be fair with it all.
And her absent father Mick was a wife beater a abusive drunk who drank beer and smoked and got addicted to alot of Cocaine and Meth he was never around mainly because he left because Dorothy her mother was cheating on him and he left and as he packed his shit and had went out the door.
Her life at school wasn't no different either kids constantly picked on her for the clothes that wears and the fact that she enjoyed drawing dark gothic style art and writing edgy poetry about how their were more sad things in life than happy things.
Every kid that teased her had labeled her as dark and sad with no personality or sense of humor.
"If I would've known how fucked up everything was gonna be in the near future, I would've been gone from the start!" She thought to herself again.

If only she knew that things were about to get alot more worse from here than it already was......

She could take it anymore so she tried many things to rid herself from existence she tried to committ suicide as one of many things such as overdosing on pills, slitting her wrists, hanging herself, drowning herself in the bathtub filled with water, shooting herself in head, etc.
No matter how many ways she could try and do it.........
It never worked!
Not like it would anyways.
Why would it matter?
It's not like anything had worked in her life before she never ever got what she wanted in the end.

(Next day)
Dorothy had walked home from school and like always her day was awful as ever like mostly always. And setting had caught her attention out from the corner of her eye.
When she looked she saw standing their pawing at her foot.
It was a stray miniature pug puppy with short black hair with white strip of fur running down between it's eyes it had a pushed in snout on the puppy's face as it whined at her for its attention.
Dorothy had picked the dog up and carried it home with her and spoke to it in a happy cutesy tone to calm the puppy down and as she arrived home she snuck the pug into her room and sat it down and began to pet it she washed it and groomed it.
Later that night she got tired and went to bed and the puppy slept with her as it rained and thundered outside her window.
As she fell asleep she muttered out to the puppy that slept beside her "Goodnight Toto!"
As the pug pup lied down and breathed out through it's nose and licked her face then it fell asleep as well along side of Dorothy.

To be continued....