He walked towards me like he was trying not to destroy everything. But he would. He always did. Today he came home drunk and looking rather irascible, which was startling because I now knew that it was gonna be the harshest day. Mostly because today was when Danica went missing.
"Where are you Galaxia!?" He had yelled when he walked through the front door; slamming furniture left and right.
I peeked through the little space between my bedroom door and the wall, just to find him stomping towards my way. I wanted to tell somebody what was happening but I couldn't because he would find out. He found everything out.
By now I was pressed viciously against the wall, my eyes securely shut.
"It's because of you she disappeared! If she hadn't gone with you, she would have been home right now, eating dinner downstairs, laughing at some joke she found hilarious, you outcast!" He hissed with venom leaking immensely through his words while bringing his fist up, aiming to hit my stomach like always.
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Happiness burst into my heart while I ran to the door, ignoring my brother's protests. But once I opened the birch wood door in front of me, dread took over my mind, and my features became emotionless, unable to speak.
"Galaxia who's at th-"
The abhorrent man before me smirks and walks inside.
"Don't you dare ever lay a step inside this house Father." Andrew loathes in disgust. The malicious look on his face didn't falter as Father inched closer to me very slowly and steadily; while pulling out a dagger. "Did you n-"
Andrew cuts off seething with anger as my Father spins, along with headlocks me; knife at neck.
"Speak once more, and you will never see your beloved sister ever again."
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--Contains violence (e.g., abuse)
--This story was for schoolwork, and has been left on a cliffhanger to meet the marking requirements. Let me know of I should continue.
(Pinterest Prompt)
Started: June 12, 2
Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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