The Scary Life

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *Julia1002 (01), Sep 22, 2011.

  1. Maggie laid there, blood on the floor screaming as her father painfully slapped her. He was drunk, as usual. Maggie was 12 yers old. Her mother died when Maggie was just 4 years old. Ever since then her father had been depressed and would let his anger out on Maggie. Maggie lived in an old house in the middle of nowhere that her parents built when they got married. After Maggies father passed out she quietly crept up to the cold dusty attic where she slept every night. She laid out her blanket on the floor and laid down to go to sleep. She couldnt. Maggie could never fall asleep since the night her father did the worst thing she could ever imagine....

    This is my first story sorry if it suckss 
     
  2. Cool bro loveeee it!
     
  3. Thanks, heres an update

    It was a rainy december night Maggie and her sister Abby were cleaning up downstairs before their dad came home from the bar. Abby was washing dishes when her father stormed through the door yelling curse words. He scared Abby so she dropped the plate she was cleaning and it came to a shatter as it hit the floor. Abby backed away from her father begging him not to punish her and just as Maggie walked into the room her father pulled out a gun and shot Abby. Maggie couldnt beleive what her father had just done so she ran to her father and started hitting and punching him until her dad put the gun to Maggies head. Everything became quiet and her father removed the gun from her head as he walked to his room mumbling things like stupid b**** and f*** her. Maggie cleaned up her sisters blood and rushed up to the attic leaving poor innocent Abby on the floor. Since then Maggie could never fall asleep no matter how tired she was.

    Sorry it was so longg, hope you like it
     
  4.  Poor Abbey!
     
  5. Sorry if this part is kinda boring

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    So as Maggies eyes slowly began to close after no sleep for a week her stomach growled. She forgot to eat something before her father came home from the bar. Her father did not allow Maggie to eat. He said it was a waste of food and anyways he wanted her to be weak so she couldnt fight back. So anyways Maggie has only snuck downstairs to get food one time with Abby when they hadnt eating in eight days. Luckily they didnt get caught. So Maggie tip-toed down the attic steps and swiftly walked to the fridge. She grabbed the only thing in there other than beer which was a jar of pickles. She struggled to open the jar and then it suddenly slipped of the counter and on to the floor as the sharp glass shattered and flew into her skin making blood ooze out of her legs making her scream a peircing yelp. Her father stormed out of his room and he wasnt happy...
     
  6. Poor girl 
     
  7. OMG!! I hate him. Some dad he is.
     
  8. She woke up to a sharp pain that spread throughout her whole body. She held her breath as she slowly sat up. She was in the kitchen. It all came back to her... She dropped the jar as it shattered to the floor. In only a few seconds her dad was out there with a bat. He started yelling so loudly you could probably hear him from a mile away. She was smacked around with the bat. That was all she remembered. Her dad wasnt home so she decided to cleanup a bit. With a cooking glove she picked up the sharp peices of glass, then cleaned out her wounds and sat down to relax. She thought about what was going on. How terrible her father was to her and how much she missed her mother and sister. She couldnt take this anymore but she wasnt just gonna kill herself. She left. Simply walked out the door and trudged down the street. Boy was her dad going to come home to a suprise or what?
     
  9. She walked down the road only seeing 1 or 2 unfamiliar cars pass by. It seemed as if she was walking for hours once she came to a small rundown rest stop. While she was in there eating a burger with some of the money she stole from her fathers room a young lady and man came up to her. Hmmm where have i seen them before? Maggie thought. Aha, they were the only people that went to her sisters "funeral" other than her. I think they are my aunts from my moms side said Maggie in her head. She thought about going up to them and ended up doing just that. Right as she stood up to talk to them, you wouldnt beleive who stormed through the door....