My house loomed over me. It seemed like it shouldn’t be there. I sighed and walked in. There was still a faint smell of blood in the air. Some one had turned on all the fans in the house. I had a flash-back. Opal and I were sitting on the stairs. I pushed her. I was just fooling around so it wasn’t hard. She pushed me a bit harder, and then I did the same to her. It went back in forth, until it was my turn again, I pushed her so hard that she fell down the stairs. The stairs were wood. I was afraid to look. She went on her hands and knees. She looked at me. She wasn’t smiling. She looked angry. I saw there were cuts in her face.

The flash-back ended.

“Welcome home Mara.” A man walked around the corner.

“What are you doing here!?” Mother shrieked. The man looked at her and smiled.

“I got away.”  He went back into the kitchen.

“Who is…?” I asked.

“No one, Go play… in your room.” Mom said. She went into the kitchen. I walked up the stairs.

Left hallway

Third door

I walked into a small room. There were stairs leading up to what looked like an attic. There was a white bed, with red sheets there was a small circular window above the bed. Red curtains hung from it. The walls were hard wood, and so was the floor. A small dresser was at one end of the room. Dog and cat figures covered the dresser. So, I like cats and dogs. I looked out the window.

 Crash!

I jumped and ran down stairs. I went into the kitchen. Mother was holding a piece of glass in her hand. She must’ve broken one of the plates. The man was lying on the floor. Blood was dripping out from his neck. She started to sob. I walked over. She looked up.

“This man…” She said. “Is your father...”

A thousand images flashed through my mind. They’re all with this man. Him drunk, smacking my mom in the face. Him laughing evilly. HIm coming home with girls I dind't know. It ended with him fainting a bear bottle heaing in my direction.

I was breathing heavily.

“He is no father of mine.” I went back up the stairs. I could hear Mother sobbing. I tried to hold back my tears. How could some one be this horrible? How did Mom put up with it? How did I put up with it? Shouldn’t I’ve done something about it? Why didn’t I! I was in my room by now. I smacked my head on the wall. I moaned. Not because of the pain, but because, I wished with all my heart, which could just… only… remember.

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The chapters are a bit long for this story. I don't know where my inpiration came from. I think from some girl's presentation in my class. She was talking about animals... It'll all make sense once you read the story. This story (On my word perfect) Is 159 pages long :D Hopefully I'll be able to get it all on here.
Mara may seem to have no personality after she forgets everything, but she really actually kind of does... She is forgettful, she is always consumed in her problems. She thinks everything is her fault. She is good at drawing but is a bit of a slob at times. She only has maybe... four friends? Poor thing. My favourite charactors are Mark and Raven! Mark is hillarious. You'll meet him soon enough. Raven is an emotionless creep who likes Mark a little bit too much. Mark is completely terrified of her. Johnny and MArk are complete opisites so they get into a lot of fights.
JESSE is probably wins the funniest charactor award. When she is first introduced she seems to have no personality, but MAra says something and Jesse goes sister crazy. Some of the charactors are based off of real people who I have to put up with :P
Jesse is actualy based off my sister, but her personality isn't really this crazy, but it's very close to. I've been working on this story for over a year, and once I get it revised a bunch of times I plan on getting it published! Yay me! I hope this "guidance" has helped you haha.

updated Feb 8 '10 by BlackxWaters