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by -Sharpie- 4/19/2011, 6:37 amProlouge: My Death(I sometimes title my prolouge)
You know how we're all told that we're gonna grow up, and be happy and get married? Well, that doesn't happen to all of us. I died at a young age. I only lived to see my 15th birthday, and trust me, my life was short and unhappy.
My mom died giving birth to me. My dad, well... He hated me since the day I was born until the day I died. He killed me actually... My big brother was the only break I ever got from this sadness in life. He was the reason I lived to see my fifteenth birthday, but no more. He, in fact, only lived to see his 17th year. He died, protecting me, and I will never forgive myself.
My dad was crazy in the head ever since mom died, or maybe before. (We'd never know.) We kept him out of the hospital by hiding everything he did to us, or more honestly, me.
When I was fourteen, I got pregnant, and everyone called me the meanest of names. But they didn't know the truth. They didn't know my father r**** me.
When I died, I was having my baby at home. We hadn't known until it was too late that she was coming. My father refused to listen or let me go to the hospital. My brother, Greg, tried to take me, but my father refused to let him, and he... he... he never saw it coming, until he was lying on the floor, bleeding to death. I had known me and my baby were next, but I couldn't run. I couldn't do anything but lie there as he killed us.
He went for the baby inside me, killing her first, by how, I can't recall. (Nor do I want to.) He then left me in my bedroom, windows locked, blinds down, and doors locked. He left me to die slowly and painfully while the only other sound in the room was Greg dying slowly, too. I was actually happy hen the room feel silent. That meant his suffering was over. I knew my big brother had gone to heaven. I was sure of it. But, I wasn't going anywhere. I had unfinished business to do... For my child and brother.
The lights went black as I had made my promise... My promise of revenge on the living soul of pure evil. My promise to avenge the deaths that my father.... No he isn't my father anymore... That George Crepler caused.
My name is Rue Shay, and this is my story of revenge...
You know how we're all told that we're gonna grow up, and be happy and get married? Well, that doesn't happen to all of us. I died at a young age. I only lived to see my 15th birthday, and trust me, my life was short and unhappy.
My mom died giving birth to me. My dad, well... He hated me since the day I was born until the day I died. He killed me actually... My big brother was the only break I ever got from this sadness in life. He was the reason I lived to see my fifteenth birthday, but no more. He, in fact, only lived to see his 17th year. He died, protecting me, and I will never forgive myself.
My dad was crazy in the head ever since mom died, or maybe before. (We'd never know.) We kept him out of the hospital by hiding everything he did to us, or more honestly, me.
When I was fourteen, I got pregnant, and everyone called me the meanest of names. But they didn't know the truth. They didn't know my father r**** me.
When I died, I was having my baby at home. We hadn't known until it was too late that she was coming. My father refused to listen or let me go to the hospital. My brother, Greg, tried to take me, but my father refused to let him, and he... he... he never saw it coming, until he was lying on the floor, bleeding to death. I had known me and my baby were next, but I couldn't run. I couldn't do anything but lie there as he killed us.
He went for the baby inside me, killing her first, by how, I can't recall. (Nor do I want to.) He then left me in my bedroom, windows locked, blinds down, and doors locked. He left me to die slowly and painfully while the only other sound in the room was Greg dying slowly, too. I was actually happy hen the room feel silent. That meant his suffering was over. I knew my big brother had gone to heaven. I was sure of it. But, I wasn't going anywhere. I had unfinished business to do... For my child and brother.
The lights went black as I had made my promise... My promise of revenge on the living soul of pure evil. My promise to avenge the deaths that my father.... No he isn't my father anymore... That George Crepler caused.
My name is Rue Shay, and this is my story of revenge...
