Broken
OKAY WELL I GOT BORED AND STARED WRITING A STORY SO HERE'S THE FIRST CHAPTER...I THINK ITS GOOD BUT WRITE A COMMENT AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK...SO HERE IT IS THE STORY IS CALLED BROKEN. HERE IS CHAPTER 1....
We all have something to hide. Just for some of us the thing that we try to hide the hardest always comes back to haunt us. When it does come out we all have a feeling of relief. Like we don’t have to hide anymore. Some people may look down on you for the secret that you’ve kept others on the other hand may think of you as a brave person. But what if your secret was so horrible that everybody looked down on you even yourself. This is a story of a girl named Charlie that did the unthinkable. What is that you may ask well keep reading and you will soon find out.
Charlie was a misunderstood girl. She was classified as the typical stereotype girl that didn’t fit in. She was the brainy, funny and quirky girl that it was so easy for you to like her. But Charlie had a dark side you see. She was an outcast in her own family. Her older sister Jenny a high school cheer leader and her brother captain of the football team. Her mother poured herself over her prissy little girl. Her father was obsessed with his son and his football career. Freshman year was quickly coming in Charlie’s way. She so bad to be like her sister. Popular cute and of course to date the high school quarter back. Charlie did of course have friends her friends were just like her. Charlie was the life of her “clique”
At night Charlie had these strange dreams in one she saw a knife covered in blood. In another she heard the shrill cries of a young girl. She woke up scared and covered in sweat. What did these dreams mean she wondered. Still no matter how hard she tried to rid these nightmares they still found their back into her dreams. She sought help from the school counselor knowing that her parents wouldn’t believe her let alone give her the time of day. The counselor was no help what so ever. The dreams kept coming back. She finally cracked and went a total of three whole weeks without sleep just to rid these dreams. She did everything she could drank twelve cups of coffee in one day, drinking three to four 2 liters of mouton dew and Pepsi max everyday. They helped for a short time then became meaner and angrier everyday. Her grades started to fall and she was one by one losing all her friends until she eventually she had none.
One day when Charlie was watching TV she saw something about a person who was having the same types of dreams. The only thing he had to do was live the whole dream so that night she finally fell asleep and waiting for her where the dreams that were slowly but surely destroying her life. This dream would be the one with the blood covered knife.
Sitting on the kitchen counter was a large butcher knife. Charlie grabbed it and went up to the attic. The attic was cold and dark. Only to be lit by the full moon. The night was cold and windy, the sound of rain feel on the window while the window panes smashed into the window. There she found her sister looking for her old cheerleading costume. Charlie slowly and quietly walked up behind her. BOOM! Charlie’s sister fell to the ground with a knife in her back and blood running onto the floor. Hearing the thud of a dead body falling to the floor her mother soon ran to the attic there Charlie hid behind the water damaged boxes and waited for her mother to rush to her perfect and now dead daughter.
Charlie ran to her crying mother not to comfort her but to do the same that she had done to her sister. BOOM! Another down and two to go. In the basement was her father. The room was dim the basement had been transformed into a home theater room where her father only got up to wipe the crumbs from his chest. Charlie stood behind him the speakers where blaring the sounds of the movie so her father had no idea that she was behind him let alone that she had even come in the room. Before he even realized she was in the room she stabbed him in the heart. She struggled to pull out the knife that she had killed three people already with. Now it was time for the finale one, her brother. Her brother was outside practicing with a friend. He turned around to see his sister doing the unexpected. Running right at him with a knife Charlie came charging. Her brother was in to much shock. Kind of like a deer in the headlights I guess. BOOM! Another one down and there was a guest so she just had to treat him to the daily special.
The next day when she woke up she woke up the screams and the blaring sirens of a ambulance and men yelling different codes to each other. When she got out of her bed and went up to the attic where most of the men had been she realized what had happened. She had killed her family. Each and every one of them. She thought she was still dreaming but when she saw what had happened she new that this was no dream. Everybody knew who had done it but no one wanted to believe it. What 15 year old girl would kill her own family. I’ll tell you one that had no self control and was tired if being the shadow of something better. People later found her guilty of killing her family and she was taken to a mental hospital where she later died. People have come and gone in that house. More have come but mostly never come back. People say that the night she killed her parents she comes back from the dead and kills anybody who’s in that house.
We all have something to hide. Just for some of us the thing that we try to hide the hardest always comes back to haunt us. When it does come out we all have a feeling of relief. Like we don’t have to hide anymore. Some people may look down on you for the secret that you’ve kept others on the other hand may think of you as a brave person. But what if your secret was so horrible that everybody looked down on you even yourself. This is a story of a girl named Charlie that did the unthinkable. What is that you may ask well keep reading and you will soon find out.
Charlie was a misunderstood girl. She was classified as the typical stereotype girl that didn’t fit in. She was the brainy, funny and quirky girl that it was so easy for you to like her. But Charlie had a dark side you see. She was an outcast in her own family. Her older sister Jenny a high school cheer leader and her brother captain of the football team. Her mother poured herself over her prissy little girl. Her father was obsessed with his son and his football career. Freshman year was quickly coming in Charlie’s way. She so bad to be like her sister. Popular cute and of course to date the high school quarter back. Charlie did of course have friends her friends were just like her. Charlie was the life of her “clique”
At night Charlie had these strange dreams in one she saw a knife covered in blood. In another she heard the shrill cries of a young girl. She woke up scared and covered in sweat. What did these dreams mean she wondered. Still no matter how hard she tried to rid these nightmares they still found their back into her dreams. She sought help from the school counselor knowing that her parents wouldn’t believe her let alone give her the time of day. The counselor was no help what so ever. The dreams kept coming back. She finally cracked and went a total of three whole weeks without sleep just to rid these dreams. She did everything she could drank twelve cups of coffee in one day, drinking three to four 2 liters of mouton dew and Pepsi max everyday. They helped for a short time then became meaner and angrier everyday. Her grades started to fall and she was one by one losing all her friends until she eventually she had none.
One day when Charlie was watching TV she saw something about a person who was having the same types of dreams. The only thing he had to do was live the whole dream so that night she finally fell asleep and waiting for her where the dreams that were slowly but surely destroying her life. This dream would be the one with the blood covered knife.
Sitting on the kitchen counter was a large butcher knife. Charlie grabbed it and went up to the attic. The attic was cold and dark. Only to be lit by the full moon. The night was cold and windy, the sound of rain feel on the window while the window panes smashed into the window. There she found her sister looking for her old cheerleading costume. Charlie slowly and quietly walked up behind her. BOOM! Charlie’s sister fell to the ground with a knife in her back and blood running onto the floor. Hearing the thud of a dead body falling to the floor her mother soon ran to the attic there Charlie hid behind the water damaged boxes and waited for her mother to rush to her perfect and now dead daughter.
Charlie ran to her crying mother not to comfort her but to do the same that she had done to her sister. BOOM! Another down and two to go. In the basement was her father. The room was dim the basement had been transformed into a home theater room where her father only got up to wipe the crumbs from his chest. Charlie stood behind him the speakers where blaring the sounds of the movie so her father had no idea that she was behind him let alone that she had even come in the room. Before he even realized she was in the room she stabbed him in the heart. She struggled to pull out the knife that she had killed three people already with. Now it was time for the finale one, her brother. Her brother was outside practicing with a friend. He turned around to see his sister doing the unexpected. Running right at him with a knife Charlie came charging. Her brother was in to much shock. Kind of like a deer in the headlights I guess. BOOM! Another one down and there was a guest so she just had to treat him to the daily special.
The next day when she woke up she woke up the screams and the blaring sirens of a ambulance and men yelling different codes to each other. When she got out of her bed and went up to the attic where most of the men had been she realized what had happened. She had killed her family. Each and every one of them. She thought she was still dreaming but when she saw what had happened she new that this was no dream. Everybody knew who had done it but no one wanted to believe it. What 15 year old girl would kill her own family. I’ll tell you one that had no self control and was tired if being the shadow of something better. People later found her guilty of killing her family and she was taken to a mental hospital where she later died. People have come and gone in that house. More have come but mostly never come back. People say that the night she killed her parents she comes back from the dead and kills anybody who’s in that house.
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