Before reading this be forewarned that the subject matter is very taboo and deals with paedophillia and murder, let it be known im against paedophillia but I think all paedos should be killed in the most slowest horrible way possible. Emm constructive and honest critisizim please, if you think its a bad story, elaborate tell me why and tell me what I should do right but try not to be condesending. Thanks.
Hi my names Annie im eight years old, I live with my brother Daniel, he’s only five, and I live wth my daddy. I used to have a mammy but she died in a car crash. My daddys always mad, I used to like barbies, now I have no toys, Daniel used to play with action man, but now all his toys are gone, our rooms are grey, we have no posters. My room is cold, my blankets always wet. The only thing we have to play with is daddy, and daddys always mad.
“Yea i’ll work tomorrow im feeling ill at the moment"my daddy says to the person on the phone, his face is red and he breaths heavy. Daddys angry. Daniel hides behind me, I tell him everythings going to be ok. But everything is never ok. Daddy bangs the phone down, he glares at me, he walks over to us and drags us into the kitchen. “You have been bad” he yells at me and Daniel. Daniel cries, and daddy kicks him in the stomach, “now you got something to cry for you little fucker, now its time to punish you, yea punish you both." I try to reach for Daniel but daddy yanks my hand. He throws us into the kitchen. Daniel hits a window cracking it. My daddy yells and kicks him in the face. I whimper, my daddy spits at me. Then he turns to me with a smile and says “its time to play."
He throws me down on the ground, he kisses me on my face and licks my ears, his hands go down between my legs and he orders me to take my clothes off. He undoes his belt and takes out mr snake, its time for me to play with his puppet as he punchs my face. He asks me to suck it, I don’t like this game. I pretend its a strawberry lollipop but it doesn’t work. My name is Annie and im eight years old, I want to play a new game with daddy, one involving knives. He pushs me away and his snake goes up my bum, I cry, this hurts so much, “I don’t like this game daddy” he grunts and punchs me in the face. I wake up and daddys still playing with me. I have cuts on my face and brusies all over me. He pushs me away and he goes for Daniel.
Its Daniels first time to play this game, I try to protect him but get kicked away, I warn Daniel that the game hurts, to think of other things, Daniel crys. Daddy throws him to the ground and his hands go over his body. Daniel squirms. “I feel like a shower boy, your coming with me” I try run after them but my daddy just punchs me, I fall down and bang my head off the tiled floor. Daniel and daddy disappear upstairs. I grab a knife. Tonight im gonna kill my daddy. “Tonight we play my game, tonight we play my game” I say over and over again thinking about the knife piercing daddys chest. “Tonight we play my game, tonight we play” a giggle escapes my throat.
I go upstairs and hear the shower still going I hear Daniel scream and cry, I hear daddy shout something, I hide in daddys room behind a door. I hear the shower stop, I hear my daddy shout “go into my room and dress yourself you dirty fuck” then I hear a smack. I see Daniel come in he doesn’t see me. Daddy follows, drying his hair, I lung at him and stab him in the back, I twist the blade and scream “now we get to play”, daddy feebly pushs me away. He falls down making a gurgling noise, and I hand Daniel the knife, he looks at me tears steaming down his face, “finish the game Daniel, im sorry I couldn’t protect you!" He looks at me then back at this man that I once called daddy, he looks at me again and laughs, then he grabs the strange mans head and tilts it back, he drags the knife against his neck, it looks like his neck smiles, his neck spits blood. My name is Annie im eight years old, my brothers name is Daniel he is five years old and tonight we killed a man that used to be our daddy.
The next day the police come and take us away, we go into Juvenille hall and never see each other anymore, the guards beat me, I barely get fed and my cell cell is freezing, my mind turns to mush and I go insane, I get realeased at the age of ten. My name is Daniel and this is my story. a few years ago my father or the asshole that was unfortunatly my father used to rape me and my sister Annie. He only had one chance with me before I slit his throat, I remember Annie handing me the blade, she was covered in blood and the blade was slick. I remember my fathers gurgles as his body began to twitch, I remember his eyes go blank and I remember laughing. Now im in foster care, and my new family have no idea who I am and they never will. I just turned seventeen, iv been here for some years now, but I barely talk. I know nothing of the people I am living with nor do I care. I get fed and I have a roof over my head and thats all I care about. I received some information concerning the prick I put into the ground, he killed my mother in order to get insurance then he raped me and my sister. I want to see Annie again, but last I heard she was on the other side of the country. Tomorrows christmas, oh joy time for trivial meaningless bullshit. My name is Daniel and I killed my father.
