Each day moves by slowly. I feel that everything is my fault. It’s my responsibility to look after her, but every time I see her wretched face the anger wells up within. How can I look into her vile eyes and feel some sort of love for her? I am a terrible mother, but every time I see her hideous face, my selfishness spirals up inside me. She has broken through her chains again today. “You wretch” I screech out in anger, slamming the door behind me and locking the latch. 1
The rain has started pouring down from above, bashing on the tin roof. I kneel on my knees by the kitchen window, tears streaming down my face. “God, have mercy on me’. The rain is coming down much heavier now. “Make me a good mother, please, please’ I continue to wail. I hear Jerry’s heavy footsteps sweep against the tiles. He pulls me upstairs by the hair and I hear his faint snarl, ‘You disgrace, just like her.’ He points to the window and her cursed face appears through the fog. I sit here crying over my pathetic position, but Jerry hits me when I deserve it. She does not. I am dragged inside and locked in my room and left there the whole day. He still loves me, I tell myself, no matter what. 2
Jerry is still sleeping. This is my chance to see her. I release her off the chains, so she can watch the rain. I see her fascinated but mutated eyes follow the drops as they splash on her foggy window. I leave her unchained as I walk upstairs. Jerry waits for me in the kitchen. He hits me hard. 3
My parents have come over for dinner, and they hardly notice my pale face. The monster comes upstairs; I push her back into her den. She has started to cry and I cover her vile mouth fiercely. She is my daughter, deformed and hideous. He hits her with the stick. It is killing her; day by day she grows weaker, as do I. My family has arrived in the day light. Again she peers through her small window. The guests have spotted her and I come down to scold her. 4
In my fierce rage I hit her with the stick, her acid green blood burning through the dark tiles. “My God, my God, what have you done to me” I screech at her. Her mutant body shrivels up against the cold floor. With shock for what I have become, I drop the stick and shut the door. I am just as monstrous as her, but the monster lies within me. I wish she would feel better, yet I cannot comfort her. She came upstairs when Jerry and I were out. She found Liza and despatched of her. How could she? Sally has seen her, and asks me: ‘Mamma, is vis girl ouw new pet? Where did she take Wiiiiza?’ I will try and hide this from Jerry. `5
Jerry finds out. He beats her hard this time, hard enough to nearly kill her. It pains me to watch this happen. How can I love such a man? A man who beats me, beats her, deceives us. But looking at her body, I cannot call her my daughter. I don’t know what to say. Jerry takes his shotgun out from the draw. He marches to the basement, the noise of his heavy boots pounding in my ears. I try to stop him, only I know he won’t listen. The last thing I ever hear from my daughter is a piercing scream. And then a fierce gunshot. Then another. Jerry steps out of the cold room. With one look I know. I am pushed into the prison cell… pushed into my new world.
Author notes
Option 3: Agony
I don't have a favorite song lol. but my favorite letter is X cuz its cool!!
My user name is: Rosedaughter
I chose option 1: Unrequited love
the unrequited love is in the sense of the creature being unloved by the father, and the father not loving the mother.
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Comments
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wow! that was excellent. i really really enjoyed it. it was wonderfully written. keep up the great work!
citcat
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I'd buy the book!
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wow... this is so sad... im sorry, but if i were her, i would not have stood by and watched as this so called guy i 'loved' killed my daughter, even if she didnt look like my daughter. but, thats just instincts coming to me. lol. good job. really
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Wow! This is such a good turn on the story. really original.. hope you put this in your portfollio! x
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Please put your option number in your AN. Thank you.
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Sorry! I really remember doing that..oh well, thanks for the reminder!
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Loved It!
Honestly, that is really good, with a horrible twist. Maybe you could have described the mutant more? The characters are incredible, the beginning grips, the ending twist, the plot is incredible. The only thing I am not sure about is how well written it is. It certainly isn't badly written, but it is not particularly well written, although I the way you slowly told me that the daughter was a mutant was brilliant. At first I thought she was just a stroppy teenager, then a spotty stroppy teenager the a tentacled Cactus Kid, with weird eyes.beginning: 5, language: 4, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 4, characters: 5.
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Very nice. I liked the first paragraph, although, I suggest that you edit some of the dialogue in which you typed. Now, it may be a different way of dialogue - either speaking or thinking - but it seems a bit odd to me.
I loved the last sentence of this. "I am pushed into the prison cell... Pushed into my new world." That was beautiful!
I wish you luck in my contest.
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I love this. "Born of Man and Woman" was a story I thought was really cool, and I like this take on it.
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