Forever Silenced

(Ok so I just started this story, and this is the first story I have ever done like this, so if you want to tell me what you think go ahead and then I shall continue, but let me stop all of the chit chat and let you read)

Enjoy***

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This isn’t a story about a girl and her mother, this isn’t a story about a girl and her father, but this is a story about what not to say, because if you do. The lady in that old house will get you.

Sophy: Mom where is my lunch?

Stacy: I don’t know sweetie, look in the frige

(I go and open the refrigerator)

Sophy: Oh ok I see it now thank you mom, see you later

Stacy: wait are you doing something after school?

(I stops and looks back)

Sophy: No why?

Stacy: Because, I want you to spend some time with you father. Honey you haven’t even seen him in nearly a year. And you haven’t spoken to him in over 5 months.

(I look down not wanting to do what my mother said)

Stacy: come on sweetie, please for me

(I didn’t want to do it but I knew that if I didn’t my mom would not like that, she would make up something to ground me.)

(Huffing and puffing)

Sophy: Fine, I’ll do it (talking with attitude)

Stacy: Hey watch the way you talk to me young lady.

(I talking under her breath)

Sophy: yeah and you watch the way you talk to me old lady.

Stacy: Excuse me.

Sophy: nothing mom, nothing

(I leave the house not wanting to go see my dad later, but I know that if I don’t then I will get grounded. When I got to school I went over to my normal group of friends that were hanging around some people I had never seen before.)

Sophy: Hi guys, who is that?

Ashley: Well that is Amanda, and that’s Oliver he’s new here, but we was just thinking about adding them into our group.

Sophy: Well how can you do that without my permission?

Ashley: Um I didn’t know that I needed your permission to add someone, because from my knowledge I’m the leader of this clique—

(I cut her off)

Sophy: whoa, hold up, this is my group. The only reason you are even in it is because they begged me to.

(Pointing at Elise and Jessica)

Jessica: Um well we just thought that since you have been leader for a while that we should change who runs this clique.

(I started to yell at them)

Sophy: how can you do that, before me you two where just a bunch of lame kids who got picked on.

Elise: well I’m sorry that you feel like you make all of the decisions around here.

Sophy: well from what I know I do, you can ask anyone around here that.

(Jessica goes to some random girl and asks her)

Jessica: so who do you think runs this school?

Girl #1: Her over there, Sophy.

Jessica: Why do you say her?

Girl #1: because she’s pretty, and everyone likes her.

(Jessica getting fed up with the girl stomps away with rage.)

(I yell down the hall)

Sophy: I told you so.

Elise: well that was only one girl.

Sophy: maybe, but that one girl thought so why wouldn’t the rest?

(Elise looks down and just walks away from me.)

Sophy: yeah that’s what I thought.

(I didn’t realize that I had just made the only group of friends I had go away. I had to find some other friends to torment but I had to get through this day first. I wanted to start off fresh with new people tomorrow.)

(After school I leave and head for my dads house, I slowly step on the porch when his wife opens the door)

Danniel: Hi Sophy, you made it. Your father wanted to see you.

Sophy: oh well that’s what I’m here for.

(I go inside not wanting to be near her, so I move as fast as I could. When I got to my dads room he was still lying in bed.)

Sophy: dad Why aren’t you up? Its 4:00 in the after noon.

George: well sweetie, I just haven’t been feeling well lately, I wanted to see you because I wanted to do something with you before you get to old to want to hang out with me.

(He began to laugh)

Sophy: Dad you know I’ll never get to old.

George: But you haven’t even seen me in a whole year. And you haven’t said a word to me since 3 months ag—

Sophy: 5 months

George: well how ever long it’s been I miss you. I want to do something fun with you. What do you like to do?

(I stop to think of all things I am now interested in now that I am no longer 13.)

Sophy: well dad I like to go to haunted houses.

George: Haunted houses, well we can’t do that. It’s not Halloween.

(I stop to think of other ideas but nothing comes to mind. But then I remember an article I had read in my journalism class.)

Sophy: oh well dad I read about this place that was supposed to be haunted and I think we could go there.

George: what if something happens?

Sophy: but dad if we do go I can do a story over it for journalism class. And then maybe the class won’t think that I’m just in there to get a good grade for doing nothing.

(He looked to the side and started to think of a reason to say no, but he couldn’t)

George: uhh, well I guess we can do that why not.

Sophy; thank you so much dad.

(I ran to him and hugged him.)

(I sat there and talked to my dad for at least 2 hours but it started to get late and I went home. My dad had told me that we were going to go this weekend. I was excited not only to go to that house but because I will be with my dad.)