Long winter

The ground was covered in an even layer of snow when she woke from her dream. The sky was still dark, the stars still shinning, and the beautiful northern lights helped light up the sky. It made her think of the happy days, the days before her dad had gotten out of jail. She could still feel the pain in her left shoulder from the day he'd pushed her into a wall. It made her sad to think he was no longer in. At the thought of this the tears slowly slid down Anna's cheeks. 

She slowly sank to the floor beneath the window and began to cry. She pulled up her sleeve and looked at the five finger marks around her bicep. She reached a shaky hand to the marks and winced as she touched them; they still hurt. 

The she heard the front door open; her dad had just got out of jail that day, and she was scared. She knew something bad would happen. And sure he beat her before he went to jail, but she felt this time it would be worse; she was right.

She sat in her room silently just waiting for him to return home. The she heard the door slam open, a glass bottle hit the ground, and a drunken fool fumbling around the house. She heard the foot steps get closer, and then she heard her brother Dillon shout "Anna stay in your room!" and then she scooted farther into the corner. 

She could hear the footsteps getting louder and louder, closer and closer. She was getting scared but then she saw her doorknob turn. He smashed through the door and grabbed her. He had yet another empty beer bottle in his hand and he raised it. Just then Dillon ran into her room and stood infront of anna right before her dad smashed the bottle over his head. The blood slowly streamed down his face as he fell to the floor with a thud. 

Anna knew what was about to happen. She prayed to God it wouldn't though. Sadly exactly what she thought had happened. The night she was raped and murdered by her father. But....the story doesn't end there.

She wanted revenge. Not just for her, but for Dillon as well. Ever since that long, painful winter. She had been following him. Like a lion about to pounce on its prey. She waited and waited for just the right moment to get him.

Then the day finally came. The power had went put in her old house and she was ready to attack. Her dad sat on the couch with a candle lit in front of him. She slowly opened a drawer in the kitchen and pulled out a knife. Hen she made her way to the living room.

She sat on the table right behind the candle. Anna moved the knife close to the candle and knocked it over. "Whoops." She whispered and then giggled. 

"Whose there?!" Her father yelled in a shaky voice

"Time to get even daddy dearest!" She pulled out the knife and jabbed it into her fathers throat. He fell to the floor with a thud just as Dillon had. 

She was satisfied with what she had done and she ascended back into the deep abyss of hell. Fire in her in her eyes she looked back up to earth and whispered "Rest in peace daddy dearest." And she laughed once more the vanished.