"Daddy!!! Wake up! Please....wake up!" I say. "Daddy!" I scream once more. "Rose...he's gone...your dad is...dead..." My mom says in a calm voice.
"W-why..?" I whine. "Because he is!!! Now shut up!" My mom yells and punches me in the face. I start to cry as blood drips from my lip. "YOUR SUCH A WEAK AND PATHETIC 6-YEAR OLD CHILD! GO TO THE BASEMENT AND DON'T COME OUT FOR TEN YEARS! I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE GOT AN ABORTION WHEN I FOUND OUT I WAS PREGNANT WITH YOU!" my mom yells. "B-but....m-momma..." I whine. "GO! NOW!" My mom yells. "Y-yes m-mam..." I say while tears fill my eyes. "HURRY UP IF YOU WANT TO EAT TONIGHT!" My mom yells once more. I walk slowly down the stairs to my dark basement clutching my stuffed bunny my father made me.

~As I sit in the corner of the basement with my stuffed bunny all alone, I begin to cry. Its so dark down here and Im all alone....My mom doesn't love me and....my father died...the only person I ever looked up to and admired is gone....but now.....HES GONE! DEAD! WHY DID HE LEAVE ME?!?!? ME?!?! HIS ONLY CHILD!!! After pondering and thinking about all of this....something dark begins to grow inside me...~