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Creative writing. My stepmother was vile. I guess most kids think that when their father remarries. But in this case, it was true.

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My stepmother was vile. I guess most kids think that when their father remarries. But in this case, it was true. She only married Father because he was rich, and she hated children. There were 4 of us, me (Jessica), my oldest brother Jeffrey, my youngest brother Jamie and my sister Jade. We were the ones that stopped my stepmother Natasha from inheriting money from our Dad. So she tried to get rid of us. She sent my youngest brother Jamie away to boarding school in a foreign country. It had an excellent, academic reputation, but it also was full of bullies and strict discipline. Jamie was miserable there. Somehow, Natasha kept him there for all year but the summer holidays, and when he came home the first year he had bruises all over his face. He started weeping when Father told him he had to go back to the school. I actually felt sorry for him for the first time in my life. Father wouldn't listen to him about Natasha and so he had to go back. I couldn't stop them from making him go. All I could do now was encourage him. So, I sent letters often and called him daily. I even tried to get dad to get me a ticket. Anything to help my younger brother. ...read more.


Everyone thought it was an accident the time we were out shopping and I fell onto the tracks in front of an oncoming train. I just about managed to roll out of the way on time, however it was too risky. I had almost decided to run away when my father brought me the sad news that my aunt in New Jersey had died suddenly in her sleep, poisoned by an unknown person. I was horrified. How had Natasha known? But she had, I could tell from the sneer on her face. I went to my room that night and locked myself in to think. I could run away, but the money wouldn't last long. And I'd need to finish high school or my chances of getting a good job were nothing. Besides, Natasha would still be out there somewhere. If she could employ someone to poison my only living relative (besides Father), she could employ someone to kill me, whether I was living at home or not. There was only one thing I could think of. And it was a terrible thing. It involved a witch named Bloody Mary, who had many times tried to kill my great grandmother and use the child's blood to make herself young and beautiful forever. The witch had been stopped by the child's father (many times my great grandfather) ...read more.


You killed my brothers. And my aunt. But I won't let you kill me. Natasha laughed. "As if you stood a chance against me!" she snickered. I spoke the name of Bloody Mary in the native tongue of my ancestor "Bloody Mary... Bloody Mary... Bloody Mary". Inside the mirror, the image of Natasha busted into flames and another face looked out. It was the malicious face of a twisted old hag. I ducked behind the chair as Natasha gave a scream of utter shock. As I watched from my hiding place, heat burst from the mirror, burning her beautiful skin. I could hear the blaze roaring as the witch laughed evilly. Suddenly there was silence. It was all gone like it had disappeared into thin air. I called Father at his hotel the next morning to tell him that Natasha hadn't slept at home. (Well, it was true!) He wasn't pleased. He called a few of her friends from his hotel room, and quickly discovered she had been going out with another man. Father hated infidelity. He flew home at once to confront Natasha, but she was still missing. Somehow, Father managed to divorce Natasha without ever trying to find her. And since she had no family in the area except us, everyone accepted the cover story, and no one ever tried to find her. Natasha was gone for good. And Father and I were safe at last. ...read more.

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