Daisy Madigan's Paradise

When tragedy falls upon 15 year old Daisy Madigan, she escapes to the only place she feels safe, the cemetery of Abney Park. There, in the company of the dearly departed, she realizes she is changing, growing stronger and faster by the day. But in the darkness lurks a terror even she can't imagine facing.

Daisy Madigan's Paradise is a Morgan Sisters novella. Check out The Ghost of Josiah Grimshaw, the full length first novel in the series.

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2. Chapter 2

 

CHAPTER 2

 

Her dad had disappeared. Daisy was alone in every sense of the word.

She'd walked all the way home in the rain. Soaked to the bone, she pushed open the front door, hoping to find him there. But there was nothing but a cold empty house. The warmth she'd always felt upon entering had vanished. Daisy leaned against the wall in the hallway and slid to the soft, carpeted floor. A loud cry erupted from her lips as the sobbing began again. She'd never experienced pain like it. Her heart felt like it had been ripped from her chest, leaving nothing but a gaping hole and the feeling that she was being asphyxiated.

'Mum, oh Mum,' she cried, her breath coming in short, sharp bursts.

Daylight began to slowly disappear and darkness set in while Daisy remained curled up at the foot of the stairs listening to the ticking of the clock in the kitchen. She heard faint voices as neighbours began to arrive home from school and work. Life went on as usual for the rest of the world, but not for Daisy.

Eventually, shivering with cold and still in wet clothes, she forced herself up. Clinging to the banister, Daisy finally stood up and removed her coat, letting it fall to the floor.

Mum will get angry with me at leaving wet clothes on the floor, she suddenly thought as she bent to pick it up. But she's not here any more She's gone. She's dead.

She bawled her eyes out again as she slowly climbed the stairs, taking off the rest of her wet clothes, throwing them into the linen basket in the bathroom.

Turning on the shower, she let steam fill the room before stepping under the hot water, hoping that it might ease away the tension that filled her every pore.

 

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Later that night, after Daisy had climbed into her bed in her warmest pyjamas, she'd fallen asleep quickly. But the sound of a door slamming downstairs startled her out of slumber.

For a split second, all was well.

'Mum?' she whispered.

But suddenly she was kicked violently in the stomach as the memory of earlier returned with a vengeance. Wincing in emotional pain, Daisy let out a gasp as tears began to fall.

Turning back the covers, she climbed out of bed and tiptoed to look over the banister.

The lamp in the hall had been switched on.

'Dad?' she asked as she walked down the stairs and into the living room. She found him sprawled on the floor, a near empty bottle of vodka falling out of his outstretched hand.

She rushed to his side, 'Dad?' she said, trying to shake him out of his stupor. 'Dad, can you hear me?'

He murmured something unintelligible before he began snoring.

Not knowing what to do, Daisy took the bottle away, emptying the remnants of vodka down the sink, before finding a blanket to place over him. She then lay down on the sofa with a framed photo of the three of them clutched to her chest before closing her eyes.

 

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