The Haunting by Mary Patterson

The first piece of writing I ever wrote was titled, “The Haunting by Mary Patterson.” It was a story about a girl, Mary, that was murdered by her bullies on her way home from grade school.

She was an only child to a single father. I can’t remember his name, but he was the best dad in the world. He took good care of his daughter and taught her everything he knew. They played board games together and read hundreds of books.

One day, the father noticed his daughter was late to arrive home. He waited to see if she would turn up, but she never does. He phoned the school to ask if she stayed after with her teacher; the school secretary told the father Mary was not there either.

He immediately hung up the phone and went out to search for his daughter. He walked down the pathway Mary took every day, and he didn’t find any sign of her. Until, he stumbled upon a large, wet pile of leaves just off to the right of the sidewalk. He found a very bloody knife hiding underneath the leaves.

The father became very worried and could feel in his gut that something horrible happened to Mary. He walked deeper into the woods and came across the lake. Mary’s body was floating in the water.

To make a long story short, Mary came back from the dead and murdered every single girl that had something to do with her tragic death.

I know it’s a little dark, but this is what came to my imagination when I was just ten or eleven years old. Mary is the first character I’ve ever written, and I’ll never forget her or her story.

I actually lost the full story when my first ever computer went up. I wasn’t able to extract the file before it broke down. Although I don’t have the actual story anymore, it lives forever inside of my head. I’m glad I was able to share the anti-bullying story of Mary Patterson. Be careful who you’re mean to…