[ OT ] Writing Workshop # 23 : Natural Dialogue

*For my idea, it felt better to make the main character a female, so the magic is dripping from /her/ fingers. There's also a question at the bottom that I've actually had for a while now. * 
 
 **Story: ** 
 
 You heard a sound downstairs and look at your alarm clock. 0:30 AM. Did dad finally get home from his conference? He told you not to wait up, but this was the first time her dad had been gone for that long. He finally felt like you were old enough, which was about time at 16 years old. You would n't admit it to him, but spending the weekend alone can be scary at times. Time to put on some clothes and see him again, you were awake now anyway. 
 
 You ran downstairs and into the kitchen. This was n't her dad. The guy had an entire black outfit, including some leather, black gloves. His face was covered with scars and he had a creepy moustache. He was around 6 feet tall and had arms as thick as a tree branch. His grin he got on his face when he got aware of your presence was the most scary aspect about him though.'Hello there young girl. All alone here on a Sunday night? I thought I might grab the TV, but a little piece of you would be nice too.' He let out a creepy laugh before charging at you.'What are you-' He grabbed you before you could say anything else. He got a knife from the kitchen board.'Let me help you get out of those.' He let go of his grip for a second and you got loose.'Get off me!' It was useless. He tackled her and this time held a firm grip on her. He used his knife to rip of your pants.'A fighter, I like fighters.' You heard his zipper going down.'Stop! Please, take anything you want, let me go!' You felt fear, anger and something else. He tried to take off the last peices of clothing.'GET OFF ME!' Everything turned into a blur, but you did n't feel any pain. You did n't hear him anymore. 
 
 The dripping of water was the only thing left you could hear. Everything else was filtered out. You looked at the burned heap of flesh in front of you. A tear fell down your cheek. You could feel the terror in your father's eyes. He looked at you like you were n't his daughter but a threat. It was the same look the burglar gave you right before you realized the sudden surge of power inside of you. The tips of your finger had fire all around them. You did n't feel any burning. You felt cold. All your clothes had been burned, but you were fine. Physically, that is.'Sasha, what-' Your dad's voice faded away. He could n't bring out any words.'I... I-I do n't know.' He walked upstairs and came back shortly after with a blanket. The fire around my fingers went out. It was icecold. Your father put the blanket around you.'It will be okay, it will be okay honey,' There was still a hint of fear in your father's voice, but who could blame him?'I... I killed him. I burned him alive.' Tears started running down your face again. You looked at the clock on the oven. 1:20 AM. You had been standing there, looking at the burned heap, for around 30 minutes before your father got home. My father sat you down at the dining table and sat across of you.'Do you want anything? Something to drink?' You looked at him, his eyes full of concern.'Do n't you want an explanation?' You did n't understand. He just saw his daughter on a murder scene. A murder that did n't make any sense.'Your mother... She had the same power. I know you must have had a good reason to... use it.' You looked at your father in shock.'I need an explanation.' He sighed.'I guess I owe you one.' 
 
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 *I think I kinda got carried away and the amount of dialogue is n't that big. I kind of feel like I might even have written it rather without dialogue, but hey, if I get an idea and start writing it down, I just have to go with it. * 
 
 *I also have a question. I'm not a native English speaker and I'm a little unclear on how the English grammar rules are when it comes to writing dialogues and such. How exactly do you use quotation and the like when it comes to people talking in stories? I sometimes want to put something one person says right after what the other says, but without adding something in between it feels like it might be unclear who says what. Do you use someting like'Stacey said:'I like pie.'' or something of that sort? Anyway, thanks in advance* 
 
 

