How the world changed me

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Hello everyone, let me tell you a story about a girl named Sarah.

She was just a pretty little girl who used to have everything from life.

Do you know what is it like to have a perfect life?

She did, she used to have it.

She had a beautiful childhood, lovely parents, true friends, she had everything she ever wanted, she was healthy and happy.

Her life was perfect but she was still a baby, so her life was perfect as it can be for a baby.

She loved to play volleyball with her friends downtown and play hid and seek all day.

Sarah was pure and innocent, a real Disney princess in real life, or at least she felt like that.

She loved to help people and every-time she saw someone in danger she felt like she had to do something, anything to ' save ' them.

She was a really good girl.

For her behaviour people started to call her Baby, because as such, her soul was clean and pure and people thought she would have never changed.

For her fourteenth birthday she spent the day helping people at the charitable society, she really didn't care about having a big party, expensive presents, eating big cakes... she had only one thing in mind; charity.

Her motto was " sharing is caring ".

Of course people organized a surprise party for her fourteenth birthday, they cared too much not to celebrate a single day of her life.

Everything was going so good that she thought she was the luckiest girl on the world.

But life is never this easy, so when she turned sixteen life kicked her, right on the back, leaving her with nothing right when she had everything.

She found herself homeless, friendless and completely alone.

She never really felt the need to get revenge on anyone, she didn't know what anger was, she was clueless of what just even the word desperation was, she only heard of it..... until that day.

The anger started to rush through her body and suddenly she felt the urge to kill these people who brought her down so harshly.

Just when she had no-one and no-where to live, a old man found her and raised her as his daughter.

He taught her how to defend herself and how to kill.

She became a shadow, she lived in the darkness and so darkness she became.

She had the opportunity to get her revenge and she liked that.

She was following the trace of those men for months and once she found them she killed them, killing anyone else who was in her path.

Soon people started to fear her and for this reason her name was no longer Baby.

People now call her Baby Killer.

Oh and there's one more thing you should know....

I am BABY KILLER.

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