I was playing with a rubber ball I had been given last year. It was fairly cheap and i wasn't very good with it, but I liked it. Y/n was just playing in the front lawn alone when they heard footsteps. They looked towards the sound to see their older sister, Elizabeth. She was about 6 years old and very hyperactive, the main reason she got in so much trouble from father. She was very different to y/n both in personality and interests. Not that she was mean. She was one of the nicest people you knew. You just...... never talked much. "Hey y/n you seem lonely..... oh I know! We should talk some more!" Elizabeth said over enthusiastically. "Oh yes I'd like that" y/n responded.
Y/n can't quite remember what you talked about exactly but you do remember that you were happy and Elizabeth hugged you before heading inside to talk to C.C. It was nice.
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Crack-Filled Afton Insert for a Friend
HorrorIm writing this for a friend. y/n is the second youngest afton who died first, when your ball rolled onto the road. You were hit and died right there. Your somewhat abusive father was, suprisingly, sad over your death. So he trapped your soul in a...
