I don't remember anything before I was six so I will start there. When I was six I had this old grave digger car that I could drive. Let's just say, the neighbors got mad when their plants were destroyed. I don't want to talk about when I was seven or eight so let's head straight to when I was nine. When I was nine I was split from my family but I was living with my overprotective mom.
When I was eleven I have a distinct memory of going to Disneyland for the first time. Being the introvert I was, I would have panic attacks because I didn't know what to say so, my mom helped me talk to a variety of people. I still hate that day. All my mom did was make me talk to strangers in animal costumes. And she was the one who introduced me to stranger danger.
Here are some more nicknames people called me based off of creepypastas and some horror movies.
Scream: Ghostface
Friday the thirteenth: Jason Voorhees
Creepypasta: Jeff the killer
Texas chainsaw massacre: Sally hardest
Nightmare on elm street: Nancy Thompson
It cheaper one and two: Beverly
Undertale: Sans the skeleton
That is it for now. My most favorite memory was being with my introverted friends. I feel like they only understand my life. I also go to Cass high school so if you see the girl on the cover of this book, please don't scare me or give me panic attacks. Oh! I also forgot to tell you that I have ADHD and PTSD. If you by any chance say something about car crashes, rape, or robberies, please make sure I'm not near. I will be reminded and I will have a mental breakdown. Please. Do me one favor and don't talk about that at all. For me and my friends.
So I got a new look. Here is a picture
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