A killer's Story

prologue

This is the story of a girl… Well more like a killer's story and how this killer came to be. It all started a long time ago… No, no not like before electricity, but a good while back. The early 2000's to be exact. There was an about-average family that lived in the country on the outskirts of London. In this house lived James and Rachel Smith and their three children Emma, Derek, and little Damian. 

Derek was a 10 year old boy who had very curly brown hair that looked like an afro, sun tanned skin, from being outside most of the time, and he had pale blue eyes, and a hopeful smile that could calm anyone no matter how stressed that person could be. 

Emma was a frail 6-year-old girl with dirty blonde hair and green eyes that sparkled like emeralds when her face lit up. However, they grew more dull when she was upset or sad. She had pale skin that looked like porcelain and a very kind heart. She loved sweets and anything soft and cute. 

Damian was a sweet 4-year-old boy who hardly ever talked. He had chocolatey brown hair and brown eyes.

    The three siblings looked after one another. You almost never saw one without the others. It was like they were attached to each other. They were like the Three Musketeers. Derek was a kind young boy who was raised to be a gentleman and to respect his elders. Emma was shy and very timid around new people. Which was the reason they were so close. Emma never needed anyone else other than her mom, dad, her older brother, and her younger brother.

Those were the only people who Emma would talk to, but then again she always had trouble making friends. Derek would introduce her to new people in an attempt to get her to make some friends, not because he didn’t want to be at her side all the time, but because he knew that he couldn’t always be there; she needed to learn how to make friends and build up her social skills. So even when Derek would go and help their father, depending on the task Emma sometimes couldn’t go along so he wouldn't have to worry about her getting hurt. On those occasions she would stay with their mother and her younger brother Damien. Damien stayed behind for obvious reasons. Each one benefited from the others; they were like puzzle pieces that completed each other where the others were lacking. They always had each other throughout everything and that's how they wanted to keep it.

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Yay first chapter down! I might end up rewriting this if you all really like it and I want to make it better. Well I hope you all really liked this so far.