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Hi everyone this is my first Creepypasta story I hope u enjoy it I will try updating more often but I can't make any promises so I give you the  story now ^_^
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Hi, my name is ivy I just turned 14 I've been a killer since I was able to walk and speak I was an orphan.  I got adopted by a family when I was able to walk I killed a dog that my parents got me and I also killed a raccoon my step-parents grew afraid of me I could smell fear pain and depression from anyone when I was 5 they took me to the woods and left me there.  I waited for them to come back after 5 months passed I finally came back home I looked threw all the windows until I  saw they had a baby in their arms they were smiling they were opening presents I could tell it was the baby's birth day they brought out a cake with the number 1 on it my stomach was boiling hot. I was upset they left me in the woods for my birthday when they fell asleep I snuck inside the baby's window , I killed the baby first he was crying like crazy when I stabbed him multiple times soon his parents came rushing in they had fear in there eyes once they saw me they remembered me and my cold  blood red eye and the other glowing light green eye like a neon color .  I rushed up to  them and stabbed them in the heart right away and said you broke my heart mommy and daddy now I break yours ,  soon the police came and I grabbed my stuffed kitty and jumped out my window and shape shift into an owl and watched as the police came and take the bodies back to there base to find the criminal but they never found the killer ( yeah she can shape shift also read minds , talk 2 people threw there head , and go 2 peoples dreams )

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I will be reediting this story in hopes to fix my middle school writing to make it more appealing to you guys and thanks Well that's all for now ill probably update once I see at least more than 20 reads
Bye my pebs ^_^

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