There once was a girl called Arabella Poalina, age 14. She wasn't classed as...normal by the other children, and they treat her terribly, all because she always looked down.
Almost everybody bullied her, they didn't know she was keeping a list.
They had never even seen her face, she had never spoken a word to any body, why couldn't they just back off and leave her alone.
Eventually she hung herself in an abandoned warehouse at the age of 15. Some teens broke into to it, wanting to see her face. Try and find other rumours. What they saw shocked then though, her face had been carved off. That's all the information about her.
The teens who broke in were found dead, there faces carved off.
The murders have finally stopped but investigations have shown no culprits.
One last thing, there's always blood that doesn't belong to the victim, always the same persons blood.
Arabella Poalina...
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My book of horror stories
Short Story❝𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔❞ Currently rewriting