Annie stitches story
I'm Annie stitches I'm 16 years old,5ft2,blonde hair and this is my story.
I only have one parent and my dad told me my mom died giving birth to me. He would usually tell me that she should've gotten a abortion and not have given birth to such a useless thing. One day I came home from school one day. My dad was on the couch drinking beer and watching tv as usual. I went to the kitchen and my dad tried hitting me once again because he was drunk. I was tired of this so I tried fighting back but he grabbed his beer bottle hit it on my head and my head started bleeding. He grabbed one of the glass shards and slightly cut my neck it wasn't enough to kill me but with how much blood I lost from my head I passed out and fell face down on the other glass shards. I woke up in the hospital and they told me that the neighbors called 911 cause they heard a loud breaking sound in my house. I thought I was finally done with abuse I thought I was free but the nurses said to me that must've hurt when the beer bottle fell on your head. I asked the nurse what she was talking about the she told me it was just a little bit of amnesia. Then I looked it the mirror and I was horrified stitches on my face and neck and my eyes were red. The doctor told me it was because I fell face down on the ground cutting my neck on the counter when I fell. I didn't want them to tell me how my eyes got like this I started crying and crying in my hospital bed. I got up for once and saw my dad talking to a police officer. He told the police officer that when I hit the ground he was upstairs and he heard me fall and was about to call 911 but they were already coming. When I got home my dad punched me and he sewed my mouth shut but he didn't stop there he kept sewing until it got to the edge of my jawline. Mainly for his amusement but also so I wouldn't tell anyone that he was abusing me. That night when My father was sleeping I couldn't take it anymore I cut the stitches so I can open my mouth but I keep the ones that lead to my jawline, I put my hair up in pigtails and I put my white shorts, black tank top,my thigh high white socks,my long black boots and my long stripped grey and white sleeve gloves. I grabbed my scissors and went in his room. I kept whispering daddy daddy. Until he woke up when he woke up and he called me a brat and I stabbed his arm. He got scared and tried running away from me but it didn't work and I threw my scissors at him and I aimed for his forehead and it hit his forehead. He dropped and died I stabbed him more for extra measures and I took his blood and wrote on the wall say hi to mom. When I ran away no one cared some people were curious but that's it. I didn't have any friends in school I was afraid they would find out and tell someone and my dad would hurt me again. I live basically in a haunted hospital and I keep up with other killers I think ones named Jeff? But I don't know.
