Creepy pasta

Hello Kitty

Hi my names Janet , and I'm slightly addicted to hello kitty. But I couldn't predict what happened to me.

MY STORY

So my family has been looking at homes to move into for a long time and we finally found a home.

We decided to move into it at the end of the school year.

MOVING DAY

I finished packing and I hade gotten into the car. After a little while I start to get this feeling in my gut, you know the feeling that you get when you do something wrong. That was when weird things started happening, we drive up to the house and my mom loses control of the car! We swing and go in circles, I'm screaming my head off when I see this creepy face that looks like jack the creeper, I saw a horror movie with him in it. Then BOOMB my mom passes out and I'm forced to take the wheel, and I stop the car with a huge shake. My dad gets out and wakes my mom up and sits on the steps with her, my brother( who's 16) helps the moving guys, and I go inside the home and find my room and set my stuff down. I'm walking around the house when my brother finds me, he tells me that all the furniture is set so we just have to unpack our stuff. I turn to him"what's wrong with you something odd just happened and you are more worried about unpacking"! He looks at me with shock" mom said she felt lightheaded so it might have just been that".

WEEKS LATER

I've unpacked every thing and I've been dieing to get online to find out about what happened. But of course nobody is on my side, well i will show them! I search the history of the house, and what do I find? That the left side of the front yard is an Indian barial ground, and that's we're mom lost control! I walk into my brothers room," I told you so"."what's that"?he replies.I handed him the paper. "Let's prove "it he said. We walk outside and he grabs a shovel. "That's a bad idea"I say. He pokes the earth with the shovel and laughs," omg I'm so scared" he said in a mocking voice. Two minutes later he gets a shock through the shovel and passes out ! He was sent to the hospital with 2nd degree burns and electrocution. We call an electrician to check it out, but he didn't dig into any wires!

LATER THAT WEEK

My brother is home, but I have to sleep in his room because the nurses said that he slept weird. That night I wake up to go to the bathroom and now I get by what they mean weird sleeper! He's shaking in his bed like there's an earthquake. He then sits up and has a coughing fit, I put his arms up and got him some water, but I couldn't prepare for what happened next. I walked into the room, and there he was lying dead on the floor with his head cut off and his zombie stuffed animal sitting on him with a bloody knife in his hand! I let out this huge scream and I dropped the water. My parents come to me and ask what's wrong. I'm shaking and point to my brother and pass out. Mom sees him and starts to cry dad helps me and we all make a fire in the fireplace and burn him and put his ashes in a fancy vase. We take him outside and put him in the hole he dug and grabbed dirt and covered it up. Dad says a prayer, mom sings his favorite lullabye and I say" why, why did this happen, this wouldn't of happened if the spirits just left this fucking family alone so for my brother rest in peace, for the Indians burn in fucking hell.

NEXT MONTH

Dear diary crazy shit has been happening my parents died in a crash and I live alone my stuffed animals attack me but each one has now been cut to smithereens.

THE NEXT MORNING

Random people are attacking me in their sleep...