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Sorry I tried to put this chapter up yesterday 😭 but I was too busy spending 'family' time.. Btw I wanna thank everyone for reading this ily all~
--------------------------------------Cassy looked up at the doctor. "I don't see why not..." The doctor said sternly. "Oh that's great!" Cassy's father said. Annnnd den dis random gay guy came in the room "AYY GURL IM REALLY YOU'RE DOCTER!!"
"He is drunk..." The doctor said looking at Cassy. "Nurse!" He called, a nurse ran into the room, and grabbed the guy (almost said gay wtf 😂) and went back into his room. "Let me unhook you." He said walking over to Cassy's bed. The doctor took out the plasma thingy, "Let me help you..." The doctor was about twenty ish. He held his hand out to Cassy, she took his hand slowly, and got up. "We'll be outside okay Cassy?" Her mother said. "Kay."she replied. Cassy got up off her bed, the doctor rapped his arm around her, so she could be stable. "Can I have some normal clothes?" She said looking the doctor into his eyes. "Ahh yes! Let me grab them for you." He called a nurse to take you to a changing room, while he grabbed some clothes. He came back panting. Cassy was standing by the door tapping her foot on the floor. "H-here." He panted. Cassy looked at the shirt it was a black tube top and some black shorts. "Can I have a normal shirt?" She glared. "No, you have to wear these kinds of shirts until your stitches aren't so tender." He said, "Now hurry!" The doctor pushed her into the changing room.
•le time skip to the house•
Cassy walked into the door and went straight to her room. She sat on her bed and just looked at the wall. Flashbacks came of her 'incident'. Her eyes dilated, she was smiling looking at the wall.. Currently the flashback was of her murdering her boyfriend. Cassy started to laugh. She got up and looked into a mirror. Cassy put her hand over the stitches, she winced at the pain as she started to pluck the stitches one by one. She laughed. A neighbor caught sight of this. (Talk about a creeper 😂) She called a insane asylum.
•le convo•
"H-hello." (Ima call her Mimi) Mimi said
"Hi, what's your problem, or do you have someone close to you in this building you would like to visit?" The worker? said.
"Uh, it's a problem... One of my neighbors, they're plucking their stitches, and laughing. I had my window open and I heard this 'maniac' or so I thought laughing. So I looked out and saw this girl next door plucking her injury. She was the last person left at the Willow Grove mass murder. Just I need someone to help her, she's going to loose a ton of blood."
"Of course, help for her is on the way."
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Sorry I haven't been writing a ton I've been horribly busy.... Anyway I'll hopefully have the next chapter up soon! ❤️
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The Wolf's cry
Ficção AdolescenteCassy has been a pretty normal teenager... Accept for her abusive parents, boyfriend, and her sanity slowly disappearing. Cassy loves to hear all of the creepy pastas she loves creepy things, they take her mind off of her horrible life.