The brown haired demon

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We went to school together. Me and the brown haired demon. She followed me every where. No one else saw her. One day the tips of her hair turned blue. Each day more and more of her hair was blue until all of her hire was blue. She started to wear black skinny jeans, a blue tank top or a blue t-shirt with a black hoodie so I also wore that. One day I lost the hoodie. So we wore a white hoodie. Then the selves turned black. I'm pretty sure that my mom just got me a new hoodie cause the other one was getting too small. One night she started whispering to me. (If you read the life of the weird one then you should know where this is going.) each day she got louder and louder until I cut. Then she was quite. She's still whispering just to herself now. Then the night of my 10th birthday she took over. I'm almost 11 now. And once you know her name she will come for you. She lets me do stuff at night but never let's me out durning the day. And the best part is that no one knows. Your time's running out little girl>:) no Blue please just a little longer. I think not
Goodbye reader. And watch out.

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