Adopted By Creepypasta

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October 30th 1996
Detective Depp Journal

The investigation was...interesting.
We were called in by a stressed phone call down on Blackwood avenue. The neighbors heard screams from next door and thought the wife, Alice Darloch, had finally gone off her rocker and killed her husband Alexander Darloch. That didn't seem to be the case when we went in... the house was in  shambles... the wife hung in the bedroom by golden wire attached to the ceiling fan... her guts scattered in the room, where they once we're in her body was filled with an assortment of hard candies. Her husband... well... he sat at the table... a gruesome smile carved into his face, stretching from ear to ear... his left kidney sat on a plate in front of him...half eaten... his blood covered the wall in smiley faces. It was a most...gruesome scene I wish to never see again. Not long after we sent the bodies out for autopsy did we hear a baby cry come from the basement... I had gone down to see if there was a child and...to my grief there was... she was a beautiful little girl, crying for her mother... it's sad she may not have one in her life time. She was found in a metal cradle, why the Darlochs kept their baby girl down here I don't understand... it's cold, dark, and damp. I'm praying the child is healthy. On the rocking chair there was a black and white Jack in the box and beside it a red and white present box. Inside there were candies, similar to those that filled her mother's chest cavity, a small black pocket knife, a wax doll that looked all too real, an old Nintendo 64 cartridge, and a little black and grey puppet with golden eyes and dark black hair. I had one of the boys of my investigation crew take the toy and the box out to my car. In the cradle the odd eyed little girl sat watching me in awe. I picked up her small warm body, the stuffed snake she clung to hung limp in her small hands. I had looked to see there was a note in the cradle's bottom. It was a sloppily drawn faceless stick figure and scribbled next to it was the words : always watching
I stuffed it in my pocket and carried the little one out to the car, taking her to a local orphanage.

November 21 2001
I regret that case all those years ago... that thing won't leave me alone. Ever since I saved that poor little girl it won't stop following me or sending one of its little freaks after me. The static is killing me. That little girl is 5 now... her birthday was on Halloween of all days... how can something so small cause such a huge curse?! It will never leave me alone, I don't know what it wants... I need to end this somehow.

January 6 2012
I figured out what that thing wants... it wants her. I went into the woods fallowing one of his creatures... one of the most beautiful might I add... she had black lips, dark eyes, pitch black hair, a skin tight halter dress, black stilletoes... she was gorgeous. She lead me around, having me find notes her operator had left me. Most with pictures taken of that little girl tacked to them... how old is she now? 16? Somewhere along those lines... I was 29 when I found her...I don't even remeber how old I am... 45? Something like that... anyway... I found 8 pages, all about how they want that girl... one of the minions came to me after I left the woods, I had been sitting in my office trying to piece the pages together when a boy with messy black hair and a femine mask came in through the window. He pledged he'd do no harm, saying that the Operator was calling a truce for the time being... that I was needed for something important. He told me that I was to adopt the child and bring her deep in the woods to a specific clearing. Afterward they would take me away from here to a place where I can start a new life. I asked for a name and he claimed it was unneeded information. He gave me a wad of cash, just enough to adopt the girl and take her shopping and a rough map specifically to get to the clearing.
He left... I don't know what they are gonna do with that little girl but... my life and a possible future or that girl who has nothing to go to? I'll think about it for a little...

January 14 2012

I've made my decision... that girl is my ticket out. I haven't had a very happy life to begin with and I wish to have a nice life for the next 30+ years. I plan to go this Friday to interview and adopt her. I wonder how much she's grown through these years... I'm to review her files and such from the minoins tonight. Maybe she will forgive me and I will be redeemed from this one day...