A friend or killer

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Sofia's pov

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As Tracie carried me I became more weak. I wondered so many things. Where's Ben? Where is she taking me? Is she taking me to Kinsey so I can die? No cause I saw Kinsey not to long ago. Is Tracie gonna help me? I doubt it. I don't deserve to be helped. I started to close my eyes but Tracie dropped me onto the cold hard ground. "Get up." She demanded. I started to get up but Tracie kicked my stomach and I fell back down. I really couldn't get back up because of my legs. "UP!" She yelled. I kept trying to get back up but she kept kicking me back down. The sixth time she kicked me I gave up. "Up." She said again. "No." I said. She gave me a confused look. "I can't get up while your kicking me." I yelled. She held out her hand to help me but I hesitated. She rolled her eyes and grabbed my shirt and pulled me up. "That was for trying to kill me. You thought that hurt? Stabbing me hurts worse." She said think carried me somewhere.

~ Warning gruesome writing~

Tracie took me to an old abandoned house and set me on a table. She went to a shelf and pulled out a bag. "What's that?" I asked. "I'm gonna heal you. Make the pain go away." She said. She seemed weird. She came to me and pulled out some rope. I looked confused. She slammed my head onto the table to make me lay down and she started to tie me down. "Traice!" I yelled. "Don't worry gonna make the pain go away." She said and pulled out a pair of scissors. "It's what best friends do." When I heard that I was scared. before I could do anything the jammed the scissors right into my left eyeball. "AHHHH!" I yelled. "Hush now child." Tracie said rubbing my head. "The pain will go away. Just bear it for now." She pulled the scissors and stabbed my chest right near my heart. I gripped onto the ropes and screamed in pain. Tracie hummed a tune and pulled the scissors out. I stopped screaming and closed my right eye while blood was still running down my left eye and chest. Tracie felt hands on her shoulder. "Good child." A deep voice said. Of course it was slenderman. "Thank you.....father.." Tracie said with a evil smirk.

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This is what I write when I watch corpse party.

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