After I told my mom, she had a really worried look on her face. That is when she told me about my great grandmother. When I heard how much we had in common, I knew I wanted to be more like her. We both had mental illnesses and we have the same name, but now I want to take her place in killing. I wanted to feel the way she felt and kill the way she killed. I want to be her... No, I am her. She is me but in a past life. We are the same person, this is who I am meant to be. I have found my meaning in life.
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The Real Me
HorrorHi, I'm Zella and you don't know me yet but you will soon. For now all that I can tell you is that I am 13 years old and I am not normal. And you will see why...
