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Hi i'm Denise. Today is January the 3rd 2027-my birthday. But my shitty abusive adoption parents forgot about it!

I live in New Jersey with four sisters and four brothers (I'm the middle child). I hate them almost as much as i hate my parents. They're not even my real parents,I'm adopted .My real parents left me in a box outside of someone's house.

I hate my life. My adoption dad tells me my parents left me because I'm a "worthless shit kid". I guess they're right.

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" I HATE YOU!" I yell to my parents as I run out of the door swinging my bag around me.

Its 10oclock at night. i don't know where I'm going,but I know its anywhere but here. I run inside a gas station store and sit on the floor.

I take out my purple Iphone5 in an attempt to call my best friend Hannah.

"Hello?"

"Hey Denisey!"

"Hi gurl Hannah can you meet me at the corner store?"

"Yeah sure .But Why?"

"I'll explain when you get here.

Hurry."

I hung up.

-20 min. later-

"Where is she?"I question as I quickly slipped a bag of Hot fries in my back pack.

As I go back outside I notice a black police car outside. The policeman had on suits and they seemed to be holding guns. I wanted to turn around and hide in the bathroom,but instead I lowered my head an fast walked around towards the side of building.

I accidentally bump into something and I looked up to see that it was a person. A policeman.Shit.

"Excuse me.." I mumble as I kept walking with my head down.

"Hey?."

Noooo ,he called my name.

I slowly turned around .

"yes officer?" u leaned to the left to see that Hannah was walking up from afar.

"Are you alone mam?"he asked.

"No sir my friend is with me." I say as I point in her direction. As I look at her I see that she faints and falls to the ground.

"Hannah!"I yell try to run to her but the policeman grabs my arm and stabs me with some kind of needle. Then my vision starts to fade as I fall to the ground, everything went black.

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the next day -

I wake up in a room. The walls were grey. Very plain and bland.

I heard the door open so I sat up straight. A man with a clip bored and a badge sat down across from me.The light was dim and the room was silent.

The first thing he said was, "My name is my name Mr.Saidak I work for New York's department of crime investigation."

I stared at him with no comment. I didn't feel like talking.

A few seconds go by until he asked "Denise so-tell me. Why are you here?"

I answer, " I'm here because I ran away from home." I hear his pen jotting as I finish my last word.

He lays his clip bored down softy. "No. Your here because you killed 10 people in less than 24 hours."

I lean back in my metal chair.

"How'd you do it?" He asked as he clicks his pen repeatedly."How does a 15-year-old girl kill ten people in less than 24 hours?"