Doomed Without Sin | A Creepypasta Inspired Book

Prologue

      '  January 17th 2016 '

   You know. I'd never thought my family was interesting in any sort of way. Just a regular old family full of uninformed ancestry, but I was dead wrong.

    Let's start from the beginning.

    My aunt (basically my mother's sister.) She died of early age due to a murderer. At least one woman or man in our family would die at the age thirty four. If they all had the same middle name. 'Yulee' I know dumb middle name, I couldn't believe my own mother gave me this name. Her reason is. "She isn't superstitious" even through it all happened through her own eyes. My aunt. Rosemary Yulee Lynne, Interesting woman. Weird but cool. We'd always go to her house when it was a weekend night, she always loved to bake and cook. I know sounds like a grandma. But our granny is alive and well. Anyways, she mysteriously was murdered in her own home. Even I still don't know, I wish I knew. I miss her through... Maybe I'll see her again when I'm her age."

"Hannah Lynne-"

The blonde headed girl shut the diary down with quite a force, sighing. 'if only I could get to my family's old home I could figure out more' Hannah sat there thinking. 'I really do miss Aunt Rosie. The fact no one cares or even tries to help and find who murdered her just angers me even more.' Hannah sighed again getting up from her steel stool and walking over to her dresser to pick out some clothing.

easy. Jeans, T-Shirt, and some sneakers.

The girl thought to herself smiling, she quickly undressed and put on her now dark blue jeans, Black and white striped shirt, and some plain handy down shoes from her cousin. She sat up from her bed finishing tying her shoe. She leaves her indigo blue room and down the wooden steps of her home. Already hearing the clatter of a couple pans and her little sister and brother talking. 

She smiled as she looked at her little twin siblings and her mother fighting with a couple pans from the pantry. Hannah grabs the eggs, butter and bacon from the refrigerator and lays them on the counter for her mother to then use. "so how's everything at school recently?" "Pretty good actually. I've been studying pretty hard for an essay later this week," Hannah smiled at her mother as she cracked the first egg. "Well, I have some news for when your father gets here." "Really? What is it?" Hannah asked intrigued, they never had surprises ever. "I can't tell you silly" her mother giggled while chopping up green bell peppers. Hannah frowned, easily displeased. The one time they have a surprise she doesn't get to know. She continued to crack the four more eggs, still frowni-

"Im Back Terri!"

"And my little dumplings."

Her father pinched her twin sibling's cheeks smiling at them, "hey dad, how was the morning shift?" "Not bad. Definitely not my favorite through." She smiled at him. He seemed like an amazing father anybody would ask for; But if doesn't make up for the fact before even Hannah was born he was physically abusive to her mother, only mentally now and the fact he cheats on her almost once a week. Not every week but it definitely isn't rare to see him I'm bed with a drunk woman.   Hannah handed over the beaten eggs to her mother to scramble frowning whilst doing so.

Terri sat the plates on the table whilst Hannah sat down frowning slightly at her father. She'd admit she loves her dad like a daughter would but hates him with a passion at the same time. She knocked herself out of her nonsense and started to eat, "mom? Dad?" They both looked at Hanna right in the eyes, she immediately shied away pushing her eyes to the table cloth. "Could we every learn more about aunt Rosie?" Hannah asked slightly anxious, just wanting a simple answer and not a lecture. "well sweetheart." Her mother paused. "Even we don't know." Hannah frowned, "it's fine. Just curious about her." She mentally sighed staring down at her food. "Anyways. Guys." ​​​​​​ her father looked around at every one. "Where going on a road trip to cullman Alabama!"  He smiled like an idiot. Hannah perked up, she wanted to see what Alabama was like since her aunt grew up there separately from her mother. "Really? That's awesome!" Hannah exclaimed, "when do we start packing?" She asked in more of a serious tone. "Tomorrow." Hannah started to smile like an idiot.

Walking back up stairs, excited than ever. 'Maybe I can sneak to Aunt Rosie's old house while I'm there' she thought excitedly. 'Cullman Alabama that's like a twelve hour drive' she thought to herself. She jumped on her bed butt first, grabbing her diary.

 'January 17th 201-

Why the hell is there a picture of Rosie?-

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(//Hoped you liked the prologue to this Creepypasta based story. Hannah Lynne was created by me, this is a book of a girl learning mysterious and dangerous secrets about her family ancestry. Anyways thank you for reading this prologue!//)

(//Willow Value//)

-Hannah Yulee Lynne-