Vivian
This is Vivian. Although her parents where rich she did not have the most amazing life like you would expect this girl to have. She died on her 16th birthday. On her 16th birthday she had just been sitting in her room minding her own business when her dad burst into her room in a rage. Vivian hadn't done anything but her dad blamed her for everything, even the death of her own mother who died giving birth to her. Her dad started to hit her but Vivian managed to get away. She ran down the long hall to the door that led into the attic. The attic was the only place her dad wouldn't go because he was scared of it for some reason. Vivian didn't question it as long as she had a place to hide. She sat there in the attic almost all day listening to her favorite bands on her CD Walkman. She had made a CD consisting of her favorite songs by Kiss, Motley Crue, Red Hot Chilly Peppers, and Guns N' Roses. Her dad also hated her taste in music. It was the evening before she even dared to come out of the attic. She slipped quietly down stairs and she was about to get out the front door when her dad saw her and yelled at her for staying in the attic all day. She ran out of the house and her dad chased her. He had been drinking and he was drunk now. She ran down the street as fast as she could but she ran into a gang, and not just any gang but the gang her dad was in. Her dad tolled the gang to beat her up good so she wouldn't run off like that again. She died there as the gang was kicking her on the ground.
Several years later you move into the house that was newly built on the spot where Vivian had been kicked to death. She saw you one day and instantly felt a connection for some reason. She walks beside you where ever you go. She does her best to protect you from people that may harm you. She's a true friend.
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How I died
Paranormalstories of how teenagers and children die of a terrible and some others twisted fates.