Im fine (no im not someone save me) CreepyPasta fanfiction ^_^

Chapter One: The Crash

My name is Alexa, Alexa Grave. I've been depressed ever since I was 13 because I was Bisexual. My parents were fine with it but somehow my school found out and I got bullied often. I tried to take my life six times and failed. I realized that that's what they wanted. They wanted me Dead. I ignored them and they would get meaner and more violent but I didn't care. I started cutting.... even though I knew it wouldn't change anything. Then it happened... they day my bullies killed my parents. The day they made my life miserable. The day when I got violated and abused. I guess I should thank them... if I could that is... they are how I met the CreepyPastas. So enough back story let me tell you what happened starting on February 14th Valentines day. (See the song reference I made? no? okay I'll shut up now >.<)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I was walking home one night and I was hit by a wave of worry and anxiousness as I opened the door.

"M-mom? Dad? You home?" I knew something was wrong there was no note and no one answered. I checked all the rooms and the home phone rang. I shakily picked it up. "H-hello?" I asked. "Is there an Alexa Grave there by any chance?" asked a polite British accented woman. "Th-this is her." I said shaking. "I regret to inform you that your parents Amanda and Timothy Grave are dead. They are in the hospital and the surgeons will let you say goodbye. You were listed as their only family. I'm sorry." she said. I collapsed to the floor in agony. "No no no no no!" I screamed. I hung up the phone and grabbed the keys to my car and drove to the hospital. I went up to the desk and asked where my parents were. "Room 13 love." said a man with black hair red eyes and a doctors mask with a smile on it. He seemed familiar but I brushed it off and ran to room 13. There I saw my parents and my... BULLIES!? Melanie, Miranda, and Jessica. (sorry if your name is Melanie Miranda or Jessica :/) Jessica was the only conscious one. I glared at her and she looked down to her lap ashamed. Their parents ran in and cried over them while I walked over to my now dead parents. "Mama...Daddy...no. Please wake up mommy, daddy. Please." I whispered letting my tears fall. Melanie woke up and didn't know her parents were there. "Stop crying faggot, they did a shitty job of raising you anyways. They're better off dead because they don't have to deal with your shit anymore." she said smirking. Jessica glared at her and said "You know Melanie Fuck you. HER PARENTS ARE FUCKING DEAD BECAUSE OF US!!! DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THAT WE ARE MURDERERS?!?!?!?" she screamed. I just cried holding my dead parents cold hands. Melanie glared at Jessica but was stopped when she saw her dad. "Melanie Gale ANDERSON! You are soooo grounded." he said harshly. I remembered Mr. Anderson was my dads best friend in life. She gulped and glared at me. Miranda woke up and started crying. She was always so sweet but then her brother died. Or so it seemed. I found him outside an alley cold and weak. I helped him get food, drink, and a job (don't ask) then took him to the hospital. "M-Miranda? Do-Do you remember me?" He asked shaking. She gasped and said "S-Sam? But how!?" she threw her thin arms around him and he smiled. "Alexa saved me." she glanced at me nervously and mumbled an ' I'm sorry for everything.' I wiped my eyes and the smile masked surgeon came in and took my hand. "Miss Alexa is it? I'm so sorry for your loss."  He said sadly. "It's o-okay." I said with my voice cracking on okay. He hugged me and rocked me in his arms for a bit. He let go and I think he smiled at me. "If you want to talk I'm here." he said softly. I nodded and gave him one last hug. "Thank you." I whispered. I drove back home and started packing cuz the woman called back to tell me I'm in the foster system. I sighed and finished packing. Okay Alexa you can do this. Now where did I put my secret stash of money for emergencies....