Maci

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Maci Davis is sixteen years old. She's tan and green eyes. Her hair is jet black and really long and straight.  It ends just above her butt and is very shiny. Maci also owns a pair of round black glasses that she wears everywhere because she can't see far away.

Maci is in love with gymnastics. It's her favorite sport. She started when she was eight years old but,  doesn't want this to be her career when she gets older. Singing and dancing are also her hobbies but, she's not good at either. 

Maci loves her grandmother and her group of friends dearly. She lives with her grandma in a apartment in Rochester, Minnesota. Maci's dad was cheating on Maci's mom so she left him. Soon after, her mother died from a heart attack. The pain was unbearable for Maci but she got by with the help of her friends. 

Maci was a smart girl. She never got anything lower than C-. She liked going onto the computer, texting and just hanging out.

One time, when Maci was only six months old, her mother put her on a counter, and she almost rolled off, when she turned her back. Luckily, her mom turned around in enough time to pick her up. She never did that again.

Maci loved her long beautiful hair. She usually, never would wear it up. She also liked putting it in a braid, and she likes curling it. The curling iron never fully worker for her long hair, but she tried.

The one thing Maci hated, more than ever is growing up playing alone. Her mom and dad never were willing to pay attention to her, so she was alone. No sisters. No brothers. It was a sad, boring life for her, until she turned ten.

A few weeks after her tenth birthday, her mother died of a heart attack. The heart attack didn't happen very long after Maci's mother left her father. The police thought that her dad had something to do with it, it was just a heart attack, nobody was involved.

She moved with her grandma, Bethany. Her grampa, Cliff passed away five years ago. Bethany, wasn't big on money but she had enough for Maci and her to get through. She got a little over one thousand a month because of the death.

Cliff was an amazing grampa. He had tons of money, because he was in the navy. Every time, he went over to see her, he would bring a gift. Expensive jewelry, headphones, games, computers and bags. Maci remembered the one thing her grampa gave her. A game. It was called 'The Game of Life' She brought it to the store, and the owner of the store claimed it was hers and took it away from Maci. Maci was only about six, so she couldn't stand up for herself.

She was hurt that such a great game, was taken from her. She always played alone, but it was a great game. She couldn't believe it was gone. Her favorite thing (at that point in life) was gone. Some other little girl was probably holding it or playing with her other sister, and she couldn't stand it. She didn't really understand why people were mean. She knew what mean was and everything, but people doing it to her. She absolutely hated it.

After, Maci got over the whole game she had an friend. An imaginary friend. His name was Dee. They played together, talked, hung out and cried together. Her parents never knew about Dee, and they didn't care enough to either.

Dee only lasted over two months before Maci forgot about him. She just never talked to him anymore, never played, she completely ignored him. It was the end of Dee.

Maci learned to love reading and writing. She had to write her name on a sheet of paper over and over again in kindergarten. She was the only one that knew how to read properly in her kindergarten class, so she was always asked to read.

She liked her ABC and 123's very much. She really liked singing the songs and saying them in her younger ages.

 Maci always wanted to be named Traci, Alyssa, Sarah, Hanna, Dana, Lily or pretty much anything other than Maci. She doesn't like her name. She never did, she never will or at least she says. "Maci is a pretty name" people tell her but, nothing changes her mind.

Maci was never really the wild one. She would laugh, but for the most part she wouldn't stay out too late or make her parents worry. She was calm and could handle horrible situations but, sometimes her lid would blow.

Maci wasn't good with secrets. It would eat her up inside, if she had a secret. She always wanted to tell somebody. Everybody was nervous to tell her secrets because they were scared she would end up spilling.

Her favorite outfit was a teal flowered dress. The top had a very pretty design, same for the bottom. She either would wear her purple and blue high heels or her blue heart sandals. She was very good at putting together outfits. She also loved doing it too.

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That's Maci. Now the killing will start. 

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