When the bell rang to announce the end of the day, Ellen promptly grabbed her backpack and walked home. When she arrived home, she swung her backpack onto it's hook in the kitchen. She walked towards her dad, whom was sitting on the couch, with a computer on his lap, working. She came over greeted him and started ambling over to her room at the far side of the house. Before she got there, she was greeted by her dog, lived. Lived was a golden retriever with dahlia eyes amidst his fluffy golden fur. He was also a bit to territorial. One time, when her dad was walking with her to school, Monica came up to greet Ellen, only to have her hand almost been bitten of by Lived. Ellen then finished the walk to her room. She closed her bedroom door and plopped onto her bed. She held her black cat wisp closely as she listened to her mother's wailing. Her mother did that a lot. And whenever she did it would last from one to 2 hours. Ashley would lock herself in her room for that whole time and sob and wail and scream. Once, when Ellen was five, while her mother was having another one of her wailing fits, she had inquired her father" dada, can I go in and help mama?", her father looked down on her and shake his head "I wouldn't recommend it sweetie." he said and so she never did go in and help her mother. After dinner, Ellen reported to her room, where she passed out asleep, on her single bed, with wisp beside her chest and Lived guarding at her
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HorrorEllen is an average 13 year old girl. She lived in an no town, or so she thought. When you really look at her town, it doesn't seem all so "normal". Want to know what happens, Read to find out!