Life

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Everybody has their faults,even me.A teenage girl who suffers from depression,I had always been bullied since i was a young girl.Everyone always thought i was weird,I could never fit in with anyone.I couldn't even fit in with my own family,i was just to strange.One warm evening i decided i would sneak out and find someone as strange as me.So i packed my things,or at least what things i wanted to bring with me. On my first night alone i found someone who was a little like me,but she was still missing something.Within a week,i had a whole group of people gathered by my side,we were all strange,Actually We were MURDERER'S,we chose are victims carefully and then killed them off one-by-one.

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Sorry this part was so short

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