CreepyPasta stories

Typical

Why must people say you must have a torchered past to be like me? i mean yea i dress in all black usualy and i have my blond hair cover most of my face and i do know i have a strange lifestyle but i dont have a bad past because i have a typical loving famalie.

My name is Hayley Jenkins Greenwood and the year is 1953, I am 19 years old and i live... well lived with my typical loving famalie. My dad had dark brown hair and tanned skin and my mother had bright blond hair and palish skin, I have 2 siblings a brother who is 12 and a sister who is 6. Without me they seem like the perfect little famalie, my father has a typical job with a typical sallory and my mum does the typical caring for everyone and my siblings do gymnastics and play baseball....Typical. They all attend church every sunday without fail. I never went. They all keep telling me to become part of the famalie and stop all the teenage rebellian stuff.... I know what it seems like. But its not i can feel deep down than its more than a typical teenage rebelliouse stage its so much more.
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My famalie made me sick i couldnt handle it anymore i had to go out for a walk they are all playing board games together and are all laughing. its 1:42 AM so i snuck out of my window and strolled the streets grumbling to myself with my hands in my pockets.

As i walked i looked down the street I looked through the windows of the neighbourhood.

"Typical......Typical......TYPICAL!" I felt enraged and i had to get away so i strolled down a allyway. Suddenly i felt watched! it was unnerving. I suddenly tripped. I felt my head in pain and looked down. It was a black duffle bag. Curiousety took over and i opened it. I pulled out the first item, It was a mask It looked like a typical girls makeup style paint job on it. i placed it aside and pulled out another item, It was a thin fishing wire type of thing except it was made of a strange flexy metal. i placed it aside the mask and pulled out a yellow 50s dress and dolly shoes that were my size, Yuck i thought to myself and threw it aside. The next item i was happy with, A large bottle of Vodka i took a gulp and threw the bag aside. But i heard something else in the bag! I grabbed it and opened it wide and pulled out a strange shaped knife that was suratted one end and plain at the other, There was also writing on the handle..... Typical! My eyes grew wide. It was like this bag was left for me. Suddenly i heard beeping of a horn and i threw all the items in the bag and looked around and found my dad with a angry glare. The hole trip back home he was giving me a lecture on how i have no excuse on how im acting and that i need to stop it. once i got home i walked straight to my room with the bag in hand, i then slammed the door. I started to pace the room mumbling while downing the Vodka. Normal he wants me to be normal? Typical more like. I then froze and looked in the bag. It was like someone placed the bag in the street for me! I then began to think. Fine typical they want.... Its typical they get!

The next morning as i walked down the stairs my mother nearly dropped the plate of pancakes from her hands and my dad coughed on his pipe. I began to smile in my yellow dress and dolly shoes and i had my hair put to the side so everyone can see me face. Ready for church? Everyone was more shocked at what i had just said. We all approached the church and everyone in there staired at the Typical new girl in the church. After we were all done we were about to go when i said ill meet them at home that i just wanted to confess some sins. my dad smiled and agreed and they were gone. It got late and the priest was packing up. He then noticed a person in the dark side of the room. Hello my child can i help yo.... He was suddenly interupted from walked towards the figure in the dark by a pulling in the neck. He looked at the large cross above him and noticed a wire that was wrapped over him and to the person. I giggled and tugged on the wire making the priest cough. I then emerged from the darkness with the mask on. Who are you? the priest managed to spit out. ow little ow me. I said innocently, Im Typical I began to giggle again and i suddenly gave the wire a huge tug instantly making the thin wire decapitating the priest the blood seemed hesitent to pore out because it was so quick. I smiled and picked up his head. Im sorry where are my manners? I moved his hair from his face and kissed the heads forhead then placed it on the alter. There you go father. By then i walked away.

Later on my dad heard that the priest was mudered on the radio. He Stood up shocked. I approached behind him. My whats the matter? He span around and glared at me i had my hands behind my back and was swimging back and forth from tiptoea to my heels. I was also still wearing my mask. Hayley? My dad said pointing at me. You killed him. I slowly shook my head. No Daddy Typical! He began to run through the door way but was flung back holding his throat gasping for air. Whats wrong daddy? cat got your tongue? i then grabbed  the wire i put in the doorway and wound it up in my hand over my nuckles. I then grabbed my knife from my ribben that was around my waist. Here let me cut a slice! I began to slice at him. He began to yell. Know know daddy its not polite to yell. I then ripped of his tie and wrapped it over his mouth. Know we can have more fun. I then began to play games of naughts and crosses on him until he died of blood loss. After i finished i creeped up to my sleeping famalie. Hello mommy! My mother woke up in shock and glared at my bloody knife. please st...stop.... I then wrapped the wire around her hands and feet so she was stuck on the bed, I lent down and wispered in her ear, Since you asked nicley ill leave you alone. I got up and walked to my brother and sisters room. I could hear my mother yelling through the cloth in her mouth trying to stay stop. I just put my finger on my lip indecating for her to be quiet and i opened the kids room and saw them sleeping quietly. I began to giggle and i walked in. after i was done i walked up to my mother and cut her bounds she instantly ran to the kids room and opened the door. but little did she know that the kids were alive but had wire around their neck linking to the door and when she slammed the door open she witnessed the decapitation of them. I giggled more and walked away and outside. Not a drop of blood fell on me and i walked to the ally i found my equiptment and giggled. I looked up to catch a glimps at someone on the room above me. Thank You! I yelled out and the figure looked back at me and smiled. What a polite young man i said blushing.