Chapter one

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  Hello,  my name is Y/N Woods.  Well it used to be.
    You see,  very few people would love a woods child now of days.
    Why you may ask? Because of the two brothers who went insane.  Jeffery woods,  Chara woods(shes a human), and Liu woods.
    Three insane kids,  and I might make the fourth.
    But you see,  I'm not a normal child.  I only show two emotions, depression and anger.
   Nothing else.  Pain,  I enjoy see others suffer. Happiness,  that's an actual thing?
     
     My new name is Y/N Sanford.  My two adoptive parents use me and abuse me. 
    What's the point in adopting a child, just to abuse them? I honestly don't understand this cruel world sometimes.
     I wake to a beer bottle being thrown inches away from my head.  I let the glass cut threw some of my skin, causing the red milk to come out.
   I sit up,  and nor my father or mother are in the room anymore.
    I change into my white hoodie,  with black pants and walk out the front door, to go to the hell I call school.
 
     Jeff's pov
       I'm looking for my next unlucky victim,  when a child around 10 years old walk out of a household.
    She's wearing a white hoodie,  and black pants.  She reminds me of myself.
   She also has black hair running down one side,  like it was burned.
    The other side being a light shade of brown.  She kept her head hung low,  so I couldn't really see her face.
    She walks up to her school and is greeted by a group of kids,  a mixture of boys and girls. 
   They all yell at her,  punch her and push her down.  She doesn't really show any emotion through out it though.
    She looks over at me, and stares at me for a moment.  Then she says in a very cold voice,  " Take a picture it will last a life time."
    Who does she think she is? To just get to talk to me,  Jeff the killer, like that? Does she have a death wish? Well now she does.

    Your pov
        After telling that old hag,  to take a picture I walk in the school. I keep my hood on and my head hung low.  I don't want the new kids to know or see anything.
    The other kids will tell them anyways....
    I walk into my class on the second floor,  and go to my "special desk". They all think I'm going to be like my brothers. 

     I doodle for a while until a feel multiple pairs of eyes on me.
    "Y/N care to share on the subject?" My teacher asked.  The students laughing alone with her.
    I put my hood down as I walk up to her.  "You listen here. You already know I'm not in a good mood,  so don't test your luck,  ya got it?" I say harshly.
   She gulps and nods like the rest of the class as I send death glares to all of them.
    I throw my hood back on and leave.

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