My Little Helper. CreepyPasta×Child!Reader

(Y/n)

(y/Birthday)

Your mother held you close in her arms, she looked down at you with tears brimming her eyes. You were so beautiful, so precious. Your little body fit snugly in her arms. She was tired and breathless but she knew that her time with you was short.

You were born in a bathtub in a small one bedroom apartment where your mother lived.  After running away from your father, she knew that she had to do anything she could to protect you. She named you (Y/full/n). Your name reminded her of hope and love.  It made her think of the better times the two of you would have.  She wanted to take care of you forever. 

She rubbed your small head as you are from her breast and she had her head back on the wall. She was going on hour two that you've been alive and she hasn't made an effort to move yet.  She was running out of energy, she knew her time was coming.

"(Y/n)...." She spoke in a soft tone. Her voice was smooth like honey. "I know... You won't remember me, but I want you to know... That I love you, and I will always love you. Be strong baby...."

You made a soft gurgle as you finished your meal, you snuggled into her.

The door to the bathroom started to jiggle and your mom held you closer against her chest.  "Go away!" she choked back a sob now.  Tears threatened to fall.  "I still have three hours!" the door continued to rattle, but your mother was too weak to get up or to make any effort to move.  She was tired, and she was weak. 

The door busted open and a man with a white hoodie walked in, he made sure to keep his face hidden as he walked over to the tub.  "Alright (Y/m/n) I'm here to collect the child. Your life for her saftey. A deal. Is a deal and my boss expects his pay." his voice was scratchy and deep. He put his hands in his pockets and he looked down at you. 

"Please....  I still have three hours... I still-" your mom begged through her sobs.

"A deal is a deal lady. It doesn't matter whether you die now or in a few hours. She still will never remember you." He tapped his foot impatiently.

The extra noise made your small body tense up. Between the door and the loud talking, it's too much for your little ears so you start crying.

Your mom cooed a little bit to try and calm you down and she looked up at the man and she let out a small sigh and held an arm up to him.  "Help me up, let me give her a few things as a keep safe. Then you may do as you please."

The man, did not like to wait, but seeing how determined she was made him sigh and help her up and out of the tub.  "Fine, make it quick"

Your mom wobbled out of the bathroom,  her movements were slow and she took a lot of deep breaths but she held onto you as she made her way into her own room. She spoke soft sweet words to you and she put your first diaper on you, your first outfit. It was a pink onsie  and a pair of white socks with a pink bow. Then she wrapped you up in a fuzzy blanket and she let you fall asleep on the bed.

She gathered some items for you and threw them in the biggest diaperbag she could've bought.  She put all your clothes in there for you, diapers, formula, toys.  Then, she put a locket in there. It was too big for you now but she hoped that it would serve as a memoir. She even put a pre-written letter in an envelope for you in there.  She hoped that they would let you read it.  When everything was all set she gave you a kiss on your forehead.

"My time on earth is up, but don't fret my dear child. Your time has just begun. I am unclear how your future will unfold but I hope that they will take good care of you and treat you like a princess." She then put a tiny bracelet with your name engraved in it and hers engraved behind it.

"I love you (Y/n)"

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Breaking news!

Local police rushed to an apartment to check out a scene late last night after neighbors called to complain about a loud dispute.  When the authority arrived they were appalled at the scene when they discovered that 21 year old (y/mothers/name) was mutilated in her apartment. The police still aren't sure the cause of death but they know that she has been stabbed seventeen times in the chest, her neck was slit. Her upper body was cut and torn open, multiple organs have been taken.  The strangest thing was that she had a smile cut into her cheek.

We are now looking for her missing child. It was declared that she went into labor in the bathtub and had the baby, but the baby is missing.  We don't know the gender or the name.  So this search might be near impossible. But if anyone has any information, please contact your local authorities.

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