When my dad got out...I wasn't scared but I was...sad. I dont really know why though. I kept on going over his house on the weekend. And went to school. I did keep on seeing the faceless man and his proxies but...I didn't care I would talk to them.
Dad did keep on getting into trouble with the police and he did keep on drinking and things. I did love him... but not anymore! I hate him now! He's a cunt. But let's get back on with the story. Mum gave him my pets to look after when I went to St.Helena.
I was 9 now. He came to my birthday and gave me a knife. (Picture up top is what it looks like for real I found it in a forest where she goes in. I'm her BIGGEST fan! Fanboy!) It says 'To Jasmine love dad' I did like it...not anymore. So i though it in a tree and left it there. Anyway we left him. More like mum took me away from him.
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Jasmine the killer (NEW CREEPYPASTA)
FanfictionThis is about Jasmine the killer. This is what I THINK happened because it's what most of her story is about. Like her family, friends and you know a lot of this is I'm just telling it in what I think it is. Ok read ahead.
