hey!! My name is star. I'm in 8th grade. At school I don't have many friends and I'm bullied 24/7, but I don't care because my mom and dad are more important right now. My mom has breast cancer and my father is an abusive alcoholic. I have two jobs. One of them is being a waiter and my moms friends restaurant, and the other one is... Being a..um, stripper. Now I'm only a stripper because it gets me more money. Yes, I'm a virgin. But now let's get to what happened to me last week. We lived in a house but it wasn't just any house. It was..a possessed house. The first night we were fine. It was like the fucking AmityVille horror shit. you hear about it every now and then but they make fucking jokes like its something to joke about it. Those pussies couldn't stay in that house for 5 mother fucking days, let alone 28 like the lusts. This is a piece of shit world we're living in, but instead of dying, I kill people who wanna die. They aren't home. They're in hell and they don't deserve that. And what kindove of fucking God makes someone go to hell just because they like the same gender? That is fucked-up in so many ways. Anyways, in that house, it started off as nothing like doors slamming, cups dropping, but it got worse after a couple of days. My brother started to walk around the house, but would ALWAYS end up in the corner of my room. And I would end up on the floor near where my brother is. It's fucking creepy and I moved to live with my aunt but I had to go back because my aunt smokes crack. But I killed her husband because he was a greedy dirtbag. Then my father tried killing us, but I got us out of there. But... TO BE CONTINUED
