Please don't steal this!!! I worked really hard on it, and I just want to let you guys know, it is mine completely so I would like it if you gave me credit. <3 forever: Cat
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I hate this town. It has driven me mad, and I don't think that you understand the pain from slowly being tortured into madness. It all started when I was about 16. I spent most of my time with my friends, like normal people do. But something was different about me. I suffered from anxiety. Still do, actually.
I was sleeping over at a friends house, and she said that I should go into the bathroom with a candle, without lighting it for 5 minutes. Her house was old and creepy, and I didn't like it one bit, but I did it anyway. I didn't want to seem like I was scared. The floorboards gently creaked under me as I walked to the bathroom. I was holding the candle, scraping wax off of it to calm myself. When I got to the bathroom, I closed the door and leaned up against it, breathing heavily. I was terrified, but I was determined to stay in there until five minutes was up. Then I heard the whispers. Faint, and you couldn't really hear anything except lips moving, but there were whispers. But I listened harder, and I heard what they were saying.
"You're next Emma. Next. Next." Many voices repeating the same phrase over and over and over. And then I heard her scream. Lisa's scream echoed throughout the house, and her parents were gone on a business trip, so I was the only one that could save her. But I didn't get there in time.
She was hanging from the wall, her white hoodie torn and bloodied. There was a single precise cut down her abdomen and her organs were hanging from her, except her heart, which was pinned to the wall with a boning knife. I gagged. It smelled like blood and gasoline in there...I realized a second too late what the second smell was and whipped around see a boy about 13 light a match with a sadistic smile on his face.
"I'm Ian. Let's play with fire," he said, dropping the match and igniting the whole floor, immediately burning me. I screamed, not only out of pain, but of fear, and then I blacked out.
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Ian has been torturing me since. He killed my parents, grandparents, friends, family, basically anyone I cared about, and told everyone that he was my little brother that my parent had given up for adoption. We went into foster care, and they promised us that we could stay together, which I didn't like, but one smile from him and I had to agree. He stayed with me until I visited the house where it all started. I never saw really saw him again, but that smile haunted my dreams forever.
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DID YOU LIKE IT??????? I liked writing it. Please don't take credit for this, and if it's too close to another Creepypasta I'm sorry, I haven't read them all yet. I don't think it is but I don't know. LOTS OF LOVE, CAT!!!!!!!!!
