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_______, una chica normal, hasta que conoció a su mejor amiga, que sufría constantemente gracias a sus cuidadores. Harta de todo esto, decidió liberarla de su sufrimiento. Portada hecha por @Sama_UwU Perdonen si al principio la historia está bien fea y no tiene mucho sentido, pero a partir del capítulo 16 les juro que mejoré mucho :'c

Let's see... Where to begin the story. Ah! Let's start from here shall we?. Loneliness. That was all that I felt. Father cheating, mother acts as if it's normal. I was a werid child since young, kept telling people my ' friends' had so-called- tentacles. To fill the void in me, I become a killer named the mad hatter. Cause truly, I was mad. Edit : I just realized that the numbers I label my chapters are wrong ... WELL LOOKS LIKE I'M GONNA HAVE TO EDIT THIS NOW 😃

"You, it can't be true. You're alive?" she paused. "How can this be true, you died. Everyone died that day! You can't be alive" The boy just looked at her with no emotions, his eyes grazing over hers. "Believe it, I'm alive and well. Just tell me where he is" She took a step back and whispered to herself, "You can't be real" she's in denial, "I watched your house burn, I saw the burnt bodies," her voice cracking as it grew louder, "You're not real!" she screamed and ran with tears falling from her eyes. "Tsk, wrong answer" he mumbled and took off after her. ____________________ I do not own Creepypasta, I only own the plot, some characters, and the cover of the book! All rights reserved. ____________________ Part 1 of 3 books!!

When I stare at his emerald eyes I see hope, but when I see his smirk forming... I know I'm going to regret this...