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Little (y/n) was 6, she was a orphan, she hated the place since kids called her a freak......for a reason though......she could see the dead. She had made friends with them she said but they didn't believe her and thought she was crazy. Each day they would say 'crazy' or they will say 'your crazy no wonder your parents left you' or even worse....... 'Kill yourself' She had enough What will happen To those other orphans Well read to find out~

As a child, you had long since accepted the fact that you were simply... normal. Well, for the most part, anyway. Your parents worked really hard to feed you and your older siblings, often not being home since their jobs were so demanding. You couldn't complain. They'd adopted you and still loved you like their own. Even when, at the age of five, you caught a strange virus that messed up your body, they and your siblings cared for you. But you still felt lonely. It was a strange feeling. They all loved you and tried to give you attention, so why did it seem so fake? You received your answer at the age of nine, when you met your first real friend, a nice older boy by the name of "BP". Soon, his friends joined you, and you became your own group. They taught you everything, and you felt whole again. But you soon find that danger was never very far from your companions. (A/N: This is a story written with the intent that there will be different endings for each of the chosen characters. As they get voted for, I'll add them to a list below. You, reader, get to choose the endings! I've learned about a lot of new Creepypastas since my last book, so the options have expanded a lot since then. As for the cover being the same as my last one, I've yet to find a cover I like... The cover I've used for this book and my last one are simply placeholders until I can find a better one. *shrugs* Anyway, enjoy the story!) Endings -> ~ None, yet! If you like the story, vote for an ending with your favorite pasta!

So this is just a little thing that I write jn my free time and dont get me wrong I do try I'm just not to good but thanks for the support and stuff. It means a lot because this is my first.

Youve known them since you where a little girl Lets how you get along after all these years.