"Why would you do this to me? Didn't you say you love me?" "Of course I do love you, you shouldn't have doubted my love for you." "Then why imprison me? Then why violate me? Then why torture me like this?" "Isn't it obvious? Because I love you." He smiled, hands lovingly stroke your pale bruised cheek, eyes passionately look at you, the color of pure vivid emerald, was scintillating as ever. But you laughed at his words, and gave a sardonic smile: "Liu, this isn't love, at all." A love story between a girl who can't stop living in the past and a serial killer who is too dominant over love. Like they've always said : "Love isn't one's business."

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highest rank - #1!! in creepypasta, #40 in fanfiction Brooklynn may only be 6, but she already hates her life. Her father is cheating on her mother. Her mom knows he is cheating, but just drinks away the pain of a broken heart. Her brother does drugs in his room all day. Nobody wants Brooklynn. The only friends she has are her dollies. They listen to her. They help her through this very tough time. But, they can only do so much. Brooklynn had imaginary friends. The only issue with this is... They weren't imaginary.