St. Thanos mansion of hell

St. Thanos mansion of hell

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She was just a little babe about a year old when her grandma took her with and ran away from the horrid place called St. Thanos mansion where her parents and her twin brother lived. Grandma thought she could save her, away from the sadistic, blood hungry people. Grandma thought she could, not for long. It was about time 8 years later that they found them out, that she helplessly watched a man who forced her to call him "Father" kill her grandma in the most gruesome way possible, that no child should've seen it. Yet, there it was a boy who was around her age standing...laughing and clapping like as if a funny cartoon is playing on TV. Her "mother"? She was holding her back, smiling. The smile that was so evil to the fact the she tasted the blood that got splattered around as she gleefully watched her husband kill her own mother. She had been warned about this but this was nothing that she had expected. Tears never seemed to stop coming that day from her closed eyes. Grandma had promised her safety, she taught her about God, she taught her to sing to the angels. But This...this was hell. ___________________________________________________________ © All rights reserved® ___________________________________________________________
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Your suicide? Oh please, daddy. That didn't change me. I'm only trying to please you, trying to be perfect. And trust me, I've achieved perfection. I ran my school. If there was a crown, I'd be wearing it. I had all the guys on top of me, all the insecure little nitwits wrapped tightly around my finger. We still have your money, so I'm rich, gorgeous, thanks to your wonderful features, my dear father, and I was popular. I was perfect beyond belief. Now you; your secret still horrifies me. Why did you take your life? Your family so dearly loved you. I will find out, just for you, and so that you will say that I'm perfect in every which way as you watch down on me. Or up at me, whatever side of your wonderful personality the Lord took. However, my father, there is this new kid. I can't seem to remember his name. He's the silent type, perfect prey for my friends and I. But he's different. In fact I have made a deal with him. He'll help me solve your mystery, daddy, on one condition; I change my ways. He's such a joke, a cute joke. Oh what must I be saying, he's absolutely insane. I don't need to change my ways, I'm perfect. If anything, I should be helping him. Oh I remember now, father. Aiden. Aiden is trying to perfect me. What a laugh, isn't it? Perfecting something that's already perfect.

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