Mavis (OnHold)

Mavis (OnHold)

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She used to pace around with some actions, totally ignoring her surroundings under the influence of triggers, involved in her daydreams. She knew that she shouldn't. She knew she's called a physco. She knew its ridiculous. She knew that everybody knows about her.. But not exactly. She knew that she was suffering from Maladaptive Daydreaming. But there was someone who was intensely watching her, whom she was unaware... She was Mavis. ... (due to changing my username so many times, some users might won't be able to find my profile so my current username is Ridiculouspunk)
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I killed my friends and it's my fault. But feels unexpectedly euphoric... Kyra is the Devils daughter but she doesn't know it. Soon she meets Coen (a guy with a rich history and inhumanly talents), little do they know what's in store for them. "I have just stabbed my favourite teacher. What is wrong with me. There's blood coming out of her chest, more and more as her heart pumps. But it's already too late because I see my scissors sticking up from her ribs as I feel unnaturally good. All of the guilt has somehow oozed out of me. I remember that I feel good only after the person has died so she must be dead. There is silence for about 10 seconds then everyone starts screaming and runs to the other side of the room to me. I don't know why but this is kinda fun. I slowly walk towards them, smirking, as the guy who bullied me for me whole life is shaking and grabbing onto his best friends shoulders. I'm not going to hurt them but it is fun torturing them. He has made my life miserable for 11 years so I'm not going to leave without out evening out the mental and physical indents he has had on my life. All those sleepless nights of crying, cut and bruises he has given me. I continue to walk even closer, everyone has started to back slowly away from him. He lets out a stupid high-pitched scream as I whisper to him." I swear I'm not a psychopath.

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