A passion For Killing

A passion For Killing

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Oct 23, 2018
You weren't the one to fit in,You never were as it always goes,Parents Ignorance and favoriting your sister and making you look bad and As the "Crazy" one,When actually it was them that made you almost slip off the edge of the sanity. As the years went by and your patience went thin,Your sanity Disappearing slowly,You managed,on Halloween party of your school to Kill a Bully that has been bothering you since first grade.It felt amazing,To see them suffer as much as you did,Your emotionless sociopathic self felt a burn of an excitement when you killed that bastard. Since the accident you acted as sympathetic as much as you could wearing a mask,Of course no one would want to End up in jail,not even you. When you finally turned 18,You saved up enough money to buy a car And drove into a peaceful Town called... Haddonfield,In Illinois. Don't worry, it has a Pleasant surprise what it holds Inside of the cold Silent town,Not knowing that you'll bring someone else with you too.
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You're a teenager with the love of dancing. As a child, you competed in community dancing competitions with all your friends. Your mother and father supported your love for dancing all the way. Your father would even dance with you sometimes just to spend time with his little girl! Then, one disastrous night when you were thirteen, you and your parents were driving home from your fifth national competition. You won first place, and everyone in your family was proud of you. It began to rain and visibility was decreasing. A drunken driver wasn't paying attention to where you and your family were going, and the drunken driver crashed head on into the vehicle. Your mother didn't make it. A year later, your father became more alcoholic and abusive. He was very devastated over your mother's death just as you were. He kept telling you it was all your fault that your mother died. It is currently three years after your mother's death, and you're sixteen years old. Your father got another woman, and you have a little step sister now. Your father and step mother finally made the decision to send you to a foster family, and that's where you went.

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