The Basement

The Basement

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To cut it short, my names Emily. I'm a 16, going on 17, year old girl who's been held hostage in her own home by the man that helped bring me up. That's right, my dad. Where's my mum? skipping details she's dead and her body is currently the only thing that's with me in the basement.
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I'm Emily woods, I have long black hair, I have bright pulsating blue eyes, and pale skin. Ever since my mother died when I was 10 I lived in an orphanage for girls that's located on the outskirts of the legendary slenderman woods. Before my mom died she gave me a loss black choker with a silver moon and a little bit longer necklace with a circle and an x through it. She told me: "Never take off these necklaces, they will protect you and help you find your way" I never understood what she ment by that, now 18, I understand. This is the story of how my life turned upside down.

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