The Listener
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Silvia has been haunted by her actions at her senior homecoming dance, for over a month now. Her memories and thoughts are a blur and she isn't even sure why she had done it.
Silvia isn't sure what to think of her old caged life. Held down and kept quiet. She is finally free. Though she often doesn't feel like it.
Her hands are bloodied, and she tries to tell herself she likes the warmth of it, but she doesn't. Her morals are wrong, but does she admit it? Something's wrong, but will she confront it? Silvia's future was finally back in her hands, until she realizes it never was to begin with.
I don't condone anything the characters in this story do, believe or want!!! I don't encourage anything the characters in this story do, say or want to do! This is a horror story and these characters aren't right in the head, please acknowledge that.
Just want you to know that editing is very difficult on my phone and until I eventually upgrade...You'll have to deal with a couple of spelling errors:(
Cover art is drawn by yours truly!
All art, sketches and pieces in this story were done by myself!(very wow I know)
So credits to myself for the art
And credits to all the characters (besides Silvia) to their creators. Silvia Stone is my character.
I will tell all of you, that I've changed the majority of the characters( physically and mentally) in how I think they'd be or properly should be, in my opinion. Most characters have different stories then what you've read and not all of the creepypastas are in this story.
A BIG THING YOU NEED TO KNOW: I sometimes edit after Ive published a chapter, so if you see error, know I haven't gotten to it yet, or that I missed them. I don't mind if you point them out, that's actually super helpful.
I hope you enjoy! Constructed Criticism would help me a lot so feel free to!
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