NEW BEGININGS: creepy pastas

NEW BEGININGS: creepy pastas

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Hi im Heartless BREE, im 16. Last week my boyfriend, Chris, and i broke up. How we broke up you ask, he cheated on me with my BEST friend. After, slowly coming around to it, i snapped. Later that very night, i slipped quietly into his room. I quietly sang a lullaby to him. I gentally tied his wrist tightly to his bed post, i tried not to wake him. I, then, proceeded to climb onto of him and straddle his hips. He moaned slightly and blinked at me, sleepily. I smiled down at him and giggled. "You broke my heart now, ill be having yours" i laughed as i pulled out my freshly sharpened. kitchen knife. His eyes widened in fear. That sight gave me motive to stab. I enloged the blade into the space between his ribs. His scream rang out. I pushed it harder in an pulled down. I cut over top of his heart careful not to harm it. I smiled, lovingly at it rapid motion. . . . . Hope you like it! There are two other insane girls to meet. Factual HayHay and SAM. ENJOY<3
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