THE MURDEROUS WRITER
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"I am a writer and a murderer "
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Mary was only ten years old when she started writing horror, she didn't care what people around her would say or mock her, because she was already used to it since she was only six years old. Until she reached the age of eighteen, she still didn't stop writing scary and very brutal things, she didn't know why, but here she just let out what was in her mind as if she wanted to do it, but she actually does it, she kills after she writes what will be done in her story.
she became a famous writer, because of her excellency in this, and her stories seem to be true so she was called 'THE KILLER WRITER ' because of the characters she kills.
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Well what can you expect from an artist also born of blood? She was too young to remember much of anything that happened to them she was barely 6 months old but at least she was protected. Kept with her big brother. The only thing she has this memory of in the back of her mind is red everywhere and it was beautiful not in the same way her brothers think of it but more like an artist. She does photography for the police too. She teaches art to kids she helps her brother with his killings. Not in the way you think though. She's the only person that really understands him. She never saw him as a monster or something evil. Normal serial killers they're said to not have emotions or feelings but she knows that he loves her and that he's grateful for me. Dad never knew they kept it hidden well enough somehow that he never found out she knew the truth and their sister never knew either. This will just be their little secret and hope they don't ever get caught. Not my characters don't sue
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