Ask ghost of lacy
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Most know me by ghost of Lacy just call me Lacy.
Age: 16
Gender: female
I can barely talk.
I was abused by doctors, I was a dummy for them. I was operated on so many times.
Ever since I was 10 I was always used as a dummy. Being cut up then sewed back together.
All the pain they inflicted on me was horrible, No one came when I screamed. My voice box started going out from the screaming.
After a while Something happened- I can't recall much but now I am ghost and I haunt around the place that I used to be tortured.
Best guy friend: hoodie
Best girl friend: gory
Crush: homicidal Liu
I'm good at climbing trees, being stealthy, good with knives though I prefer a bat and likes to hide in the shadows.
I kill all scientist, doctors, nurses wether good or bad.
Enemies: Zalgo, rake, and Jeff The killer
Catch phrase: "don't be scared to live alone.. for you are not going to live"
• I own ghost of lacy she is my cp if you want to use her please ask me first•
•I don't own the other cps or gory•
•gory belongs to Thatcreepywriter•
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