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“ Close your eyes ”. My names Freedom. All my memories from my childhood consist of playing with my many friends or drawing characters from my imagination. I knew I had psychotic episodes and schizophrenia from a young age and so did my friends but they never saw it as something negative or unsettling because they had their own problems, my parents didn't notice or care. I was a typical tomboy with shoulder length bushy brown hair and eyes which had olive hue to them. I was rather curvy and tall for my age being five foot five at the age of eleven and people described my personality as social, happy, creative, humorous friendly and rebellious but they said I had a darker side too. I lost almost all my negative emotions at the age of ten. I'm also trilingual which means I can speak three languages, Polish , English and Irish, which comes in handy. My favorite thing about me was my scar on my left hand I had carved into my skin during a psychotic episode that resembles a cat's skull. I have a sister laura and my parents were not the best. They seemed to neglect me and more than once I had to cook my own dinner because my dad was working and my mama was at a party with my sister.

I knew about creepypastas and they were one of the things my sketchbook was filled with aside from comics and different characters. I had my own creepypasta called Silent Killer who was modeled after me , she had the exact same features like me and I referred to her as I. My friends called me Silent Killer as a joke and I called them after their original characters too . I had the same black turtleneck, coat and jeans she wore along with light brown hiking boots which stood in the attic. She also attacked with a sledgehammer, my favorite weapon though she used a gun when she had to. I even forced my best friend Fi to write her creepypasta’s story because like me her one greatly resembled her too. When life seemed to be going great disaster struck , a bus crash. Looking back on it I shouldn't have been too surprised , this happened in Silent Killers story too. On the morning of the incident everything felt wrong but stupid me just shrugged it off and went and got ready for another day of getting in trouble in class . As I got on the bus everything seemed normal and my anxiety melted away as I heard my friend greet me with the words “ Silent, we got the fronts ” . The fronts was our slang for the front seats of any bus or vehicle with seats to be honest. They watched in amazement as I climbed swiftly and fluidly over the empty seats leading up to the fronts and then sat down like nothing happened. My friends told me how balanced and agile I was as I took out my phone and speaker out of my bag and switched them on. Our class was only a few weeks into sixth class and we were all buzzing with excitement but sadly our group had gotten way smaller because the last sixth class had gone to secondary school ( middle school ) along with 3 of our other friends. Fi sat beside me, so I turned on my favourite songs on full volume and we told jokes and laughed until we were gasping for breath We never put our seat belts on though, even when the bus started moving. I was eleven at the time.

I don't remember much about the crash because the impact of me hitting half my face on the dashboard knocked me and my friends clean out. When I woke up in the hospital literally everything felt different. A kindly looking nurse who was pushing a trolley which seemed to carry needles past the door noticed I was awake and she came in and said in a thick American accent “ so you finally got up ” I had so many questions but all that came tumbling out of my mouth was “ where am I ”. She explained that while I was unconscious they flew me to America because my injuries were so severe and the irish hospitals didn't have any more beds , I ooooohed in reply and then she said “ girl something bad happened to your face wanna see ? ”. I nodded despite that I already knew what happened she brought a small hand held mirror to me and in it I saw half my face the rest was a malformed mess of melted waxy looking skin. I became aware of my surroundings too. I was in a small brightly lit room with light aqua color walls and one bed in the middle. I smiled at the new me and the nurse looked shocked. She then started laughing and we laughed it off.

I took down each ward one by one, going in and emerging minutes later soaked to skin in a crimson liquid, I think the only wards that weren't demolished by me were the maternity and children's wards. I enjoyed it and the screams of agony brought me glee. I'd sing a song every time I was walking down the hall in a psychotic voice :

Don't close your eyes,

I'm messing with your brain,

Lies lies, lies

If you think we're just characters,

From a sto-o-ory,

I've never seen someone so dearly,

Wrong, wrong, wrong

As she creeps around the corner,

She's hunting for her next victim,

You're the rat

As she stands in the hallway,

Through her giggles and cries,

You'll hear the phrase,

Bashing three quarters of the hospital's employees and patient's skulls in with a sledgehammer took less time than I expected. I had the outer layer of skin from my victims who I murdered and would later eat. I was running down a countryside road when I became aware of a low rumbling noise and mixed voices whispering. I turned abruptly and was met face to face with the bonnet of a white van , I then tightened my grip on the sledgehammer before getting grabbed by the shoulders and I saw two giant rough hands around them. I was thrown into the back of the van and I fell onto my stomach. I was unconscious for a few minutes before I stood up and smashed the back door of the van once, twice ,trice ,until it fell off the hinges. My kidnapped climbed out of the front seat and tried to assult me but I somehow managed to kill him after a few minutes of dodging punches and hitting him.

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