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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
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
I was in hospital for a while and I wrote home every Sunday. As every day passed I grew more and more fed up with the hospital and the constant routine, in one letter I asked for my black Silent Killer clothes and shoes back and a few weeks later they arrived in the post ( mail ). I used a notebook to plan a massacre and my escape out of anger and spite.
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Through her giggles and cries,
You'll hear the phrase,
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I saw flashing lights through the trees so I began running towards them and when it all came into view I saw two murderers surrounded by angrylooking police. I got their attention and for a second they looked shocked that I was helping them, before noticing the bloody state clothes and hair were in, I put my finger to my chapped lips while I snuck up on the police from behind. I took down two with one swing of my sledgehammer and it drove the attention away from the murderers in the center, giving us the opportunity to kill all the police officers in less than three minutes. I stood over the bodies when I heard them say almost at the exact same time, "thanks for the help, who are you? ”
"I'm freedom but you can call me Silent Killer "I uttered calmly ” your creepypastas I ,think please don't kill me." They simply laughed
I became my original character
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