Origin of a Gengar
Once again, have another cringey lulzfest written by Cephei97 as both a backstory for one of her OC donutsteels and as a creepypasta.
There once was a human named Satomi Blumenthal. She had medium-length black and slightly wavy hair with bangs that were sideswept so they didn't get in her eyes. She had light skin and olive green eyes. Her mother was Japanese, but she was raised in America with an English-speaking father. She spoke fluent English, and was only somewhat good at speaking Japanese (sometimes it sounded like Google Translate translating from English to Japanese). She was a pretty lonely and introverted kid growing up, and would usually befriend those she could relate to the most.
At the beginning of her Freshman year of college, she befriended a few girls. While they weren't the kind of people who were completely the type of people in her comfort zone, she tried her best to be less of a loner. A few months passed by, and those girls grew tired of her. They used her mostly for minor errands and favors, and mild comedic relief (their sense of humor didn't even really match up with Satomi's, and they would sometimes use her cheap puns as an excuse to call her a pathetic comedian behind her back). Their deceit went as far as telling her to go buy them take-out at an expensive restaurant near the college campus only to run into trouble when the money they provided wasn't enough to pay for the meal. The look of disappointment on Satomi's face as she walked back out would send them into a fit of chortles.
Their laughter came to an abrupt end when a man who saw Satomi walk into that expensive restaurant mugged her for her money with a large knife when she walked back out. The man didn't believe the fact that it was all she had when she forked the cash over. He went ballistic and stabbed her repeatedly in the back when she tried to run away, calling her a liar as he went into an uncontrollable rage. When the police arrived, they found the body of a 20-year-old woman lying on the sidewalk with 9 stab wounds in her back.
A few weeks later, each of those girls went missing one by one. Investigators found that the dormitories their bodies were found in had an unusually cold temperature throughout the entire room. Their clothing would have precisely 9 tears around random parts of the back, but the skin appeared untouched. Their killer was never found.
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