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Written By Brittany
James
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Shiver
Prolouge
No-one knew my story. Yet they eased to judge. No-one knew my reasons. Yet they watched me cry. No-one knew anything, No-one knew me.
I wasn't your typicial teenager. I was much, much more.
I had a secret. A deep, enchanting one. Somthing no-one could find out.
Or so I thought.
My name is Crimson Goth, and I was murdered on the 22nd of febuary 2002.
I spend all my days alone.
My mother is clueless. She just goes along with my lonlieness.
She doesn't understand.
No friends, No family.
My mother is my ONLY one.
But she doesn't care.
She takes the whole world for granted. She takes life for granted. I didn't.
I always knew my life was in danger. Badly in danger.
From that one, day.
I used to have friends, believe it or not. I even had a best friend. Maybe even two. I had a boyfriend, and thats where the problem began.
"Anthony, I think we should just stay friends." I told my boyfriend.
"Are you breaking up with me?" He snapped, stepping forward.
"Umm...Yeah. It's just not working. I mean, we should just stay friends. I don't wanna ruin our relationship." I stuttered,biting my nails.
I was actually breaking up with him because he was acting really wierd-clingy. I didn't know how to describe it.
"You can't!" He screamed into my face, pulling me into the school.
I tried to shout, but he covered up my mouth.
He grabbed my hair, and pulled me close. "One day, One day. You'll be sorry, Crimson. One day, your whole life will be gone. One day, I'll get revenge."
I remember those words.
He harrased me after that. I was speechless. I couldn't tell anyone. I just kept quite.
I lost all my friends because of him. He haunted me, playing games with my head. He killed all my family members, all my friends, it was me who was framed, but no-one had proof.
I was next on the list.
And I couldn't Bare it.
Feedback?
Sorry, it's kinda gay. If you don't like being scared, then don't continue to read this chapter.
But what do you think?
I love writing this series. And the ideas are all mine.
I don't mind notifying people so...yeah just ask. >.<
I don't know if I should continue to write this...but tell me if you want to.
Kay?
Love you lots x
Format Credit superandom
No-one knew my story. Yet they eased to judge. No-one knew my reasons. Yet they watched me cry. No-one knew anything, No-one knew me.
I wasn't your typicial teenager. I was much, much more.
I had a secret. A deep, enchanting one. Somthing no-one could find out.
Or so I thought.
My name is Crimson Goth, and I was murdered on the 22nd of febuary 2002.
I spend all my days alone.
My mother is clueless. She just goes along with my lonlieness.
She doesn't understand.
No friends, No family.
My mother is my ONLY one.
But she doesn't care.
She takes the whole world for granted. She takes life for granted. I didn't.
I always knew my life was in danger. Badly in danger.
From that one, day.
I used to have friends, believe it or not. I even had a best friend. Maybe even two. I had a boyfriend, and thats where the problem began.
"Anthony, I think we should just stay friends." I told my boyfriend.
"Are you breaking up with me?" He snapped, stepping forward.
"Umm...Yeah. It's just not working. I mean, we should just stay friends. I don't wanna ruin our relationship." I stuttered,biting my nails.
I was actually breaking up with him because he was acting really wierd-clingy. I didn't know how to describe it.
"You can't!" He screamed into my face, pulling me into the school.
I tried to shout, but he covered up my mouth.
He grabbed my hair, and pulled me close. "One day, One day. You'll be sorry, Crimson. One day, your whole life will be gone. One day, I'll get revenge."
I remember those words.
He harrased me after that. I was speechless. I couldn't tell anyone. I just kept quite.
I lost all my friends because of him. He haunted me, playing games with my head. He killed all my family members, all my friends, it was me who was framed, but no-one had proof.
I was next on the list.
And I couldn't Bare it.
Feedback?
Sorry, it's kinda gay. If you don't like being scared, then don't continue to read this chapter.
But what do you think?
I love writing this series. And the ideas are all mine.
I don't mind notifying people so...yeah just ask. >.<
I don't know if I should continue to write this...but tell me if you want to.
Kay?
Love you lots x
Format Credit superandom
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