User:LilieUniKitty

= Mira = roblox creepypasta-UNFINISHED-Roblox game: *Coming soon*

Hi! My name is Kitty, I'm new to Fandom! If you have advice or tips, please tell me.

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I woke up.

Why did I? I looked at my clock, it was the cliché 3am. I heard a noise, like a window opening. What? My parents just... Had a key...

My mom and dad went out to a party, close to our house, where I was. They trusted me to stay home alone a night, because it was this close. Were they coming home? I waited and listened, for what felt like hours, but when I looked at my clock, not a minute had passed. I heard footsteps, coming my direction! I heard myself breathe loudly, and heard a

Creeeaaaacckkk...

My door opened.

"M-mom?", I asked. "D-dad?"

A figure appeared in the doorway. The figure was not small and long-haired like my mom, neither was it tall and skinny like dad. Who was this? Someone broke in! The figure threw something at me, like, baking soda? I tried not to inhale it, but needed to breath and accidently sniffed it in. I felt dizzy, and my eyes couldn't stay open for long.

When I got them to open again, it looked like I was in an obby, from my favorite game, Roblox. The obby was pastel pink, my favorite color! I looked down and saw a little candy at my feet. I picked it up, and put it in my pocket. I started jumping, and jumping, and reached the first checkpoint. There was another candy! I picked this one up too. Next part of the obby were these lazers. I held my white hat with blue butterfly and and...

Jumped.

I kept jumping, until I saw the next checkpoint. I picked up the candy, and in front of me, was a big, brown, maze. After a few turns and curls, I saw the exit. I completed the rest of the parkour course, and saw... My bedroom. With a slam, I layed on the ground, my head aching and hurting like it never had before. I looked at my doorway, and saw that the obby was gone! I reached out my hand, felt my head, and felt...

A knife.

I looked at the figure with my last breath, and saw me. It was me. I had been killed by a mirrored figure of me.

News spread around town, news that little girl Mira, had been murdered. Everybody knew the story. What no one knew, was that Mira,