User:Riri2017

I'm basically in love with creepypasta and well me being weird I decided to look at unexplained crimes when I noticed something nearwhere my American friend lives, which due to privacy I'm not going to say. So I called him up and asked about the girl involved, with my luck! apparently he was at school with her for 3 years untill one day she just didnt come back. So I decided hey how about my friend send me a email about the girl and I'll read about her a bit and write a creepypasta so here you go!! This is basically the email he sent me, I edited some personal things between me and him out but other wise this is the raw copy:

'Her name was Molly Kennedy. She was the type that never smiled and sat at the back of the class always doodling something I couldn't see. She read books alot and never really talked unless she was defending herself against bullies (Which she was quite good at). and I'm not ashamed to say, she was hot. she had hip length brown down to blonde ombre hair and usually dull grey eyes although when she was drawing her eyes became quite bright. She always seemed to wear long bootct blue jeans and this windbreaker jacket that was black on the outside but pink on the inside, the jacket had holes in the wrists so she could slide her thumb through. I was pretty jealous of her shoes honestly they were converse black on the fabric part and white on the plastic toe and heel part as well as the bottom. The weird part about her was that she never swam or participated in gym. The teacher would allow her to sit on the sides and it honestly confused me while we were playing fun games in gym she sat out and and doodled like usual. She also never showed her arms now that I think about it she might be a cutter. Yeah, probably was."

okay now I've read the short police story about a million times but I'll try and shorted it even more:

Molly Kathleen Kennedy was an only child, and age nineteen when missing. Diagnosed with major depression at age 12, she was taken to almost every therapist in the state but no one knew what was wrong he parents finally made the decision to give her antidepressants, which she refused for years. At age 18 on Sunday March 3rd 1996 just before mollys birthday she burned down her house at about twelve o'clock, killing both her mother and father. She fled the crime scene and the only note left of her was written,"The frowning girl has come." and left on the driveway. After a few years of investigating all her files were deleted and high ranking officers started dieing of 'natural' causes.

okay! So here is the pasta I put together cause why not

18 year old, Molly Kennedy sat on her bed curled in a ball listening to her to parents fight about how they were going to take care of her depression. She had once again refused to take her antidepressants, making her unhappy as ever. "She won't take medicine!" Her father yelled "Well we'll put her in therapy." Her mother hollered in response. Their words echoed in the halls and in her head as she clutched her head, she sat up and held her knees as Jenna, her other personality from her DID, rubbed her back and said,"It's okay. They'll be gone soon." She walked slowly to the door and locked it going back to her razors hiding place she took it out and started to slide it quickly across her soft pale white skin. She shuddered then wiped up the blood with the old washcloth under her bed. After putting the blade back she ignored the screaming echoing through the house and dumped all the antidepressants out the window. "Unlock this door!" Her mother screamed banging on the door. Molly sighed and unlocked the door ready to be slapped like usual. The sharp pain in her cheek hurt for a while, but like the cuts on her arms, went away. Molly cursed at her mother as she left the room and Molly continued to talk to her other personality, Jenna.

The next morning molly woke up at nine o'clock thinking she was late for school,"Oh, it's Sunday." She said then groaning thinking the next day had more school. Molly made her way to the window noticing her parents were both at work. She went to the room next door to get her bow and arrows foam target. She grabbed her IPhone seven, she had got for Christmas from her brother, turning on some music, she then went to the kitchen, phone in her back pocket, and set up the foam archery target. She grabbed some knives from the kitchen and practiced throwing them. She looked out the window for a while getting a strange feeling of someone watching her, she shrugged it off and pulled the long black windbreaker with pink insides she was wearing off, showing her cut up arms. Continuing her training she decided finally saying to herself glumly,"I'll go outside and chop down some trees to practice hands on training. I'm bored and we live in a forest, who cares?." She pulled the windbreaker back on then shoved her thumbs through the holes in he wrists. She was about to go outside and grab her axe from the shed when she looked down realizing she had shorts on. She sighed and went to put on some blue jeans. She went back, after putting on pants, and grabbed her black and white converse. Opening the door of her house she felt the wind on her face and it blow her almost hip length brown hair. As Molly looked around she saw a whisk of orange in the trees but dismissed it as a bird.

Opening the shed she looked around with her grey eyes. She almost smiled as she spotted the sliver axe with a black and purple handle. As she grasped the handle firmly she exited the shed and went to do some training, she never knew why but fighting or the thought of killing seemed to make her happy. Swinging at a couple of trees she started to hear a ticking sound, she looked around only seeing that orange color again. 'Strange bird call.' She thought to herself. Jenna then came from inside her and said,"Come out coward!" Molly immediately shushed Jenna and said,"Jenna no one is here beside you and me." Jenna didn't say anything in return just blew air out of her nose. Molly sighed and went back to the shed dropping her favorite axe after much hesitation, as she left shed Jenna said,"Good bye." Molly shook her head slightly at her other personality and said,"You can be quite annoying sometime no one was there." Jenna once again didn't respond just, sad and awkward silence were she had once been. Molly sighed as she went into the house taking off her shoes and sitting on the banister, like her father said not to, and watched a documentary on turrets syndrome. Molly had always been interested in mental diseases, including her own, when she was little she thought she would be a therapist so she could help those who had problems that didn't chose to have any. After finishing the documentary she did the dishes while listening to music,  then turned off her music and watched tv until she heard the garage door open. Molly sighed and said out loud to Jenna,"Dads home yay.. I get to help him downstairs on the basement." She slumped in her chair and heard as the down stairs door opened but instead of her dads angry voice yelling,"Molly come and help me quick!" Strange whispering were heard downstairs by unfamiliar men. She quickly grabbed a few knives and went down to confront these thieves or criminals. She ran to the second platform of the stairs and confronted two strand men, one had a white mask with black feminine lips and big black eyes. The other man had black fabric over his neck and face with red eyes and a red frown. Molly squinted her eyes at them and waved a knife at them, hiding the rest in her back pants loops and pockets. As she waved the knife she yelled to them,"Get out of my house!" Without warning she threw one of the knives hitting the man with the mask in the left arm. She grabbed another knife quick and was about to throw it but the two men left the house quicker then she could throw. Molly sighed in relief, glad that was over. She then realized,"I've hadn't felt this good in a while! But I hurt someone... But I feel great!" Jenna then said from inside Molly,"You hate your parents right. Then hurt them, they deserve it. Kill them." Molly shook her head in agreement and replied,"Yes! That will make me feel happy again like the cutting!" Then for the first time in forever Molly smiled happy of what she was about to accomplish. She ran to the laundry room and got the bleach running to he kitchen, bleach in hand. She opened the milk then poured a tiny bit in side. She put the bleach back and went to her room grabbing the sowing key she got as an early birthday gift. The next hour she spent sowing a mask that only covered her mouth and some of her nose. It was a black fabric that opened up to show her cheeks on the side. In red fabric she stitched in a giant frown and then sowed silver rectangles that looked the bars over it. She the put in on saying,"I will always be frowning with this. I guess I'll be the frowning girl."

At exactly midnight she grabbed her windbreaker and converse and fled the house only to grab three knives and her axe  from the shed she then set her house ablaze killing her parents, she wrote a note saying,"The frowning girl has come." And taped it on the driveway. As she was walking through the woods a static filled her head, she fell to the ground in pain and was offered a hand she looked up to see a faceless man with a fancy black tux with a red tie. The words,"I am slender man." Rang through her head.

"Toby!" Molly yelled through the halls. "Stop stealing my stuff." The only response was the stuttering and the laughing from the twitching boy, echoing back. She growled as she started search of the other proxy and sighed in relief when she finally found the silver axe laying on the floor.

end!

Was going to make the person who stole her axe Jeff but that didn't make sense. Axes are Toby's thing, and he seems lonely. He's not gay and clockworks a lesbian so, I had to give him someone.