Thread:BrokeNGlass0/@comment-47014387-20201208192319/@comment-47014387-20201209201218

'''Have you ever wondered how far off from being a creepypasta you were? Have you ever thought about your past and compared it to others? I have, and I have to say- How am I still okay?'''

'''Have you ever wondered if what it is that you do is normal? If you freak people out? Ever wondered why people avoid you? I also have, too.'''

'''Call me whatever- it's not like  it matters. Probably best I am unknown, anyways. '''

'''So, obviously you are here for a story, and that is what you will get. '''

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It all started when I was a three year old girl.

'''It was a recurring thing- not just a one time thing. My sixteen year old cousin kept molesting me every chance he got. The adults had no way of knowing- I mean how could have they ever suspected? He did it every time we were home alone, because he was entrusted with the responsibility of babysitting me. For the longest time I never spoke a word, but would have thrown tantrums if I heard I was going to his house. I remember my grandmother asking me why I didn't  want to go, and that is when I finally told someone. I dont really know what happened to him after that, but I never saw him again.'''

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'''Possibly a few months later, I recall waking up from a deep sleep. When I looked up there was this...thing. It was some kind of humanoide- what you would expect a hollywood werewolf to look like. It was huge compared to me, its color gray. I do not remember what its lower half looked like, but I do remember it was muscular. It was all wolf by its neck and above and it just stared down upon me. I was not afraid, or alarmed. I simply tried to speak to it.'''

'''It just looked at me with its black  emotionless eyes, standing there. Not thinking much of it, I turned the other way and fell back to sleep.'''

'''Almost immediately, I felt a sharp pain in my rear. Why the rear?I have no clue, but that's what happened. I screamed for my father. They thought it was a dream but no. It was real.'''

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'''Fast forwards into my elementary school years, I was living in an apartment with my single dad. He had short patience and this was all before I was diagnosed with anything. '''

'''In those years I guess you could call me a theian, and a bit delusional. I literally thought I was part wolf, and for years I thought so. '''

'''Once I hit first grade I began being bullied and losing my temper. I was unpredictable and emotional. I tried to make friends with everyone, but felt really hurt when no one wanted to be my friend. Many people faked being my friend just to keep me happy. '''

'''If I got to a point, I could and would hurt a person. I had punched and kicked people plenty of times in these years and would not hesitate to do it again. '''

'''At the time I did not think that I was weird. Through my eyes I was as normal as could be! Why did everyone hate me? Why was I treated like I was infected with the plaque?'''