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I do everything for Trixie even though it’s Samantha who is supposed to be taking care of her. If I left it up to my evil step-sister to tend to Trixie, she would starve and live in her own feces. Trixie is a well behaved little girl. Before I leave for school, I give her breakfast, leave her with three cups of water, change her clothes, and empty her potty chair. I leave school during lunch time to do the same things as I did in the morning except for changing her clothes. When I get home, it’s another repeat, except I tend to bring her with me to my room while I do homework or whatever else
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Hes just a sweet angel boy<3
As soon as school is over, I make my way to the library because apparently, I’m now obsessed with the Halloween Murders because I spent my entire lunch period doom scrolling Google for information on the killings, Damien King, and Bellatrix Rothchild. The most unsettling thing that I found is there are no pictures of Damien King, none showing his face anyway. There’s nothing on Bellatrix at all. She wasn’t even mentioned in any of the transcripts from the trial. Her name seems to have been scrubbed from everything online. Not even a birth certificate exists. Maybe her parents did a name change
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Within half a second, I can hear the screams from inside. Jesus fucking Joseph, do they really have to do that? There are neighbors. Mrs Harrington from across the street needs her beauty sleep. Shoving my hand in my pocket, I check to make sure my little treat for these girls is still there and I’m glad to find that they are. An evil smile pulls at my lips as I quietly slip through the door, being careful not to let Chunky Monkey slip in. She whines in protest and I slowly shake my head at her antics. Bitches can be so needy, am I right?
I hope he keeps the dog hahahahaha
I watch from the rug in front of my bed as Dad removes my TV, my computer, my phone, and my mp3 player, but I’m not deterred at all by his fragile ego. I don’t need all those things. I have books and they’ll keep me plenty occupied. I still need to finish the book with the skull and roses on the cover. It’s been really popular on BookTok and I know it’s very much up my alley, but I just haven’t had time to read. Now, I do because I doubt my parents are going to let Lisa and Alexis come over. “Enjoy your groundation,” he says before he turns and leaves. Fuck you, Dad.
YEAH HAUNTING ADELINE SHOUTOUT
Pain in the body quiets pain in the mind or something like that.
13 Trixie
GAHHHHHHHH
“Elam!” he yells before he walks toward the other hall and I smirk. Fucking dumbass. He would’ve had a better chance of escaping if he had run out the front door. It’s a classic horror movie mistake. Sidney Prescott said it best. He has big-breasted bimbo energy.
“Damien!” he groans before coughing. He probably got a bunch of cotton from the sock down in his throat. That must be irritating. Big baby. I crouch down in front of him and wait. “Please, Damien. I’m begging you. Leave her alone. She’s just starting to live her life. Kill me instead. I’ll gladly take her place.” What is his obsession with thinking I want to kill Trixie? No, I’m not going to do that. However, I do have his death mapped out to the finest detail.
“I love you,” I whisper against his hairline, but he doesn’t stir at all. I hope his subconscious mind picked up on it though. He doesn’t need to consciously remember me saying it.
