insanity’s story

Summary

Hope your ready for a killer ride~ Melissa lillianne thought her life was going great until high school came, her parents and friends soon forgot about her leaving her with Athazagoraphobia which mean a fear of being replaced , forgetting and being forgotten and left her with anxiety and anger. Until one day she found herself dumped outside of a forest only to be taken in by the famous creepypastas themselves. She learnt a lot about them and something dangerous about her self~ Enjoy my fellow phsycopath~

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

You forgot me.......

Everything was fine up until high school came, I slowly realised that no one would talk to me , the same with my parents. I felt anger and my anxiety and my fear of being forgotten and my anger slowly made me lose my sanity. Here’s my description, I’m pretty small, I have grey blue eyes, soft long light brown hair,light olive skin and a couple of freckles.

Anyways here is my story enjoy my fellow phsycopath~


Finally this hell hole is done for the summer now I need to work on my song.

I was walking to my house only to see my dad putting MY backpack into the trunk, I got that he forgot about me but why did the suitcase look really heavy as of it was packed. I could see my mother motioning me to come over but I thought she had forgotten about me.

Thirty minutes later

We had been in the car for atleast thirty minutes now until my dad stopped abruptly outside of a forest next thing I know I’m being shoved out the car with my backpack being thrown at me.


I decided to look through my bag , I slowly unzipped it and opened it to reveal all my clothes , my phone and a shiny black katana? I picked up the weapon and held it gently in my hands admiring its beauty. I soon saw a small carrier for it, I strapped it to my back and placed the weapon it carefully and closed the back pack. I also took my phone out and put some music on, I walked for a good ten minutes until I heard someone running? I began to run and quickly put my phone in my backpack pocket and zipped it quickly so I could hear the footsteps better. I kept looking behind me until I ran into someone’s ....... chest. Ugh why does this have to happen to me. I looked up to see...........

Until next time my fellow phsycopaths~