My Creepypasta story

Part 1 out of 1

My name is Annabell Parks but people call me abused Ann. Let's get this straight though my blood and tears are black but I'm 100% human I just had a cure since I was 5. But I never was allowed to cry again because my blood and tears would stain my face with black tear marks.

People always pushed me around I just had great patience. I learned to deal with it when my step my mother married my father. She was very abusive but when my mother died I promised to keep my little sister safe. So every time she is getting ready to hit her I scream and run towards her. I had scars and bruises so I always wore long sleeve because my blood stains. The one day my father died I heard a loud gun shot I ran as fast as I could but I was too late, he was dead. The next 5 days everything was dark I always had to think of the promise I made to both of them to not cry. But the next week I woke up in the middle of the night only to see my step mother pointing a gun to my sleeping sister. I froze and grabs my father's 2 samurai swords from the glass case and started running. I really didn't know what I was doing but I knew I would see red. I ran and shoved both swords in her head. I let go of my strong grip and fell on the floor and started to cry. The tears stained my face and I stopped crying. My sister was awake when I killed her. She looked at me in fear I looked in her mirror and I also feared my face. I found a white mask with black tears on it. I was stunned but I took it and told my sister to call 911 and tell them everything but where I went and who I was.

I ran into the woods behind our house but I could hear the sirens of police cars behind me. I soon ran into a tall no face man. He looked at me like a meal so I froze with my swords inside the sword holders and mask on my face. I said if you kill me you need to let my sister free and keep her safe just please don't hurt her. He reached over and put his giant hand on my shoulder and said you can't go back now you'll die I answered him with I know. He said for me to join him be a proxy I stopped for a second and accepted he gave me the name abused ann. As we walked to the forest I seemed to start to understand him.

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