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the game of life (creepypasta storie #1)

A warm summer day specifically july 4th mace was only 4 when tragedy hit her brother had died on his way back from a military mission .causing her life to go down hill from there. she was  10 she started feeling depressed. In 5th grade she gave up on life she took a gun and amed it at her head ending her life from there .as she sat in the cold abyss of hell she closed her eyes and when she opened her eyes she was in the middle of the woods alive once more mace"I Thought I was dead why am I back.why am I back in this hell"there was a man standing in front of her and befor disipering he said to her"its not your time yet..."she whent back to her house that night where her parents were weeping in greef and her little sisster sleeping in her bed . She came into the window of her little sissters room and walked to the door and looked down on her sisster holding a knife and woke her up and said"this is the game of life ''and with a insae smile said...''so let's play...but it looks like you allreddy lost!"before takeing the knife and drove it as far as she could into her heart then leaving but returning the next night and killing her mother. But not the same way as her sisster but this time she gutted her mother and hanging her up on the wall. But she was not done quite yet.  The vary next night came back for her father...but her father wasn't as esey as her sisster and mother was. Her father was a fighter and win she wint to stab him he woke up and grab the knife taking it from her before through the knife bake at her cuttingu her across the face causing her to snap. She ran down stairs and into the bathroom turned on the light and looked in the mirror and started laughing historically as her father walked into the bathroom and stopped and stood staring ...soaked at wat he had seen. He fell to the ground and stared at the fighter that had kill his family and attack him seeing that you talker was his little girl he could not try again to protect himself. When she looked back he was not standing in the door no more head ran for the phone... but didn't make it he got half way to the phone before feeling a sharp pain in his shoulder. Knocking him down to the ground his dearly beloved daughter was soon on top of  him pining him down to the floor with two other equally sharp knives. Her father with tears running down his face as he asked her" why" her simple reply was "because someone has to play the game of life and not everyone win's" before taking a knife and gently running it down his chest and past his stomach. Before gently one by one removing his lungs liver gallbladder large and small intestines before gouging his eyes out. But before killing him she told him one simple thing" life is a game we all can play but how long can you last? " before cutting his head off. After killing her father she walked back into the bathroom and looked in the mirror and found"it needs something else" she said with a wild smile across her face. As she grabbed a needle and thread touching the words life is a game over her eye and on to her cheek

                 " MY NAME IS THE GAME OF LIFE
               And how long can you play".

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