*DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT MEANING TO OFFEND ANYONE, I'M JUST PARODYING THE CLICHES OF THE CREEPYPASTA GENRE!!!!!*
My name is Bloodrayne. I don't look like I'm insane, but I totally am. It all started last year. I got out of bed reluctantly and looked in the mirror at my raven hair, pale skin, and electric blue eyes.
"Jenna, hurry up!" My mom yelled up the stairs at me.
"SHUT UP!" I yelled back, going to my closet to pick out an outfit. I chose a black and red plaid miniskirt and a FOB top, since I'm the band's BIGGEST FAN. Nevermind that how I dressed didn't fit with the school dress code; I was rebellious like that.
"JENNA IF YOU DON'T COME DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT I'M GOING TO..." I let the rest of her words wash over me like a river of blood. I hated her so much I could die. I'd rather die.
Once I got dressed and put on a smokey eye paired with black lipstick I went downstairs.
"You are NOT wearing that outside, young lady." My mom glared a poisonous glare at me. She just didn't understand. Nobody did.
"Oh yes I am." I grabbed a granola bar, picked up my backpack, and started the long walk to school. Mom made me walk the five miles there. Ugh, she was so abusive.
Once I got to school it was already lunchtime, but I didn't care. I hated school. It was a living hell. Everyone whispered and glanced at me when I walked into the cafeteria. The popular girls walked up to me. The queen bee, Marissa, looked me up and down.
The other girls giggled. I glared at them.
"Gross." Marissa gave me a pity smile, whatever that is. The whole cafeteria burst out laughing. I could feel my rage boiling up inside me like hot lava, and then I snapped.
"I HATE YOU!" I unleashed my pyschopathic dark side and pulled a knife from my backpack. I don't know how it got there because nobody carries around knives normally, but it was there. I stabbed Marissa first, somehow cracking her ribcage with a steak knife and then piercing her heart. There were screams, and kids started running for the exits, which had somehow become locked.
I moved on to the next girl. The witnesses in the background were apparently too stupid to call the cops or break a window, and the teachers did absolutely zilch to stop my rampage, which was convenient.
Soon I was surrounded by a pile of bodies and was drenched in blood. I licked it off of the knife and smiled, my eye twitching involuntarily. I began to laugh, and then to maniacally giggle. Then I went home...I had one more victim to murder. Nevermind the fact that there was a cafeteria full of the victims of a murder I could all too easily be arrested for, since I was a teenager and much weaker than most cops.
"Mommmmm I'm hoome!" I gave another giggle as I walked into the kitchen, where she was cooking pancakes...my favorite.
"Jenna what happened?" She turned around and screamed as I drove my steak knife into her apparently jelly-like skull.
"Jenna is gone...I am Bloodrayne."