She was girl that you probably didn't want to run into at night. Or day. Or whenever. The point is you just don't want to run into her. The only way to describe her is lone. A lone ripple in a puddle. No one talked to her, and no one wanted to even look at her. Why? She was mutated. He face was deformed; contorted. When she was younger, radioactive waste was dumped in her room by a mysterious man. She was scarred forever. Scarred by the waste, and scarred socialy. She lived in a dark alley with a cat named Soshi. She wished Soshi was a goat, because she likes how goats pupils are rectangular. Creepy. Everyone talked about her, and everyone had their rumors about her. "She got chopped up by her mom!" or "She went swimming in radioactive waste with her cat!" A little girl with a herculean lolipop walked by. She caught the image of Bre in the corner of her eye. She screamed and threw her oversized sucker at Bre...
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