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The Psycho

After awhile, Alex notice chin staring and blushed as she stood up. She walked over to him, leaning in just close enough for her lips to brush against his skin as she whispered, "You're staring."
 
Smirking, Alex pulled back a bit, her lips close enough to brush his gently. "Don't you know it's not polite to stare?" she asked rhetorically in a low, seductive voice before suddenly kissing him. She had no idea what came over her, but she couldn't help it.
 
Alex blushed lightly as she slowly pulled away. "Umm sorry," she said softly before going back inside.
 
He followed her. "Whats going on..?" He put her hand on her shoulder gently


(does you chrecter have multiple personalities? Cause that would be cool!)
 
(Yea she can. Her normal side, her fun side, and her sadistic side lol)


Alex stopped the moment he touched her and turned around slowly, her face showing no expression. She tilted her head slowly and suddenly smiled for no reason. "Ring around the Rosie...pocket full of posies...ashes ashes...we all fall down," she said before laughing uncontrollably and skipping around.
 
"Ahhh...." he started to raise his fingers. "What is-" His eyes widened. What the hell was he doing? "So...." he said, following her. "Whats wr-" He sneezed, tripping over gravity. Like the idiot he was. He rubbed his eyes, when and woke up, and lo and behold, He had lost her. He looked left and right, for some trace of where she would be.
 
Alex sat in a dark corner, thankful that she was shadowed and covered completely as she watched him. She watched him stir then finally wake up. He had been out nearly most of the day and she had done nothing but sat there and watched him in silence. "You finally woke. Good to see," she said quietly, still unmoving.
 
"So..." He said. "I'm sorry for being so awkward..." He scratched his head. "And if i made you scared, im sorry for that as well..."
 
"I'm scared of very few things. You are not one of them," she said just as quietly before snapping back into her normal version. She got up and quickly went over to him. "Oh my god are you okay? What happened?" she asked frantically.
 
"Yea...." he said, looking at her. "You started some prank on me, I deserved it...." He looked around. "I don't feel like going outside just yet..." he said. "wanna play a game or something? Do you have games?"
 
"What prank? I haven't played any prank on you," she said, getting slightly defensive. She looked at him confused and sighed softly shaking her head.
 
"You started skipping around an-" He sighed. "Forget it... Dont think I should eat tacos anymore.... must have cause some..." he looked at her. "Wanna change that Bkini?" He sometimes was like a ferret when it came to some occasions. Especially since her body was so....
 
"Nah. I'm comfortable. And that was no prank," she said softly, a certain darkness in her voice. "It's one of my alter egos," she explained softly and giggled a bit.
 
"What?" He jumped back. "Okay..." He looked around in fear. "This joke is going too far..." He was a sucker for scary stories.... He backed up.
 
"It's not a joke," she said seriously, curious as to why he would think otherwise. "I'm not lying," she said, slightly hurt that he didn't believe her.
 
"Uhhh... Uhhh..." He calmed down, but was a bit skeptical. "Prove it?" was the response he gave, and yes, he knew how dumb that was...
 
Alex silently grabbed his hand and pulled him upstairs to her room. She went to her closet and pulled down a video camera. She put the tape in and turned on the tv before sitting down on her bed. "Sit," she said simply.
 
Once it started playing, it showed Alex playing when she was five. She was laughing and playing with her mother before abruptly stopping, going into a trans-like state. She stared off for about five minutes before coming back, but not acting like herself. "Alex are you okay?" Her mother asked her softly.


"Who's Alex? My name is Samantha," the little girl said as she shot a death glare at her mother. She sat in a chair and started rocking back and forth slowly. She started laughing like a madwoman before tilting her head. She started talking to someone that wasn't there. "Who are you talking too?" Her mother asked confused.


"My friend John. You can't see him because he doesn't think you're worthy. He thinks you'll hurt me," Alex said quietly before looking down. She noticed a pocket knife on the table and swiftly picked up before her mother could stop her. The tape then went black.
 

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