Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25731232-20141126224300

''As I begin this story, please take notice it is very real, indeed. If you came here for a happy story about a girl achieving everything she ever wanted, then you are sadly wrong. However, it is about a girl. A girl named Alice. Notice here that names are being changed to keep their identity.''

Alice was born 19  years ago, on the sign of Gemini with her sister, Marie. Indeed the fun thing for them was that they were twins born on the sign, it caused a joke among the household. The birth was a long and hard one, Alice was born without the water breaking and had to get a fair amount of help. Alice was not breathing, and the doctors and nurses kept on tapping the baby girl's back to make the young breathe again.

It took a little while but the blue was red as soon as she managed to breathe, her mother was too busy giving birth to Marie, that Alice was put on wait in an incubator. Marie was resting on their mother's chest. While Alice was sleeping with something down her throat. The father was extremely frightened, he had his oldest baby girl on his mind. After a while, with tests and such the doctors payed awfully a lot more attention to the younger twin than the oldest.

Nothing put the mother off guard as to the babies being healthy, but Alice was going to be back at the hospital only a few months after their birthday.

With fever making Alice as hard as a rock and back the doctors hands, their mother, Summer thought that they would lose the baby. Alice, proved she was stronger than that. Death had been fooled twice in the amount of three months.

Death had to be real pissed off on the girl, since Alice all her life only knew suffering, little to no love in an abusive household.

When Alice was three, she had swallowed a flower, following a show she had watched called hiccups. Where in the start, the character eats flowers on accident while smelling them and suddenly it hiccups, eating them.

Alice turned four, along with her twin sister Marie, got a little sister, Iris. The girl was little and fat, with hands lumpy and her size being like a football. Looking like their father, just as Alice made the father James, more than trilled. He introduced them to music, while their mother introduced them to art.

Beginning school at the age of six, Alice and Marie was happy, still not in an abusive house.

As soon as their days started, they got bullied. The bullying must have been seen, since everyone spoke of it, and the best option of rest for the children was to travel and take a vacation.

In the sea, far away from the bullies, Alice went on a swim, with her mother looking over Marie and Iris. It caught her by surprise, her foot suddenly got pulled, making her jump a little before nearly only drowning. Juliet, an old friend swam by and Alice got happy, thinking her friend had come to save her.

The girl just looked at her, swimming around her while Alice was screaming her lungs out for help. As soon as Juliet got close, Alice had lost her patience and needed air, with desperation she pulled her friend under water for seconds of air before yelling or screaming after help.

After a few pulls, the girls had screamed so much a man jumped into the sea and tugged Alice under one arm and Juliet under the other, carrying them into land. It took a while before both of them could even process what had happened. Alice was laying there, her head on the side, breathing the air of salt water and sand in.

By then she had been saved again, fooled death three times.

When they returned, Alice's mother was devastated, the mother of Juliet had blamed Alice for nearly killing Juliet, Alice of course said sorry and as children they had agreed that both were at fault for their pulls.

Their mothers were arguing, yet Alice and Juliet, completely fine, was watching a movie on the TV. They were laughing and had a pretty good time, despite nearly killing each other.

One week went by fast and they had to return home.

Alice's future looked bright by how happy Alice was, however at the age of eight, she suffered a loss so big nothing could make it better. She was scared, that happy girl had turned insecure, angry and desperate after her parents seeing what others had done.

If you by now know what happened to Alice, good, follow it greatly now.

The bullying got worse, she had never seen a day sunny before the rain was washing it away. The sun was nearly never seen on the girls faces.

Marie was quiet because she knew nothing, Alice was angry because she knew everything.

The abuse Alice suffered was so big the child protective service was involved. The young girl thought it had something with her, however it had something to do with their mother's lack of parenting and their father not being there.

It was making the angry girl raged, she had never felt such insanity of rage.

It could not go one day by as the child always felt extremely scared. Everyone was out to get her, scare her or kill her.

One day, Alice, Marie and Iris, got a little brother, Jake.

He was named after James, their father. Jake was a happy baby, never cried too much or even seemed like a troublesome child. At the same time Child Protecting Service had destroyed their parents marriage and made them divorce. Jake was only one year old, making a perfect cry baby as the energy of the house lacked what seemed happiness.

No one was happy anymore.

Except for one, Alice. At home she was smiling, laughing and fooling around. It was the only place she felt a little secure.

The girls went through years of changes, Alice turned 13 along with her twin sister. A few weeks or even months, they found out Marie had Epilepsy. Alice yet again being ignored felt just confused, her life was like a book, no one knew how it was until they read it.

Alice suffered more than abuse, she had become suicidal. All she could do was hide it. There was no one that believed a thirteen year old was being suicidal, even her friends seemed to only see Alice, and not what hid behind the girl's pain.

Often Alice went to Kriss' place, a good friend, they played with dolls and gamed the sims 2 on the computer with careless wonders of the world. Alice knew the worries already and decided to forget the fault others had done.

With each and every day she was getting more and more raged, making rude comments and even becoming sort of a bully. No one saw her, and bad attention was just as good as bad. Her grades was low and her father threatned her to show Iris her grades, so the younger girl would see how not to do it in school.

All the time Alice was crying, food was not even good anymore for her, she hated food. Hated it. Even though she loved apples, she hated most of everything.

Bullies, she wanted them all dead. The abuse, she wanted it all gone and most of all she wanted to die.

She had nightmares nearly every night, being scared of the shape of the door and whom might enter it.

Her parents didn't see her, only her sister. Marie.

Iris and Jake was two young children that had to just work around it, Alice refused. It was mean, however Alice was Alice, she didn't want people to see or even say they were alike.

Alice had gone from unconditional love to hate that sibling. Marie.

More or less, Alice worked like the black sheep of the family. She never listened, never wanted to hear what others had to say or even talk back to them.

The bullying didn't stop, until she went into being all alone. She had turned 16, being alone was what she enjoyed, not anyone else, just her. Living alone.

She met people, boys. Turning a little into a doll for others to use. That was what she hated more than her sister. Which got the disorder Autism and the Epilepsy. Alice had all the time been there, saving her sister from painful head trauma by the kicking and spasming.

Alice was not a care taker, and lost her childhood to save what she thought was precious. Her twin sister. Little did she know back then that she never did matter.

As she became older she was trying her best, not wanting to be reminded of what pained her, but ten years after the first incident she turned from seemingly happy to flat out depressed. Her way of behaving was outragous. In ways she thought of not only killing herself, but also her family.

She had the scene played in the back of her head, meaning she would know what to do. Killing them with a knife she already had fingerprints on would make the police believe it was not her, as soon as they would get it she would be out of the country. What made her scared was not the fact that she had such bad ideas, it was scaring her because she knew she could never hurt her family like that.

Sure she hated them but. It was never their fault. No, she blamed herself.

She quit school, not once, but twice. School was one thing she could never understand. The same year she had quit an high school she got an eating disorder, she had been having it since she was 13. Not knowing it was one until a doctor picked up on her habits.

It had no name back then, but one year later, it had. It was Anorexia. It made her world crumble. First she was depressed and then she had Anorexia, what kind of lame world was it?

Cutting it all out she just placed under her covers and decided she would not live in her cursed body.

As time went by, she figured out by help of a specialist she also had ADHD. As to why she kept living, she didn't know. It was clear that what wrong had happened was just making everything worse, depression, eating disorder and ADHD. She didn't belong anywhere.

Her family left her, her friends didn't even speak with her anymore. She was just alone. A woman had some time ago, seen Alice's pain and decided to save her. Helping the young adult out of whatever suicide atempt Alice had.

No one had earlier helped Alice, and the price of being helped was losing what she thought was precious. Her family and any right to be with them. Everything of abuse came up, and her mother thought Alice was lying. It was far worse than anything Alice had been through.

With no turning back. Alice had to not only work hard on herself, had to bash her own name in hell just to survive. Today she weighs at nearly 100 Pounds at a 5'4 feet. Not even in the normal weight for a 19 year old woman.

To this day, she is suicidal, she never atempted something but the thoughts keep running through the poor woman. Never being fully healed from the wounds she have gotten, makes her strong as she smiles and laugh again, seeing the happiness of the world.

''So do you believe this story? Is it true? Well maybe, maybe not. This world is seriously strange and even the story that seems true might not be. As to why I typed this, is because even these stories is not even scary but makes you swallow the pain of others. It could scare others. ''

Please do note that my creepy pastas need work and help, I am not out to make something un original and I just wanted to see other people's reaction, I however tried to make good characters, a character is not does. So please help me.  