Okay, I have this soap idea..
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A young teenage girl is guilty of murdering her entire family, due to a mental breakdown when her boyfriend is also killed by a serial killer. After killing her family, she manages to evade police, going on a killing spree. After seven months, her location is completely unknown. The only clues the police are left with after the killings is the tell-tale 'x' on victims' foreheads. The girl is extremely cunning, and in an attempt to have someone who knows the mind of another teenager better, the police take on a teenage boy, not knowing that he has an uncanny resemblimce (
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Me
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Aw, it cut me off DX
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(sorry for the bad spelling) to the girl's dead girlfriend. He becomes the most important undercover agent they have on the task force, as he searches for the killer's face in the towns where the killings have occurred.
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Nice plot.
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**Dead boyfriend
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Cool.
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Shanks ^-^
Okay, Zane, Charries? -
Yeah.
Name: Ethan Coll
Age: whatever
Looks:
Other: Best friend of the girls dead boyfriend.
Not it -
Name: Ashlyn Oakwater
Age: 17
Looks: Long straight black hair, tannish skin, silver eyes that always have a frantic look in them
Personality: Used to be sweet and kind to everyone, but after her boyfriend's death, she became very secluded and always on her toes.
Other: Her boyfriend was killed, and she had a mental breakdown, killing her whole family, and is now on the run from the police while she continues her killing rampage. -
Oh nu, I'm it XP
My kknife was still in my hand, covered in blood, as I stood before the body of my latest victim. The women's screams still rang clear in my ears, and a joker-like grin spreand across my face as I sliced an X into her forehead. -
Haha.
My doorbell rang loudly. I slowly got up from my seat and opened it. Cops stood at the door with guns in hand and one grabbed my wrist.
"Okay, what did I do?!" I asked glaring.
"Your coming with us, " one said. Two cops took me by my arms and dragged me to the police car. -
I wiped the blood from my knife onto the carpeted floor, then turned to the still-open window. I slid down the rope that I had left hanging, then tugged it down and shoved it into my backpack. There were bloodstains on my white shirt and jeans.
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I sighed and kicked my feet on the back of the cop seat as we drove somewhere. Ever since my best friend died,I haven't been the same. At least, that's what everyone says. But I didn't care. Before my best friends death maybe I would have but not now.
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I was in a side alley now, and I sat down on the ground in one of the dark corners. I flipped my knife around in my hand, noticing the chipped tip. I also noticed someone walk into the house where I had left the body, and grinned as I waited for the scream when they found it.
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