This is just a story about creepypasta and the charcters my friend and I created for ourselves. I wrote this 3 years ago, and never got around to posting it on here.I apologize if my writing is terrible. Hope you like...?By the way... My character is the Ashley Jensen, and my friends is Jessica Hampton.

Jessica Hampton was just six years old when tragedy struck. It was late at night when she heard glass shatter downstairs. She sat up in her bed curious as to what was going on. Jessica slowly got out of her bed and opened her door slightly. Once she saw that there was no danger (at least upstairs), and made her way down the stairs. The air was cold amd smelled slightly metallic.

"Mommy?" she said quietly into the dark as she trembled in fear.

It was then that she touched the wall and searched for the light switch. Once she found it she closed her eyes and turned the lights on. She stood like that for a while until she thought it was safe to open her eyes. What she saw, however, traumatized her more than anything.

She screamed when she saw both of her parents laying dead on the floor. The blood still fresh, was glistening.

Ten Years Later

After her parents were murdered, Jessica was sent to a foster home where she stayed. For no one wanted a 'broken' child (as many had called her). It took her a while, but she began to accept the fact that she would stay there for quite some time.

The woman in charge of the home had five children of her own. This caused a lot of fighting between Jessica and the other children.

Finally, after those terrible ten years she was being 'addopted', or so she was told. You could probably imagine how heartbroken she felt when she saw who she was leaving with. Instead of the kind loving couple she had hoped for, she instead came face to face with an old man.

"Jessica I presume," said the man. "My name is Roger."

Jessica looked at him confused, then looked back at the woman who had looked after her for years. "I thought I was being addopted..." she said with tears in her eyes.

Alexandra, or as Jessica had always called her, Miss Hicks smiled slightly. "Jessica," she planced her hand on Rogers shoulder. "Roger here is just going to take you for the day, and if all goes well then we will start the paperwork. But you must keep in mind that if he does end up addopting you, that you wont go home with him for a year or so," she sighs. "Paperwork always takes them so long."

As Miss Hicks and Roger talked, Jessica zoned out hoping to avoid the current situation. About fifteen minutes later Roger walked up to Jessica and held out his hand.

"Ready to go?" He asked while smiling.

Jess thought it best not to fight and took his hand as he led her out of the house and towards his car. She looked back at the house hoping that she could just run back and stay there but she knew that would only make things worse. She hesitantly got into the passenger seat.

Roger walks to the other side of the car and opens the door, "Jess..." He sighed as he sat down and shut the door behind him.

"Jessica," she said firmly.

"Jessica," he corrected. "I know you dont like me but I hope you change your mind." He then put the car in drive and started putting more and more distance between them and the house. Once they left the neighborhood he then turned onto the highway; driving faster. He laughed quietly and put his hand on her leg and smirked, "You know Jess you are truly a beautiful girl."

"Get your hand off of me!" she pushed his hand away.

He flashed a devilish grin and started to slide his hand down her pants.

She pushed him away, "Dont touch m-"

Then everything went black.