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Jeff the killers little girl.
Elice Emiliana ( Ellie the killer)
I was born from the worlds most famous killer of all time. You may know what they would say, like " Go To Sleep" or " Don't Go To Sleep, You Won't Wake Up" . You may know them as Jeff and Jane the killer. You see mom aka Jane was in an outfit that made her look like a hooker, which dad aka Jeff who took the hookers offer. He didn't know it was
Jane who was the hooker in till later. When both had fought because Jeff killer moms family and mom wanted to kill dad for all he had done. 9 months later I was born. Mom had died during child birth...or so I though she did. You see dad took me and was going to rise me to me a killer like him.. That didn't happen, mom got me back, but this time she was not out for my dad...but for me.
Jeff POV
As a killer i really never gave much thought on who i should kill, for any one for that matter, or should be alive for that matter. After seeing her, some odd reason i could bring my self to do it. She had change me in some way, she had change of seeing the world...well kinda. She was looking at me with those eyes... green eyes. Which i had not seen in a while, since I seen them...him. i looked at her and couldnt bring myself to killer her. As i looked at her the baby she was kinda, well still dirty. as I looked at the mother, it looks like she has been dead for a while. 3 hours at least, the mother is no other than Jane.
I never thought something like this would take her down. Like I really give a fuck about that little bitch who made her a bitch to kill. Which didn't work. A soft crying brings be back from my thought to the little girl in my arms.
" Shhhhh its okay.. Jeffys got you now... I'm going to take you home and I'm going to take care of you now. I'm going to make you the worlds best killer of all time." i said softly as i could to the baby girl.i got what looks like Jane's sweater and i warp the baby girl up so she will keep warm. when i did that carefully place her in my white hoodie to help her keep warm. When I did that I left a messge on the wall saying " ILL Be WAITING" I know she is not dead...yet. She Will come back alive. When she did i would be ready. I'll be ready this time. This tiem she will " Go TO Sleep", and SHE WILL STAY A SLEEP.