Hello! My friend,Gillian, and I, Madison, are making this Creepypasta. This is our first one, we don’t really know anything about making Creepypastas, so we don’t know if you’ll like it or not. Any comments or advice will be appreciated. Hope you like it!

The day was April 4 1993. Piano was playing. People standing up in rows, turning to look at the door. The door opened, with a father and a beautiful woman. She walked to a man, a fairly handsome one, staring at her every step. Her dress was dragging along behind her. About 10 minutes later…
“You may now kiss the bride,” a deep voice said. Clap. Clap. Clap. One woman stayed seated, the left… to a place with a bunch of lonely kids.

7 years later those two people, Adam and Sue, wanted a baby. But they never… yeah. So they went to an orphanage and saw kids and staff crying and struck with fear on their faces. Except for one little girl. She was sitting in a rocking chair reading a book about Benjamin Franklin.
She took the book down from her face and said, “Lindsay, get the adoption papers. I want to go home with them,” She said with an evil yet innocent smile.

“Doesn’t she look… Familiar?” Sue whispered to Adam. “No…?” Adam was confused.

When they got home with Emma (for that seemed to be her name), she was looking around. “You have a TV and cable, right?” “Of course! In the living room, our room, spare room, play room, game room,computer room, and your room. We have TVs in every room!” Adam exclaimed, throwing his arms in the air for exaggeration. “Good. Perfect. Wonderful!” Emma said, twirling around in her bolt yellow dress.

2 years went by without a problem. Emma was 9 years old now. In human years. But then, disaster struck between Adam and Sue.

“YOU CAN’T EVEN REMEMBER THIS DAY?!?!?!” Sue was very mad with Adam when he got home from work at around 9 at night. The yelling “buzzed” in Emma’s ears. She quietly walked downstairs and saw them fighting.

“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU!!!!!!!”
“Why? It’s just a normal Thursday.” Adam had exhaustion in his voice.
“IT’S APRIL 4! RING A BELL?!?!”

Emma was… flickering… buzzing… Like static
Her “mental problems” were kicking in…

She ran upstairs as the yelling got louder and she started flickering more.She tried to block out the sound, but it didn’t work.She flickered and flashed so much, she became static and was weightless. She feel right through her bedroom door. Her sanity snapped (like Jeff The Killer’s) and she was now… Lightning. (Loud noises make her “mental problems” make her do crazy things.)

“I knew this day would come!!!” She yelled and jumped out of her window. “I hate Beth, Josh, Joe, Alana, Nicole…” She was walking, holding her head, and muttering to herself. While she was walking, she was cutting out the signal of the TVs that were on in people’s houses.

“Wait, Beth lives here…” Emma jumped into the satellite dish and went into Beth’s TV in her room. Beth was trying to sleep when she heard Emma’s voice say, “Hey Beth. You finally got a loving home?” She looked up, saw something, and screamed. By the time her parents came in, Beth was in her TV, dead. Literally, IN. The lights flickered many times while Beth’s parents were crying in her room. Then the lights went out on Beth’s parents.

When it turned back on, a surge of electricity was behind them. They turned around.”Oh my gosh… When Beth said she had been stuck with electricity, she literally meant it!!!” Beth’s mother exclaimed.

“Your correct, Mrs. Lawrson. Now join your beloved daughter!!!!” Emma put them with Beth. They were now in Beth’s TV, banging on the screen to get out.

Other people had seen through windows what was happening.They turned around for the phone to call 9-1-1, but when they turned back around to see this “thing”, it was gone.

Everyone from the orphanage had been adopted, and Emma somehow knew where they lived. he went to everyone’s house(from the orphanage) killing and trapping them and their parents too.

The cops arrived at the house she was at, and threatened to shoot. “Go ahead!” Emma yelled. “Fire away! Nothing’ll happen.” They shot her and shot her until everyone was out of bullets. Emma was perfectly alive; the bullets went right through her.

Then EVERYONE arrived: SWAT team, firefighters, government, the Army, everyone was determined to take her down. Emma was so angry of the yelling at her and the shooting at her. She became even bigger than Godzilla. She transformed one of her hands into a TV and swept all those people into it. The whole city saw what was going on, and they tried to run and hide.

“I know where all of you are! I control every light, every camera, every telephone pole, every cell phone, every computer, everything of electricity!!!!” She now swooped everyone else into her cell phone, made it a picture, and clicked delete. But there was on woman who didn’t watch the news about this, even though she had 7 TVs. And she also made all this happen.

Sue.

“Sue! She caused this by yelling and screaming at Adam!” Adam had left for the Philippines before this outrage began. He went to live with his brother who had recently moved there. Emma raged towards the house. She shrunk down to 9-year-old-girl-human size.

She had still been flickering very bad. “Hi Mommy. Something’s wrong.”

“Of course something is wrong, your flickering!!!!”

“I know. hey, remember when you said I look “familiar”? That’s because…”
She changed to look like the woman at the wedding.
A scream was released, then a knife was slowly slid into her back. Now she was dead in her living room TV.

This story is made because I needed someone to tell it to. This website is perfect for people like me. If you have a TV and think I won’t get you, y’might wanna figure out how to get it out before I come. Don’t worry, if you don’t have one, I WILL still get you.

Remember…

Sticks and Stones Won’t Break My Bones
Neither Will Knives, Spears,or Guns
The Only Thing I Look Forward To In TV
Is You Getting A Little Bit Of My “Fun”.

I Never Die, Never Will.
I Was Always Around, You Lucky I Didn’t Find Your Ancestors
If Your Scared, Thank Ben Franklin.

Ok, so that was our story. Hope you liked it! Bye!

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