{"id":556,"date":"2018-05-10T09:33:49","date_gmt":"2018-05-10T09:33:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.horrorpalace.com\/creepypasta\/?p=556"},"modified":"2018-05-10T09:33:49","modified_gmt":"2018-05-10T09:33:49","slug":"playdate","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.horrorpalace.com\/creepypasta\/playdate\/","title":{"rendered":"PlayDate"},"content":{"rendered":"

I looked down at my watch, it was 2:45 pm, <\/span>ugh<\/span><\/i> just 15 minutes until the \u2018playdate\u2019 my brother set up. <\/span>Ugh, Brothers.<\/span><\/i> I\u2019m 11 and way too old to have a \u2018playdate\u2019. The little girl my brother set my playdate up with is nine. N-I-N-E! Does he really expect me to get along with a 9 year old? Ha! Never! My mother came outside on the porch, \u201cJalenn, Go get ready for your playdate.\u201d She told me. \u201cI don\u2019t want to have this STUPID PLAYDATE!!!!\u201d I screamed at her. She looked scared, I scare her pretty often. Everyone says I\u2019m going to grow up to be a serial killer or something\u2026 I\u2019m not that bad…am I? <\/span><\/p>\n

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I went in my room and put on my blue and white sailor dress that has a pink bow, and put my hair up. I looked at my watch. \u201c<\/span>Ugh It\u2019s time.\u201d<\/span><\/i> I said under my breath. The doorbell rang. Oh no. I Ran downstairs and looked at her, she had a <\/span>demonic <\/span><\/i>smile. I narrowed my eyes and smiled right back at her, she cringed. My mother turned to look at me and I put on a sweet, angelic little smile. My mother smiled back, I felt like ripping that little girls head off of her little body while watching her blood pour out. I shook, I was angry, I don\u2019t know why. I Hated this little girl with every bone in my body. \u201cJalenn, come meet Adrianna.\u201d My mother said to me. I walked over to her. \u201cHi Jawenn.\u201dShe talked like she was four. \u201cHewo Adwianna.\u201d I replied smiling. She gave me an evil look, I did the same, she hid behind my mother. \u201cJalenn. Be nice.\u201d \u201cOf course, Mommy.\u201d I replied.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\u201cGo take Adrianna to play in your room.\u201d She said. \u201cYes Mother.\u201d I replied. I had bad thoughts running through my head, very bad thoughts, two of them being suicide and the other\u2026 \u201cMurder\u201d I said out loud. \u201cHuh?\u201d Adrianna said. \u201cOh-uh-nothing\u201d I replied smiling. \u201cOkay Jawenn, wanna go play dollies?\u201d Adrianna asked. \u201cUmm\u2026.How about we play with knives?\u201d I asked \u201cAren’t they dangerous?\u201d \u201cWell, no-they-they’re fake\u2026\u201d I replied. \u201cOkay Jawenn, wet\u015b pway knives.\u201d Adrianna said, still sounding like a four year old. We went to the kitchen and opened a drawer of butcher knives. \u201cThis is where we keep the fake knives.\u201d I said chuckling evilly under my breath. I grabbed two, before heading upstairs to my room. I gave her a knife that we used to cut my brothers pet chicken up for dinner. I Took the one mommy uses for meat, she calls it a butcher knife. She tells me not to touch it because it could hurt someone. Adrianna looked at me evilly. \u201cI know this is a real knife JALENN!!!\u201d \u201cAnd I\u2019ve been playing stupid all this time, I know how to talk, I know alot about you.\u201d She said smiling evilly. I began to shake, I was so mad, Why was she playing us? \u201cWhat did I do for you to hate me Adrianna?\u201d \u201cYou know exactly what you did Jalenn, looks like i\u1e3f not the only one who knows how to play stupid.\u201d \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d Tears started to roll down my face, I always cry when i\u2019m angry.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Adrianna looked at the knife, \u201cOh, poor Jalenn…. Don\u2019t you remember? I liked an older boy…And you took him right from me.\u201d She said calmly still inspecting the knife. She smiled demonically, and then, she lunged at me! She stabbed my left arm, I laughed. The pain felt good, It made me angrier, I took my knife and I slit her little throat, and watched as the blood ran down her neck. It felt good, After that, I went to my brothers room, Adrianna\u2019s blood all over my clothes, I\u2019ll cut her up and feed her to my pig later, now it\u2019s time for my brother to die…He is the one who got me into this mess. I knocked on his door, \u201cBubby…Can I come in, please?\u201d I asked, \u201cOf course\u201d Billy replied. I opened the door, he was playing video games, \u201cJALENN!!! What is wrong with your clothes???\u201d He asked. \u201cHalloween came a little early.\u201d I replied. \u201cIt\u2019s July.\u201d Billy said. \u201cWanna play?\u201d I asked stepping closer. \u201cJalenn your eyes there-red!\u201d \u201cShh…let\u2019s play bubby.\u201d I replied. I walked up the rest of the way to him and stabbed him 18 times in the chest. \u201cI guess this is the end of THIS playdate.\u201d The end???<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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