The Sleepwalker of Death (CREEPYPASTA)

-8:00 AM-

-Persephone's Bedroom-

Persephone: *Sits up, yawns* *Sees her room's a mess* Huh? What happened? *Gets out of bed, gets dressed into her orange dress with safety pants, bobby socks, and black shoes* *Has yellow eyes, dark grey hair is short and wavy, but is still a little messy* *Looks around, sees her teddy has its head torn off* *Gasp, picks it up slowly* M-Mr. Teddie! *Sniff*

*A light knock is heard at the door*

Mother: (Nervously) P-Persephone...it's time for school s-sweetie.

Persephone: *Stares at her* M-Mommy? Are you okay?

Mother: Yes. I have your lunch and backpack ready, come.

Persephone: *Nods slightly*

*Her left hand is grabbed and they head downstairs where her father is waiting*

Persephone: Daddy!! *Goes to hug him*

Father: (Slightly nervous) E-Er, hi my lil' flower. *Gently hugs her*

Persephone: I'm so excited for my first day of school! Heehee~

Father: I... *Looks at her mother* I am too. *Smiles*

Persephone: *Grins*

Father: Alright, now...what are the rules of school?

Persephone: Sit down, stay quiet, listen to the teacher's rules, be positive...

Father: *Picks her up* And the most important thing, make some good ol' friends!

Persephone: *Giggles* Yay!

Father: *Smiles, kisses her cheek*

Persephone: *Giggles*

Father: *Carries her to the car, opens the door, buckles her into the chair in the backseat, and closes the door*

Persephone: *Waits*

Father: *Gets into the driver's seat*

Mother: *Goes into the passenger seat*

*They drive off*

Persephone: *Sitting* Hey Daddy? Mommy?

Father: Yes?

Mommy: Yes?

Persephone: Have you ever tried sleeping on the floor when getting sleepy from watching movies and other stuff?

Father: Hehe, many times as a kid, how come?

Persephone: It's so comfy! Really helps me calm down.

Mother: *Looks at him with a raised eyebrow*

Father: *Glances* It does in little cases when you're anxiety ridden n' whatnot. Tried it once, felt like I was sending the negativity into the ground.

Mother: Hm....

*They keep driving*

-8:20 AM-

-Underbridge School-

Father: *Gets out driver's seat, takes her out of her seat, puts her on the ground, holds her hand as they walk to the school, trying to keep a small smile*

Persephone: *Smiles*

Mother: *Sees her teacher, Ms. Brady* Oh! Hello Juliet!

Ms. Brady: Hello Holly. *Sees Persephone* Oh! This must be Persephone! *Crouches* Hello dear!

Persephone: H-Hi! *Small smile*

Ms. Brady: Hello there. I'm Ms. Brady, your new first grade teacher.

Persephone: *Smiles*

*Hears the school bell go off*

Ms. Brady: Lets go, it's time to start learning!

Persephone: YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! *Runs into the classroom she's supposed to be in*

Mother: *Is worried*

Father: She's going to be okay Holly, I'm sure of it. *Hugs*

Ms. Brady: *Looks at them questionably*

Father: Oh! It's nothing to worry about. It's just that Persephone had some trouble back in her old school, some children didn't like her and hopefully she'll be able to make better friends here.

Ms. Brady: I see. Well, I'm sure the children will get along with her just fine.

Mother: ....

Ms. Brady: Well, I better get going.

Father: Eh! Wait, when are we supposed to get her?

Ms. Brady: Twelve-thirty. Now, I must go. *Walks into the school*

Father: *Walks away with the mother* It'll be just fine Holly. 

Mother: *Sobs a bit*

-8:40 AM-

-Ms. Brady's Classroom-

Ms. Brady: (Cheerful) Alright, lets begin with passing out folders and understanding what we're going to be doing this year! Who's excited? 

*Half the classroom cheers*

Persephone: *Spaces out a bit*

Ms. Brady: *Smiles, begins passing out folders* All you need to do is write your name on the front, this will be where you're going to be placing your classwork. 

Persephone: *Is getting a little sleepy*

Ms. Brady: *Notices* *Gives her a folder* Here you go Persephone, just write your name with a marker okay?

Persephone: Y-Yes ma'am... 

Ms. Brady: *Smiles* *Hands her a marker*

Persephone: *Writes her name*

Ms. Brady: *Once she's done, takes the marker to hand to the kid behind her*

Persephone: *Waits*

Chloe: *Looks over, is holding her rabbit plushy, Kisses* Hi! I'm Chloe! You must be the new kid!

Persephone: *Giggles* Yup! It's my first day at this school, I'm so excited! *Holds out hand* I'm Persephone! It's a pleasure to meet you!

Chloe: Same here! *Smiles*

*Once everyone is done writing their names, Ms. Brady goes back to her desk to place the markers back into her drawer*

Ms. Brady: Alright, lets start off with something easy for today's lesson! *Gets a piece of chalk, writes five plus five* Alright, can anyone solve this problem?

*Most of the kids look at each other, Persephone raises her hand*

Persephone: Ten?

Ms. Brady: Very good!

*Some of the kids lightly clap*

Persephone: *Smiles*

Ms. Brady: Alright, lets continue. *Writes seven minus five on the board* Okay, who can solve this?

Nika: *Raises hand* Is it three?

Ms. Brady: Close.

Ryan: Does it prove that mayonnaise is an instrument?

Ms. Brady: *Unamused stare* No Ryan, it doesn't prove that mayo is an instrument, heck, why did you think that seven minus five would equal that?

Ryan: Because...it is an unsolved question that hasn't been proven since it was created by that pink cartoon starfish. Besides, I wanted to make everyone laugh.

*Some giggle*

Ryan: See?

Ms. Brady: Huh... *Thinks* You make a good point there, nobody actually proved it visually. *Shakes head* N-Never mind, I'm getting off topic. We'll go into more of it later after Math, now...who knows the answer?

Chloe: *Raises hand* Two?

Ms. Brady: Correct.

*She begins to write more problems on the board, the lesson goes on*

-Two hours later-

-10:20 AM-

-Lunchroom-

Persephone: *Is sleepy, has finished her lunch, has her head on the table* *Yawns*

*Some kids walked over*

Ryan: Hi!

Nika: ...

Chloe: Hello there! May I sit with you?

Persephone: Mmmm...okay...

Chloe: *Looks at her, sits next to her* Hey, are you alright?

Persephone: *Nods yes, begins to fall asleep*

Chloe: Huh?

Persephone: *Stops breathing*

Chloe: Eh? *Is a little worried* Persephone?...Persephone!? *Shakes her*

Persephone: *Collapses aside*

Chloe: *Gasp* *Quickly kneels* Persephone!! *Shakes her*

*The lunchroom goes quiet, Ms. Brady notices and runs over*

Ms. Brady: Oh my god! Wh-What happened to her!? *Sits her up*

Persephone: *Begins to move her hand, her eyes open a bit, she gets angry and slashes at her face*

Ms. Brady: Gah!!

Ryan: *Looks over* *Gasps* Ms. Brady!!

Ms. Brady: *Touches the scratch marks made on her cheek, it draws a little bit of blood* You little brat!

Persephone: *Gets up, has a wide grin on her face, teeth is sharp, hair is messy, a bit of blood is on her fingernails and on the upperpart of her dress* *Mischievous chuckle, runs* 

Ms. Brady: !!! *Chases after her*

Persephone: *Sees Nika, gets out plastic forks and lunges them at her like ninja stars pinning her to the wall by her clothes*

Nika: ACK!!

Persephone: *Begins to stab at her face with the pointy end of the fork, she made a couple of little cuts on her face along with red marks coming from the pressure of the point*

Nika: *Crying*

Ryan: *Throws an empty soda can at her* Hey!! Why don't you pick on someone your own----

Persephone: *Smacks him with a food tray repeatedly into the head*

Ms. Brady: *Wide eyed* RYAN!! *Lunges at her*

Persephone: *Dodges*

Ryan: *Is still breathing, has a small dent in his head that's bleeding a bit* *Sees Nika, limps over* Ms. Brady!! Don't let her get away! She's dangerous!

Ms. Brady: *Gets up* Way ahead of you kid! *Chases after her*

Persephone: *Running, hides in the nearest Girls Bathroom*

Chloe: *Follows behind Ms. Brady* E-Excuse me?

Ms. Brady: *Looks* Chloe? You shouldn't be here, you're gonna get hurt!

Chloe: I wanna help!

Ms. Brady: Hm....

*Laughter is heard coming from the bathroom*

Ms. Brady: !!!!

Chloe: *Listens, slowly walks in*

Persephone: *Is making it wet by splashing water on the ground*

Chloe: *Looks around* *Sees her near the window which she opened slightly* *Is scared*

Persephone: Why are you scared Chloe? Don't you want to play? Hehehehe~

Chloe: *Shakes head no slightly*

Persephone: *Grins widely* I see, well, tough toenails. I already set up the playroom for us! *Giggles* ....By the way, didn't you have a rabbit plushy earlier?

Chloe: *Blinks twice, looks at her arms* *She doesn't have it anymore* *Is scared* KISSES!!!

Persephone: *Has Kisses in her arms* Looking for this?

Ms. Brady: *Sees* PERSEPHONE YOU GIVE THAT BACK TO HER RIGHT NOW!

Persephone: ....No. *Rips off its head*

Chloe: *Sees* *Screams, runs towards her crying about to pounce on her, slips on the water and falls forward towards the slightly cracked window, it opens wide and she quickly grabs the ledge* ACK!! NO!!

Persephone: *Goes over to her, looks down with her electric lime colored pupils, still grinning widely* *Tries to make her let go of the ledge*

Chloe: *Tries to swat at her, left hand slips and she falls to her death*

Persephone: *Giggles* Bye bye! *Shreds the plushy more and throws it down with her* Now you'll be with your plushy in that special place in the sky! 

Ms. Brady: *Is staring with horror, hurries to the Nurse to get chloroform and a rag*

Persephone: What a shame...our playtime was rather short....I should have picked a better place.

Ms. Brady: *Races back into the bathroom, dabs chloroform into the rag, and covers her mouth*

Persephone: *Struggles to break free, screams* *After a few seconds she begins to slowly stop* *Falls into unconsciousness*

-4:00 PM-

-Living Room-

Persephone: *Is asleep, begins to wake up, feels a blanket on top of her* Huh? *Sits up, looks around* Eh? M-Mommy? Daddy?

Father: *Hears* Coming sweetie!

Persephone: *Waits, looks around, sees the TV on, watches*

Father: *Walks in with a cup of hot cocoa for her* Hey there, how are you feeling?

Persephone: Great! But....what happened?

Father: *Sweatdrop* Err....Well, you fell asleep at lunch and so, Ms. Brady called us and told us to pick you up and take you home.

Persephone: Oh! Okay. *Looks around again* Where's mommy?

Father: Upstairs, but she wants to be left alone for right now, she had a long day at work.

Persephone: *Nods okay in agreement*

Father: Good. *Places down the hot cocoa onto the wooden table, sits*

Persephone: *Grabs a cup of hot cocoa, drinks*

Father: Erm...Persephone?

Persephone: Yes?

Father: *Looks at her* I don't want you to freak out...but...you have a strange case of sleepwalking.

Persephone: When people are walking about when they're asleep?

Father: Yes. But I would like to say this, it's quite a gift, I've seen you do many intriguing things when you're asleep. Like making pancakes, dress up in that clown costume you don't like and try scare the heck out of your mother, and make cute handprint trees along the walls with anything that could stick and stand out, showing who you are.

Persephone: WOW! That's so cool! Yet...I wore that clown costume? *shudders* I hate clowns...

Father: I know, but it was rather interesting to actually see you wear that makeup, you looked like a colorful clown girl with the widest smile.

Persephone: *Blushes in embarrassment* Daddy~ 

Father: *hugs her close* I'm sayin' the truth my lil' flower~

Persephone: *Grins*

Father: *Boops her nose*

Persephone: *Yawns, cuddles*

Father: *Smiles, hugs*

Persephone: *Asleep*

Father: *Sees her eyes open a bit, places her aside and hides behind the couch to hide*

Persephone: *Has her wide grin again, goes to the kitchen* *Giggles* *Takes a knife*

Father: *Looks after her*

Persephone: *Goes upstairs, drags the knife behind her*

Mother: *Hears her coming, hears her giggle, shuts the door and locks it* *Is scared*

Persephone: *Knocks* Mommy? Mommy, are you in there? Hehehehe~

Mother: *Remains silent, hides in the closet*

Persephone: *Uses her knife to shift the lock in the crack of the door, the door unlocks*

Mother: *Stays quiet*

Persephone: *Looks around, sniffs the air* Honey Suckle...Mommy's perfume.

Mother: *Stays quiet*

Persephone: *Goes to the closet, puts her ear against it*

Mother: *Covers mouth*

Persephone: *Listens, hears nothing, shurgs and leaves*

Mother: *Sighs silently in relief*

Persephone: *Goes down the hallway, goes to her room, goes to her closet and gets out jars of unusual paint* *Paints little fingerpaint trees on the wall with 'red' paint*

Father: *Goes to the doorway of her room, has a bottle of chloroform and a rag* Hello sweetie...

Persephone: *Slowly turns around with her hands tainted with the paint, she got some of her face*

Father: I just want to give you a hug.... *Holds arms out wide* Don't you want a hug from your father?

Persephone: ...

Father: ?

Persephone: *Stares, begins to charge at him, lunges knife*

Father: *Hugs but get stabbed in the side, covers her mouth with chloroform* This is for your own good.

Persephone: !!!! *Coughs, trying to gasp for air*

Father: *Gets more chloroform, covers it again*

Persephone: *Begins to fall asleep*

Father: *Carries her downstairs, lays her on the floor, covers her with a blanket* You even said once that the ground was comfy, might as well let you rest on it for now... *Kisses her head* Sleep tight kiddo.

-Two days later-

-3:48 AM-

Persephone: *Is barely awake, sits up, rubs eyes, looks around, sees the news on*

"Coming up next on the news... Another incident with the same little girl from the last six cases from her case of homicidal sleepwalking has struck at UnderBridge School two days ago killing one kid and wounding two others in the process of destroying school property."

Persephone: *Shocked* .....Wait...*Remembers* I've seen you do many intriguing things when you're asleep.... *Begins to remember, her head hurts a bit, remembers something*

-Memory #1-

-9:00 PM-

-Backyard- 

Four year old Persephone: *Asleep, gets out of bed, walks towards the front door, opens it and walks aimlessly towards the backyard of the next door neighbor* *Goes over the wooden fence, hears the dog growling as she approaches*

Nook: *Growls softly*

Persephone: *Gets out knife she got from her kitchen, stabs the dog in defense*

Nook: *Growls loudly, whines at the stab wound made*

Persephone: *Goes over, makes multiple stab wound into the neck, makes an open gash*

Nook: *Whines more and slowly gets quiet*

Four year old Persephone: *Sees the dog die, sees that it's bleeding out very quickly, touches the blood, feels it around her fingers, smiles* *uses a medium-sized jar to scoop up some of the blood, seals with the cork, carries it to her room* *Goes into her room, closes the door and locks it by putting her blanket under as a stopper* *Sits in front of an open area of her wall, opens up the jar and dips her left hand into the liquid, begins to do handpainting*

-The Next Morning-

Father: *Knocks* Persephone?

Four year old Persephone: *Sleeping peacefully, curled up on the ground*

Father: *Sees* Whoa... *Sees the blood and the handprint trees* Hm.... *Gets out phone, takes a picture of the trees and Persephone unconscious with blood on her* Oh my lord....I need to call a Therapist....

-Present-

Persephone: N-Nook... *Remembers another memory, head hurts again*

-Memory #2-

-2:37 PM-

-At 'Wisps' Wicked Wonderland', a Halloween themed carnival-

Kids: *They scream in horror at the sight of the distorted silhouette in the distance*

Six year old Persephone: *Is dressed up as a little nurse trainee, has a broken glass bottle from one of the carnival games with hoops, chasing and killing one after the other*

Mother: *Is hiding in a porta potty*

Father: *Is running away with two other kids in his arms to safety*

Six year old Persephone: *Sees a kid with a stack of pies beside him*

Kid: GO AWAY! *Begins throwing them*

Six year old Persephone: *Charging while dodging*

*One pie hits her in the face making her mascara and eyeliner run*

Mother: *Begins to get out, sees the horrifying figure* *Screams* 

Father: *Is hiding in the ticket booth* *Sees Persephone's appearance, takes a picture with his phone quickly and hides* Th-This is getting ridiculous....

-Present-

Persephone: *Begins to cry* N-No...i-it can't be....................................................*Sniff* *Remembers another memory, but her head doesn't hurt as much as the two memories*

-Memory #3-

-6:30 AM-

-Kitchen-

-Two months ago-

Past!Persephone: *Is making pancakes* *Humming to herself*

Father: *Beginning to come downstairs*

Past!Persephone: *Hears him*

Father: *Is outside, remains quiet*

Past!Persephone: *Shrugs, finishes up making the pancakes* *Gets a plate and puts them on them, puts the blood of Nook onto it* *Sits, begins to eat*

Father: *Takes a picture, realizes the flash on his phone is on*

Past!Persephone: GAH!! *Is blind for a second*

Father: *Thinking: Crap...* *Runs upstairs into the bathroom* *Sends the pictures to the Therapist*

-Present-

Persephone: *Crying* I'm a murderer....the killings...the people...*Sniff* *Goes to find her mother and father but sees a piece of paper on the ground* ? *Picks it up*

*It reads: 

"Dreams can come true in many twisted ways...especially when it comes from the innocent."*

Persephone: *Sniff, crumples it up and throws it aside*

*She sighs unsure of what to do, but then thinks of an idea* 

Persephone: *Goes to her parent's room, as she walks she steps on a piece of paper* Huh? *Grabs it* *It's a small note: "Take Persephone to the doctor for homicidal somnambulism, get milk from supermarket, etc.* ... *Walks towards her parent's room, opens the door* Huh? *The room is empty, the window is open* *Goes over to the window, nobody is below, she sniffles and sits on the edge of the window* .................................................*Cries*

*She walks downstairs to the kitchen*

Persephone: Wh-What am I going to do...mommy and daddy are gone...I kill in my sleep...wh-where am I supposed to go? *Sits on the ground* *Thinks for a while, idea* ....I'm gonna have to run away....that's the only thing I can do now... *Stands up, grabs a plastic bag, puts food and water in it and leaves through the backyard into the forest* G-Goodbye...my family...I'm sorry...for what I have been unknowingly doing....