Анкета Zimi the killer

Fifteen-year-old Zimi Evans lived in the state of California. Zimi is a beautiful light-skinned American, slim and tall. The girl had neither brother nor sister, except her parents. Zimi loved spending time with her friend, a friend named Jane Miller. She was funny, friendly and liked to joke often. Zimi was a little different from her friend, she had depression, but she hid it from everyone. It's okay, the girl herself was like that, the main thing was that her friend encouraged her, and it was good. Here, a typical morning. Zimi Evans combed her long hair, put on a gray T-shirt and black jeans with sneakers, and then headed to school. The girl was never late or missed classes, so she's probably sad about it. Tired of studying, looks at teachers with disgust and tolerates all the antics of teachers and schoolchildren. Yes, Zimi is quite reserved and keeps her nose on top of her head, showing pride.

The lesson was a bit boring. Lessons are over. The girl was going to go home, but before she left, she heard in the school corridor from two guys about Jeff the Killer. The guys talked about how Jeff gets into houses, how he kills noisily and why he is still at large.

"Jeff is a Killer, it's unclear why he kills people, where he came from in the first place, and he has a creepy face. " The guy says to the other.

The girl listened and was inspired by every word spoken in the conversation. The girl imagined severed heads and severed hands.

" He kills, it is at night, partially find the bodies of children and teenagers in their own beds. " The guy continued.

" If Jeff kills, then there is a reason that we don't know about, he really likes to be talked about, he has achieved his goal."

The second guy answered.

The girl listened for a while and went home. By the time she got home, Zimi Evans sat down at the table to eat at her mother's request, as parents always take care of their children. In the late afternoon, Zimi sat in her room and searched her laptop for information about Jeff the Killer. Many sites were incorrect, the maniac was recorded as an ordinary character. Let's start with the fact that Zimi read the maniac's story after she started looking for something interesting about him on YouTube, the main thing is realistic. Of course, the girl found one video, as one person recorded on Jeff's camera, in his own house. Zimi became interested in Jeff, she paused the video and saw him. At first there was fright on the girl's face, then her emotions changed every minute from disgust to a smile of delight.

" How terrible and beautiful he is, I can't even name him somehow, but his story seems to be true... " The girl barely whispered to herself.

At night, the girl dreamed of the same maniac, he was looking out the window. The next morning began with her mother waking her up with a sweet smile.

" My dear, get up, happy birthday!"

The girl woke up from the fact that her mother's voice answered her:

" Thank you, but can I invite Jane to visit at least for the night? "

" Of course, my dear Zimi, it's your holiday, and don't sleep until lunch, you shouldn't have been sitting at your laptop for so long. "

" Stop. "  says the surprised girl. " Did you see it, Mom, on Google? How mean, you said you wouldn't do that anymore..."

" I just caught a glimpse of a terrible face, I didn't want to do anything, my dear, don't worry, let's go to lunch."

Mom answered.

" This is not a mug, but a beautiful face in the world, everyone has their own beauty, even if it is unnatural..."

" Did you watch a horror movie last night? It's kind of weird "

" Something similar, but no, and I liked it, I had a pleasant feeling."

" I see, Zimi, I'm waiting for you in the kitchen at the table."

Mom left Zimi's room.

" It pisses me off when my parents look at what I'm doing on my laptop, ask where I go, who I talk to and what I'm doing in general..."

Zimi, grumbles to himself.

The girl, as usual, changed into casual clothes - a gray T-shirt and black jeans. Yes, this image has sunk into her soul. Then the girl took up the laptop and deleted all the bookmarks and keywords.

" It was very interesting to learn about him, but I want to stop, who am I talking to? Yes, I understand. "

The girl went to brush her teeth. She took a toothbrush, and she shouldn't have looked in the mirror, the girl saw Jeff instead of herself, a second later he disappeared into thin air. The girl looked in the mirror in shock, she examined every detail in the mirror, first herself, and finally the background.

"Is it possible at all? Of course it was scary, but it was fun." She thought about it.

Finally, the girl did her business and came to the kitchen sad. There was no one else at the table, obviously, her parents had not been waiting for her for long at lunch. The girl put some food on her plate and sat down at the table. Towards night, Jane came to visit Zimi Evans.

" Hi, let's go to the disco, we'll celebrate your birthday there, all our classmates are at the disco, especially the guy you like.  Jane exclaimed enthusiastically."

" Thank you, Tim? Will he notice me around, well, yes, I like him, I don't think he likes me... " she mumbled sadly.

" Don't be sad, Zimi, if you want, I'll help you get to Tim."

" Jane, I want to celebrate this holiday with you and my parents..."

" No one will scold you anyway, parents are at work, and not a single policeman and adult participates in the disco."

" Well, okay, you go, and I went to look for what to wear. "

The girl did not find a single dress in her wardrobe. She looked into her parents' bedroom and found a long-sleeved white shirt and a tight black skirt in the closet. The mother's clothes were very suitable for the girl. She dyed her hair light brown without touching the roots of her hair, leaving them black. The girl thought that two-tone hair would look more beautiful. She carefully cut out the skirt from the side with scissors and put it on, after pulling on black fishnet stockings. Then she put on the same shirt on top, and as a finishing touch, the lucky girl put on high-heeled shoes. The girl looked at herself in the mirror and thought that something was missing. Precisely! The most important thing is that Zimi has done cosmetic procedures for herself, although she should have done it earlier, but she has done it now. Zimi bleached her face a couple of times with a fabric cucumber mask, made up her eyes and made long nails. Now the girl looks flawless. The girl left the house, forgetting to lock the door, and happily headed to the disco. For some reason, she felt bad all the way, Zimi Evans felt eyes on her and sometimes heard footsteps behind her. Zimi turned around a couple of times, but she didn't find anyone next to her, only turning around for the last time, the girl saw a guy in a black jacket.

"So he decided to rape me, now I'm going to teach him a lesson..." The girl thought about it. She sharply hit an unknown guy, to be honest, it turns out it was a man. She ran off into the distance without looking back. Of course, the girl heard the chase, she did not call for help, either hoped for something, or simply could not scream because there were no people around. Running in heels was not very fast, a little more, and the man would have stopped the girl. Zimi didn't want to give up, tears were streaming down her cheeks, she was running with all her might and was afraid to stop. No one would have thought that on the way to the disco it would end in a bad ending. Zimi's legs gave way, the man grabbed her by the hair and pulled a knife out of his pocket. She was not at a loss, but began to resist and for no clear reason took the knife from the man. Maybe Zimi was thinking about this plan when she was running away? She swung the knife clumsily. The man didn't care about it, he freely approached the girl, and she stepped back. The maniac did not know how to catch the girl, as she was waving the knife so quickly that the maniac only managed to grab the girl by the shoulder, and the girl successfully cut the throat of the attacker. Without thinking , the girl uttered this phrase:

" Go to bed! "

He fell to the ground and started choking on his own blood. The girl realized a second later that she had killed a man, she caught her breath when she saw how the man was suffering, the girl was shaking from shock. She slapped her face to make sure it wasn't a dream, after all, it wasn't a dream. Zimi held the knife tightly in her hands and looked at her outfit, she couldn't believe that so much blood would splash out on her clothes. The girl reached her house with quick steps, fortunately, there was no one there, she quickly changed her clothes and hid the bloody clothes and the knife in her briefcase. Zimi sat down on a chair, then clutched her head, she was afraid that she would be found and put in jail, although she took self-defense measures.

An hour and a half later, Jane called her friend to find out why she hadn't come to have fun.

" How long will you stay at home there? " she asked with displeasure.

" I can't come, I feel really bad right now, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it just happened... " Said Zimi, what else could she say? Only idiots confess to their crimes.

" Oh... Okay, should I come over to you? Support you?"

" Jane, you're the best, but no need, I just have a really bad headache. " Said the girl.

The next morning, the girl could not leave the bedroom, she sat silently on the floor in the corner without any gadget in her hands.

" It's already day, and you've been sitting here since the morning, what happened? Have you been beaten?  mother asked anxiously, entering her daughter's room. The girl shook her head."

" Tell me. " the mother continued. She shook her head slowly again.

" Daughter, why are you pale? Tell me what happened to you. " The woman began to interrogate.

" I just want to be alone, I want silence, silence, only silence... " The girl calmly repeated the same thing with a feeling of despair.

" Enough, tell me. "

" Mom, it will pass, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I'm drawn to silence, please go away..."

" At least tell me what happened last night?"

" Everything is fine, and my eyes are closing, don't pay attention to me..."

Mom obeyed and went to her place on business.

Zimi did not go outside even in the evening, she did not move and did not even change her posture. Zimi stared at nothing with her eyes wide open, it was dark in the bedroom, she didn't even try to turn on the light, she didn't have any need, even for food. The girl had several missed calls from Jane, and she didn't even answer. Jane had to go to Zimi because she was very worried about her. Zimi's mother informed her how things were going.

" Why is it so dark at your house?" Your mom said you haven't been out of here for a long time, you don't even make a sound. Jane said seriously and turned on the bedroom light, then looked at her friend with a strange look.

" Where are you looking, are you crazy, my good, or what? Wake up, chicken, tell me everything in detail. " Jane was rude because her friend was intimidating with her appearance.

As expected, the girl immediately answered the question:

" Nothing special, but what happened? I'm just sitting here, I'm fine."

There was something wrong in the girl's voice.

" Don't pretend and stop looking at me like that, you're already pissing me off! "

Jane swore.

The girl got up from the floor and came close to her friend, saying:

" Is something unclear? It's okay, what else can I say?"

" You're going crazy, you've been watching a horror movie all morning, so tell me, you look like you've definitely been watching horror movies."

" I haven't watched any horror movies, I just feel uncomfortable, stop interrogating me, I shouldn't say what's wrong with me! "

Zimi Evans raised her voice.

" Am I not your best friend? I never wanted to hurt you or gossip, why can't I find out what's going on with you? "

" Because terrible thoughts come into my head, I've been thinking about them all morning, I told you, are you happy now? "

" Zimi, don't make me angry, who made you like this? You were a normal girl! "

" And what kind of crazy girl do you take me for? ! Nonsense! "

" Your mom said that one day she saw a strange frame from YouTube, what was it? ! "

" Nothing!"

" You're an animal! Do you realize now that you just rejected me from yourself? "

" If you want, get out! Otherwise, I'll chop you into pieces and give you to the dogs to eat! Besides, it's night, and you need to get some sleep, Jane! "

The girl went berserk and pushed her friend, only it turned out to be cruel and not expected. The girl did not know that everything would turn out this way. Jane fell and hit the sharp corner of a small table in the bedroom. Unfortunately, her friend died. After a few seconds, the girl bent over her dead friend, then touched her to make sure she was dead. After doing this, she realized that Jane was dead. Zimi dragged the corpse under her bed.

A minute later, the girl came out of the room into the kitchen, her mother was there and cooking dinner.

" Zimi, I listened to you. " says Mom, " Why swear like that? Has your friend left yet? Something I didn't see her leave, daughter..."

" Yes, she left, and I made, so to speak, the biggest mistake, can I ask a question? "

The girl asked, sitting down at the table.

" Of course you can"

" It seems, not really mom, I came into life with my own words, but is it bad when a person has his own idol?"

" No, why?"

" And if I want to say that I'm a fan of Jeff Killer and I want to become the same person as him? "

" I don't understand you, daughter, speak more clearly."

"I like the way he kills, you know? He makes people say, « Oh, I envy Jeff,» he proves everything with one audacious murder...."

" Jeff is a Murderer? And who is it? A character in the game?"

" Don't interrupt."

" You, such an adult, turned sixteen yesterday, and you fall in love with scary characters, especially from games? Don't embarrass yourself. Stupid! " Mom got a little angry.

" He's not from the game, Mom, I found real newspapers about him on the Internet, and something clicked in me. " The girl spoke calmly, although her mother was angry at her step by step, and she spoke so sweetly, not understanding for what purpose. Maybe the cute girl Zimi has become obsessed with Jeff? Or is the girl in shock when she killed a man? Or are there other possible answers?

" And what clicked in you, I wonder? Do you want to kill people or go to bed with this idiot? ! " Mom couldn't stand it and asked the most terrible question in the world.

The girl was offended and almost cried, her voice was slightly deplorable, she restrained herself.

" Why do you say that? " the fan continued " Since, Mom, you said that Jeff is not real, what does the pastel have to do with it? Just because I'm a fan doesn't mean you have to think that way about me! "

"Are you going to cry?" Your psyche has become like a small one, well done, you have achieved your goal.

Mom said with a grin, then continued:

" What's next? Are you going to look for this killer? ! "

" Mom, stop it, stop it, you don't understand me! "

" Go to your room! I don't want to see you! And don't tell me any more about that freak I saw in the frame! "

The next morning, Zimi Evans was sitting in class. The teacher warned the students about the danger. The teacher was talking about a man who was killed by Zimi herself, no one knew that she had killed him. When the girl heard about it, she was at a loss and did not know what to do, she began to calm herself with thoughts of Jeff the Killer. Now the conversation turned to Jane, the teacher said that she also disappeared and did not return home. Her mother started the search by contacting everyone she knows.

" Try not to walk around the city until dark while the murders continue. " This was the last word of the teacher to the students about the information so that they would be aware.

For Zimi, the whole morning was agonizing, she could not forget how she killed one person. Although why remember this, the man himself was glued to the girl, it's easy to say, but it's hard to forget this moment. As if it was now, the girl remembered everything, she couldn't fill her head with good memories. She even lost a friend because of herself. When the girl returned home, she sadly went to her smelly room, which already smells like a dead man, since her friend's corpse is under the bed. The girl wasn't even going to do anything about it, she seemed to like it, she even locked herself in so that her parents wouldn't feel this disgusting smell. The girl again did not leave the bedroom all day, then walked back and forth, then smiled, then said things incomprehensible to herself, then stared at one point. Mom was scared, she quietly peeked through the keyhole and watched all this with curiosity. She couldn't understand what was happening to her daughter.At night, the woman could not fall asleep normally, and her husband was dozing, she heard everything and imagined what her own daughter was doing. Zimi knew that her life would be turned upside down and she would not be able to live like this, she changed into the outfit in which she was going to the disco last time, more precisely in what she killed a man in. This outfit was stained with blood, now Zimi wanted to wear it always, and even she liked it. Is she going to do something? She decided to leave home, only for this she had to do one bad thing. The girl with the knife wanted to give herself the same smile as her idol, but she just couldn't.

It was a frightening pain in her cheek, the girl could not understand how Jeff did this to himself, how it was not so painful. Zimi managed to cut only her left cheek deeply, but she did not dare to cut the second one. The muscles of her jaw barely held, she almost fell off, the girl began to cry quietly and at least a little she managed to keep her mouth. And why didn't Jeff's jaw drop, that's the question? It's not real and it can't really be. Maybe this girl's idol doesn't exist?

"Well, why does he have such a beautiful face, just magical, and I can't do it? ... " Thought the poor guy. The mother couldn't stand it and came to the bathroom to see what Zimi was doing at one o'clock in the morning. What she saw shocked her, and overcoming her fear, she asked:

" What is it? What for? I hope I'm not interrupting you. ..."

The girl turned around when she saw her mother, looked at her with sinister eyes and fell silent.

" My dear, Mom didn't want to distract you, I'll probably go to bed, I'm sorry..."

curiosity killed a woman. She went into her room, the girl did not want to let her go, then followed her mother. The girl knocked the woman down and started stabbing.

A heart-rending scream echoed throughout the house. The husband jumped out of bed from this scream and regretted that he had done it. The killer was covered in blood.

" I'm sorry."

The girl whispered. Dad from Prosoni didn't understand what was going on at all, and now he probably won't need it.

" Dad, go to bed and sleep sweetly..."

The lesson was a bit boring. Lessons are over. The girl was going to go home, but before she left, she heard in the school corridor from two guys about Jeff the Killer. The guys talked about how Jeff gets into houses, how he kills noisily and why he is still at large.

"Jeff is a Killer, it's unclear why he kills people, where he came from in the first place, and he has a creepy face. " The guy says to the other.

The girl listened and was inspired by every word spoken in the conversation. The girl imagined severed heads and severed hands.

" He kills, it is at night, partially find the bodies of children and teenagers in their own beds. " The guy continued.

" If Jeff kills, then there is a reason that we don't know about, he really likes to be talked about, he has achieved his goal."

The second guy answered.

The girl listened for a while and went home. By the time she got home, Zimi Evans sat down at the table to eat at her mother's request, as parents always take care of their children. In the late afternoon, Zimi sat in her room and searched her laptop for information about Jeff the Killer. Many sites were incorrect, the maniac was recorded as an ordinary character. Let's start with the fact that Zimi read the maniac's story after she started looking for something interesting about him on YouTube, the main thing is realistic. Of course, the girl found one video, as one person recorded on Jeff's camera, in his own house. Zimi became interested in Jeff, she paused the video and saw him. At first there was fright on the girl's face, then her emotions changed every minute from disgust to a smile of delight.

" How terrible and beautiful he is, I can't even name him somehow, but his story seems to be true... " The girl barely whispered to herself.

At night, the girl dreamed of the same maniac, he was looking out the window. The next morning began with her mother waking her up with a sweet smile.

" My dear, get up, happy birthday!"

The girl woke up from the fact that her mother's voice answered her:

" Thank you, but can I invite Jane to visit at least for the night? "

" Of course, my dear Zimi, it's your holiday, and don't sleep until lunch, you shouldn't have been sitting at your laptop for so long. "

" Stop. "  says the surprised girl. " Did you see it, Mom, on Google? How mean, you said you wouldn't do that anymore..."

" I just caught a glimpse of a terrible face, I didn't want to do anything, my dear, don't worry, let's go to lunch."

Mom answered.

" This is not a mug, but a beautiful face in the world, everyone has their own beauty, even if it is unnatural..."

" Did you watch a horror movie last night? It's kind of weird "

" Something similar, but no, and I liked it, I had a pleasant feeling."

" I see, Zimi, I'm waiting for you in the kitchen at the table."

Mom left Zimi's room.

" It pisses me off when my parents look at what I'm doing on my laptop, ask where I go, who I talk to and what I'm doing in general..."

Zimi, grumbles to himself.

The girl, as usual, changed into casual clothes - a gray T-shirt and black jeans. Yes, this image has sunk into her soul. Then the girl took up the laptop and deleted all the bookmarks and keywords.

" It was very interesting to learn about him, but I want to stop, who am I talking to? Yes, I understand. "

The girl went to brush her teeth. She took a toothbrush, and she shouldn't have looked in the mirror, the girl saw Jeff instead of herself, a second later he disappeared into thin air. The girl looked in the mirror in shock, she examined every detail in the mirror, first herself, and finally the background.

"Is it possible at all? Of course it was scary, but it was fun." She thought about it.

Finally, the girl did her business and came to the kitchen sad. There was no one else at the table, obviously, her parents had not been waiting for her for long at lunch. The girl put some food on her plate and sat down at the table. Towards night, Jane came to visit Zimi Evans.

" Hi, let's go to the disco, we'll celebrate your birthday there, all our classmates are at the disco, especially the guy you like.  Jane exclaimed enthusiastically."

" Thank you, Tim? Will he notice me around, well, yes, I like him, I don't think he likes me... " she mumbled sadly.

" Don't be sad, Zimi, if you want, I'll help you get to Tim."

" Jane, I want to celebrate this holiday with you and my parents..."

" No one will scold you anyway, parents are at work, and not a single policeman and adult participates in the disco."

" Well, okay, you go, and I went to look for what to wear. "

The girl did not find a single dress in her wardrobe. She looked into her parents' bedroom and found a long-sleeved white shirt and a tight black skirt in the closet. The mother's clothes were very suitable for the girl. She dyed her hair light brown without touching the roots of her hair, leaving them black. The girl thought that two-tone hair would look more beautiful. She carefully cut out the skirt from the side with scissors and put it on, after pulling on black fishnet stockings. Then she put on the same shirt on top, and as a finishing touch, the lucky girl put on high-heeled shoes. The girl looked at herself in the mirror and thought that something was missing. Precisely! The most important thing is that Zimi has done cosmetic procedures for herself, although she should have done it earlier, but she has done it now. Zimi bleached her face a couple of times with a fabric cucumber mask, made up her eyes and made long nails. Now the girl looks flawless. The girl left the house, forgetting to lock the door, and happily headed to the disco. For some reason, she felt bad all the way, Zimi Evans felt eyes on her and sometimes heard footsteps behind her. Zimi turned around a couple of times, but she didn't find anyone next to her, only turning around for the last time, the girl saw a guy in a black jacket.

"So he decided to rape me, now I'm going to teach him a lesson..." The girl thought about it. She sharply hit an unknown guy, to be honest, it turns out it was a man. She ran off into the distance without looking back. Of course, the girl heard the chase, she did not call for help, either hoped for something, or simply could not scream because there were no people around. Running in heels was not very fast, a little more, and the man would have stopped the girl. Zimi didn't want to give up, tears were streaming down her cheeks, she was running with all her might and was afraid to stop. No one would have thought that on the way to the disco it would end in a bad ending. Zimi's legs gave way, the man grabbed her by the hair and pulled a knife out of his pocket. She was not at a loss, but began to resist and for no clear reason took the knife from the man. Maybe Zimi was thinking about this plan when she was running away? She swung the knife clumsily. The man didn't care about it, he freely approached the girl, and she stepped back. The maniac did not know how to catch the girl, as she was waving the knife so quickly that the maniac only managed to grab the girl by the shoulder, and the girl successfully cut the throat of the attacker. Without thinking , the girl uttered this phrase:

" Go to bed! "

He fell to the ground and started choking on his own blood. The girl realized a second later that she had killed a man, she caught her breath when she saw how the man was suffering, the girl was shaking from shock. She slapped her face to make sure it wasn't a dream, after all, it wasn't a dream. Zimi held the knife tightly in her hands and looked at her outfit, she couldn't believe that so much blood would splash out on her clothes. The girl reached her house with quick steps, fortunately, there was no one there, she quickly changed her clothes and hid the bloody clothes and the knife in her briefcase. Zimi sat down on a chair, then clutched her head, she was afraid that she would be found and put in jail, although she took self-defense measures.

An hour and a half later, Jane called her friend to find out why she hadn't come to have fun.

" How long will you stay at home there? " she asked with displeasure.

" I can't come, I feel really bad right now, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it just happened... " Said Zimi, what else could she say? Only idiots confess to their crimes.

" Oh... Okay, should I come over to you? Support you?"

" Jane, you're the best, but no need, I just have a really bad headache. " Said the girl.

The next morning, the girl could not leave the bedroom, she sat silently on the floor in the corner without any gadget in her hands.

" It's already day, and you've been sitting here since the morning, what happened? Have you been beaten?  mother asked anxiously, entering her daughter's room. The girl shook her head."

" Tell me. " the mother continued. She shook her head slowly again.

" Daughter, why are you pale? Tell me what happened to you. " The woman began to interrogate.

" I just want to be alone, I want silence, silence, only silence... " The girl calmly repeated the same thing with a feeling of despair.

" Enough, tell me. "

" Mom, it will pass, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I'm drawn to silence, please go away..."

" At least tell me what happened last night?"

" Everything is fine, and my eyes are closing, don't pay attention to me..."

Mom obeyed and went to her place on business.

Zimi did not go outside even in the evening, she did not move and did not even change her posture. Zimi stared at nothing with her eyes wide open, it was dark in the bedroom, she didn't even try to turn on the light, she didn't have any need, even for food. The girl had several missed calls from Jane, and she didn't even answer. Jane had to go to Zimi because she was very worried about her. Zimi's mother informed her how things were going.

" Why is it so dark at your house?" Your mom said you haven't been out of here for a long time, you don't even make a sound. Jane said seriously and turned on the bedroom light, then looked at her friend with a strange look.

" Where are you looking, are you crazy, my good, or what? Wake up, chicken, tell me everything in detail. " Jane was rude because her friend was intimidating with her appearance.

As expected, the girl immediately answered the question:

" Nothing special, but what happened? I'm just sitting here, I'm fine."

There was something wrong in the girl's voice.

" Don't pretend and stop looking at me like that, you're already pissing me off! "

Jane swore.

The girl got up from the floor and came close to her friend, saying:

" Is something unclear? It's okay, what else can I say?"

" You're going crazy, you've been watching a horror movie all morning, so tell me, you look like you've definitely been watching horror movies."

" I haven't watched any horror movies, I just feel uncomfortable, stop interrogating me, I shouldn't say what's wrong with me! "

Zimi Evans raised her voice.

" Am I not your best friend? I never wanted to hurt you or gossip, why can't I find out what's going on with you? "

" Because terrible thoughts come into my head, I've been thinking about them all morning, I told you, are you happy now? "

" Zimi, don't make me angry, who made you like this? You were a normal girl! "

" And what kind of crazy girl do you take me for? ! Nonsense! "

" Your mom said that one day she saw a strange frame from YouTube, what was it? ! "

" Nothing!"

" You're an animal! Do you realize now that you just rejected me from yourself? "

" If you want, get out! Otherwise, I'll chop you into pieces and give you to the dogs to eat! Besides, it's night, and you need to get some sleep, Jane! "

The girl went berserk and pushed her friend, only it turned out to be cruel and not expected. The girl did not know that everything would turn out this way. Jane fell and hit the sharp corner of a small table in the bedroom. Unfortunately, her friend died. After a few seconds, the girl bent over her dead friend, then touched her to make sure she was dead. After doing this, she realized that Jane was dead. Zimi dragged the corpse under her bed.

A minute later, the girl came out of the room into the kitchen, her mother was there and cooking dinner.

" Zimi, I listened to you. " says Mom, " Why swear like that? Has your friend left yet? Something I didn't see her leave, daughter..."

" Yes, she left, and I made, so to speak, the biggest mistake, can I ask a question? "

The girl asked, sitting down at the table.

" Of course you can"

" It seems, not really mom, I came into life with my own words, but is it bad when a person has his own idol?"

" No, why?"

" And if I want to say that I'm a fan of Jeff Killer and I want to become the same person as him? "

" I don't understand you, daughter, speak more clearly."

"I like the way he kills, you know? He makes people say, « Oh, I envy Jeff,» he proves everything with one audacious murder...."

" Jeff is a Murderer? And who is it? A character in the game?"

" Don't interrupt."

" You, such an adult, turned sixteen yesterday, and you fall in love with scary characters, especially from games? Don't embarrass yourself. Stupid! " Mom got a little angry.

" He's not from the game, Mom, I found real newspapers about him on the Internet, and something clicked in me. " The girl spoke calmly, although her mother was angry at her step by step, and she spoke so sweetly, not understanding for what purpose. Maybe the cute girl Zimi has become obsessed with Jeff? Or is the girl in shock when she killed a man? Or are there other possible answers?

" And what clicked in you, I wonder? Do you want to kill people or go to bed with this idiot? ! " Mom couldn't stand it and asked the most terrible question in the world.

The girl was offended and almost cried, her voice was slightly deplorable, she restrained herself.

" Why do you say that? " the fan continued " Since, Mom, you said that Jeff is not real, what does the pastel have to do with it? Just because I'm a fan doesn't mean you have to think that way about me! "

"Are you going to cry?" Your psyche has become like a small one, well done, you have achieved your goal.

Mom said with a grin, then continued:

" What's next? Are you going to look for this killer? ! "

" Mom, stop it, stop it, you don't understand me! "

" Go to your room! I don't want to see you! And don't tell me any more about that freak I saw in the frame! "

The next morning, Zimi Evans was sitting in class. The teacher warned the students about the danger. The teacher was talking about a man who was killed by Zimi herself, no one knew that she had killed him. When the girl heard about it, she was at a loss and did not know what to do, she began to calm herself with thoughts of Jeff the Killer. Now the conversation turned to Jane, the teacher said that she also disappeared and did not return home. Her mother started the search by contacting everyone she knows.

" Try not to walk around the city until dark while the murders continue. " This was the last word of the teacher to the students about the information so that they would be aware.

For Zimi, the whole morning was agonizing, she could not forget how she killed one person. Although why remember this, the man himself was glued to the girl, it's easy to say, but it's hard to forget this moment. As if it was now, the girl remembered everything, she couldn't fill her head with good memories. She even lost a friend because of herself. When the girl returned home, she sadly went to her smelly room, which already smells like a dead man, since her friend's corpse is under the bed. The girl wasn't even going to do anything about it, she seemed to like it, she even locked herself in so that her parents wouldn't feel this disgusting smell. The girl again did not leave the bedroom all day, then walked back and forth, then smiled, then said things incomprehensible to herself, then stared at one point. Mom was scared, she quietly peeked through the keyhole and watched all this with curiosity. She couldn't understand what was happening to her daughter.At night, the woman could not fall asleep normally, and her husband was dozing, she heard everything and imagined what her own daughter was doing. Zimi knew that her life would be turned upside down and she would not be able to live like this, she changed into the outfit in which she was going to the disco last time, more precisely in what she killed a man in. This outfit was stained with blood, now Zimi wanted to wear it always, and even she liked it. Is she going to do something? She decided to leave home, only for this she had to do one bad thing. The girl with the knife wanted to give herself the same smile as her idol, but she just couldn't.

It was a frightening pain in her cheek, the girl could not understand how Jeff did this to himself, how it was not so painful. Zimi managed to cut only her left cheek deeply, but she did not dare to cut the second one. The muscles of her jaw barely held, she almost fell off, the girl began to cry quietly and at least a little she managed to keep her mouth. And why didn't Jeff's jaw drop, that's the question? It's not real and it can't really be. Maybe this girl's idol doesn't exist?

"Well, why does he have such a beautiful face, just magical, and I can't do it? ... " Thought the poor guy. The mother couldn't stand it and came to the bathroom to see what Zimi was doing at one o'clock in the morning. What she saw shocked her, and overcoming her fear, she asked:

" What is it? What for? I hope I'm not interrupting you. ..."

The girl turned around when she saw her mother, looked at her with sinister eyes and fell silent.

" My dear, Mom didn't want to distract you, I'll probably go to bed, I'm sorry..."

curiosity killed a woman. She went into her room, the girl did not want to let her go, then followed her mother. The girl knocked the woman down and started stabbing.

A heart-rending scream echoed throughout the house. The husband jumped out of bed from this scream and regretted that he had done it. The killer was covered in blood.

" I'm sorry."

The girl whispered. Dad from Prosoni didn't understand what was going on at all, and now he probably won't need it.

" Dad, go to bed and sleep sweetly..."

Fifteen-year-old Zimi Evans lived in the state of California. Zimi is a beautiful light-skinned American, slim and tall. The girl had neither brother nor sister, except her parents. Zimi loved spending time with her friend, a friend named Jane Miller. She was funny, friendly and liked to joke often. Zimi was a little different from her friend, she had depression, but she hid it from everyone. It's okay, the girl herself was like that, the main thing was that her friend encouraged her, and it was good. Here, a typical morning. Zimi Evans combed her long hair, put on a gray T-shirt and black jeans with sneakers, and then headed to school. The girl was never late or missed classes, so she's probably sad about it. Tired of studying, looks at teachers with disgust and tolerates all the antics of teachers and schoolchildren. Yes, Zimi is quite reserved and keeps her nose on top of her head, showing pride.

The lesson was a bit boring. Lessons are over. The girl was going to go home, but before she left, she heard in the school corridor from two guys about Jeff the Killer. The guys talked about how Jeff gets into houses, how he kills noisily and why he is still at large.

"Jeff is a Killer, it's unclear why he kills people, where he came from in the first place, and he has a creepy face. " The guy says to the other.

The girl listened and was inspired by every word spoken in the conversation. The girl imagined severed heads and severed hands.

" He kills, it is at night, partially find the bodies of children and teenagers in their own beds. " The guy continued.

" If Jeff kills, then there is a reason that we don't know about, he really likes to be talked about, he has achieved his goal."

The second guy answered.

The girl listened for a while and went home. By the time she got home, Zimi Evans sat down at the table to eat at her mother's request, as parents always take care of their children. In the late afternoon, Zimi sat in her room and searched her laptop for information about Jeff the Killer. Many sites were incorrect, the maniac was recorded as an ordinary character. Let's start with the fact that Zimi read the maniac's story after she started looking for something interesting about him on YouTube, the main thing is realistic. Of course, the girl found one video, as one person recorded on Jeff's camera, in his own house. Zimi became interested in Jeff, she paused the video and saw him. At first there was fright on the girl's face, then her emotions changed every minute from disgust to a smile of delight.

" How terrible and beautiful he is, I can't even name him somehow, but his story seems to be true... " The girl barely whispered to herself.

At night, the girl dreamed of the same maniac, he was looking out the window. The next morning began with her mother waking her up with a sweet smile.

" My dear, get up, happy birthday!"

The girl woke up from the fact that her mother's voice answered her:

" Thank you, but can I invite Jane to visit at least for the night? "

" Of course, my dear Zimi, it's your holiday, and don't sleep until lunch, you shouldn't have been sitting at your laptop for so long. "

" Stop. "  says the surprised girl. " Did you see it, Mom, on Google? How mean, you said you wouldn't do that anymore..."

" I just caught a glimpse of a terrible face, I didn't want to do anything, my dear, don't worry, let's go to lunch."

Mom answered.

" This is not a mug, but a beautiful face in the world, everyone has their own beauty, even if it is unnatural..."

" Did you watch a horror movie last night? It's kind of weird "

" Something similar, but no, and I liked it, I had a pleasant feeling."

" I see, Zimi, I'm waiting for you in the kitchen at the table."

Mom left Zimi's room.

" It pisses me off when my parents look at what I'm doing on my laptop, ask where I go, who I talk to and what I'm doing in general..."

Zimi, grumbles to himself.

The girl, as usual, changed into casual clothes - a gray T-shirt and black jeans. Yes, this image has sunk into her soul. Then the girl took up the laptop and deleted all the bookmarks and keywords.

" It was very interesting to learn about him, but I want to stop, who am I talking to? Yes, I understand. "

The girl went to brush her teeth. She took a toothbrush, and she shouldn't have looked in the mirror, the girl saw Jeff instead of herself, a second later he disappeared into thin air. The girl looked in the mirror in shock, she examined every detail in the mirror, first herself, and finally the background.

"Is it possible at all? Of course it was scary, but it was fun." She thought about it.

Finally, the girl did her business and came to the kitchen sad. There was no one else at the table, obviously, her parents had not been waiting for her for long at lunch. The girl put some food on her plate and sat down at the table. Towards night, Jane came to visit Zimi Evans.

" Hi, let's go to the disco, we'll celebrate your birthday there, all our classmates are at the disco, especially the guy you like.  Jane exclaimed enthusiastically."

" Thank you, Tim? Will he notice me around, well, yes, I like him, I don't think he likes me... " she mumbled sadly.

" Don't be sad, Zimi, if you want, I'll help you get to Tim."

" Jane, I want to celebrate this holiday with you and my parents..."

" No one will scold you anyway, parents are at work, and not a single policeman and adult participates in the disco."

" Well, okay, you go, and I went to look for what to wear. "

The girl did not find a single dress in her wardrobe. She looked into her parents' bedroom and found a long-sleeved white shirt and a tight black skirt in the closet. The mother's clothes were very suitable for the girl. She dyed her hair light brown without touching the roots of her hair, leaving them black. The girl thought that two-tone hair would look more beautiful. She carefully cut out the skirt from the side with scissors and put it on, after pulling on black fishnet stockings. Then she put on the same shirt on top, and as a finishing touch, the lucky girl put on high-heeled shoes. The girl looked at herself in the mirror and thought that something was missing. Precisely! The most important thing is that Zimi has done cosmetic procedures for herself, although she should have done it earlier, but she has done it now. Zimi bleached her face a couple of times with a fabric cucumber mask, made up her eyes and made long nails. Now the girl looks flawless. The girl left the house, forgetting to lock the door, and happily headed to the disco. For some reason, she felt bad all the way, Zimi Evans felt eyes on her and sometimes heard footsteps behind her. Zimi turned around a couple of times, but she didn't find anyone next to her, only turning around for the last time, the girl saw a guy in a black jacket.

"So he decided to rape me, now I'm going to teach him a lesson..." The girl thought about it. She sharply hit an unknown guy, to be honest, it turns out it was a man. She ran off into the distance without looking back. Of course, the girl heard the chase, she did not call for help, either hoped for something, or simply could not scream because there were no people around. Running in heels was not very fast, a little more, and the man would have stopped the girl. Zimi didn't want to give up, tears were streaming down her cheeks, she was running with all her might and was afraid to stop. No one would have thought that on the way to the disco it would end in a bad ending. Zimi's legs gave way, the man grabbed her by the hair and pulled a knife out of his pocket. She was not at a loss, but began to resist and for no clear reason took the knife from the man. Maybe Zimi was thinking about this plan when she was running away? She swung the knife clumsily. The man didn't care about it, he freely approached the girl, and she stepped back. The maniac did not know how to catch the girl, as she was waving the knife so quickly that the maniac only managed to grab the girl by the shoulder, and the girl successfully cut the throat of the attacker. Without thinking , the girl uttered this phrase:

" Go to bed! "

He fell to the ground and started choking on his own blood. The girl realized a second later that she had killed a man, she caught her breath when she saw how the man was suffering, the girl was shaking from shock. She slapped her face to make sure it wasn't a dream, after all, it wasn't a dream. Zimi held the knife tightly in her hands and looked at her outfit, she couldn't believe that so much blood would splash out on her clothes. The girl reached her house with quick steps, fortunately, there was no one there, she quickly changed her clothes and hid the bloody clothes and the knife in her briefcase. Zimi sat down on a chair, then clutched her head, she was afraid that she would be found and put in jail, although she took self-defense measures.

An hour and a half later, Jane called her friend to find out why she hadn't come to have fun.

" How long will you stay at home there? " she asked with displeasure.

" I can't come, I feel really bad right now, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it just happened... " Said Zimi, what else could she say? Only idiots confess to their crimes.

" Oh... Okay, should I come over to you? Support you?"

" Jane, you're the best, but no need, I just have a really bad headache. " Said the girl.

The next morning, the girl could not leave the bedroom, she sat silently on the floor in the corner without any gadget in her hands.

" It's already day, and you've been sitting here since the morning, what happened? Have you been beaten?  mother asked anxiously, entering her daughter's room. The girl shook her head."

" Tell me. " the mother continued. She shook her head slowly again.

" Daughter, why are you pale? Tell me what happened to you. " The woman began to interrogate.

" I just want to be alone, I want silence, silence, only silence... " The girl calmly repeated the same thing with a feeling of despair.

" Enough, tell me. "

" Mom, it will pass, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I'm drawn to silence, please go away..."

" At least tell me what happened last night?"

" Everything is fine, and my eyes are closing, don't pay attention to me..."

Mom obeyed and went to her place on business.

Zimi did not go outside even in the evening, she did not move and did not even change her posture. Zimi stared at nothing with her eyes wide open, it was dark in the bedroom, she didn't even try to turn on the light, she didn't have any need, even for food. The girl had several missed calls from Jane, and she didn't even answer. Jane had to go to Zimi because she was very worried about her. Zimi's mother informed her how things were going.

" Why is it so dark at your house?" Your mom said you haven't been out of here for a long time, you don't even make a sound. Jane said seriously and turned on the bedroom light, then looked at her friend with a strange look.

" Where are you looking, are you crazy, my good, or what? Wake up, chicken, tell me everything in detail. " Jane was rude because her friend was intimidating with her appearance.

As expected, the girl immediately answered the question:

" Nothing special, but what happened? I'm just sitting here, I'm fine."

There was something wrong in the girl's voice.

" Don't pretend and stop looking at me like that, you're already pissing me off! "

Jane swore.

The girl got up from the floor and came close to her friend, saying:

" Is something unclear? It's okay, what else can I say?"

" You're going crazy, you've been watching a horror movie all morning, so tell me, you look like you've definitely been watching horror movies."

" I haven't watched any horror movies, I just feel uncomfortable, stop interrogating me, I shouldn't say what's wrong with me! "

Zimi Evans raised her voice.

" Am I not your best friend? I never wanted to hurt you or gossip, why can't I find out what's going on with you? "

" Because terrible thoughts come into my head, I've been thinking about them all morning, I told you, are you happy now? "

" Zimi, don't make me angry, who made you like this? You were a normal girl! "

" And what kind of crazy girl do you take me for? ! Nonsense! "

" Your mom said that one day she saw a strange frame from YouTube, what was it? ! "

" Nothing!"

" You're an animal! Do you realize now that you just rejected me from yourself? "

" If you want, get out! Otherwise, I'll chop you into pieces and give you to the dogs to eat! Besides, it's night, and you need to get some sleep, Jane! "

The girl went berserk and pushed her friend, only it turned out to be cruel and not expected. The girl did not know that everything would turn out this way. Jane fell and hit the sharp corner of a small table in the bedroom. Unfortunately, her friend died. After a few seconds, the girl bent over her dead friend, then touched her to make sure she was dead. After doing this, she realized that Jane was dead. Zimi dragged the corpse under her bed.

A minute later, the girl came out of the room into the kitchen, her mother was there and cooking dinner.

" Zimi, I listened to you. " says Mom, " Why swear like that? Has your friend left yet? Something I didn't see her leave, daughter..."

" Yes, she left, and I made, so to speak, the biggest mistake, can I ask a question? "

The girl asked, sitting down at the table.

" Of course you can"

" It seems, not really mom, I came into life with my own words, but is it bad when a person has his own idol?"

" No, why?"

" And if I want to say that I'm a fan of Jeff Killer and I want to become the same person as him? "

" I don't understand you, daughter, speak more clearly."

"I like the way he kills, you know? He makes people say, « Oh, I envy Jeff,» he proves everything with one audacious murder...."

" Jeff is a Murderer? And who is it? A character in the game?"

" Don't interrupt."

" You, such an adult, turned sixteen yesterday, and you fall in love with scary characters, especially from games? Don't embarrass yourself. Stupid! " Mom got a little angry.

" He's not from the game, Mom, I found real newspapers about him on the Internet, and something clicked in me. " The girl spoke calmly, although her mother was angry at her step by step, and she spoke so sweetly, not understanding for what purpose. Maybe the cute girl Zimi has become obsessed with Jeff? Or is the girl in shock when she killed a man? Or are there other possible answers?

" And what clicked in you, I wonder? Do you want to kill people or go to bed with this idiot? ! " Mom couldn't stand it and asked the most terrible question in the world.

The girl was offended and almost cried, her voice was slightly deplorable, she restrained herself.

" Why do you say that? " the fan continued " Since, Mom, you said that Jeff is not real, what does the pastel have to do with it? Just because I'm a fan doesn't mean you have to think that way about me! "

"Are you going to cry?" Your psyche has become like a small one, well done, you have achieved your goal.

Mom said with a grin, then continued:

" What's next? Are you going to look for this killer? ! "

" Mom, stop it, stop it, you don't understand me! "

" Go to your room! I don't want to see you! And don't tell me any more about that freak I saw in the frame! "

The next morning, Zimi Evans was sitting in class. The teacher warned the students about the danger. The teacher was talking about a man who was killed by Zimi herself, no one knew that she had killed him. When the girl heard about it, she was at a loss and did not know what to do, she began to calm herself with thoughts of Jeff the Killer. Now the conversation turned to Jane, the teacher said that she also disappeared and did not return home. Her mother started the search by contacting everyone she knows.

" Try not to walk around the city until dark while the murders continue. " This was the last word of the teacher to the students about the information so that they would be aware.

For Zimi, the whole morning was agonizing, she could not forget how she killed one person. Although why remember this, the man himself was glued to the girl, it's easy to say, but it's hard to forget this moment. As if it was now, the girl remembered everything, she couldn't fill her head with good memories. She even lost a friend because of herself. When the girl returned home, she sadly went to her smelly room, which already smells like a dead man, since her friend's corpse is under the bed. The girl wasn't even going to do anything about it, she seemed to like it, she even locked herself in so that her parents wouldn't feel this disgusting smell. The girl again did not leave the bedroom all day, then walked back and forth, then smiled, then said things incomprehensible to herself, then stared at one point. Mom was scared, she quietly peeked through the keyhole and watched all this with curiosity. She couldn't understand what was happening to her daughter.At night, the woman could not fall asleep normally, and her husband was dozing, she heard everything and imagined what her own daughter was doing. Zimi knew that her life would be turned upside down and she would not be able to live like this, she changed into the outfit in which she was going to the disco last time, more precisely in what she killed a man in. This outfit was stained with blood, now Zimi wanted to wear it always, and even she liked it. Is she going to do something? She decided to leave home, only for this she had to do one bad thing. The girl with the knife wanted to give herself the same smile as her idol, but she just couldn't.

It was a frightening pain in her cheek, the girl could not understand how Jeff did this to himself, how it was not so painful. Zimi managed to cut only her left cheek deeply, but she did not dare to cut the second one. The muscles of her jaw barely held, she almost fell off, the girl began to cry quietly and at least a little she managed to keep her mouth. And why didn't Jeff's jaw drop, that's the question? It's not real and it can't really be. Maybe this girl's idol doesn't exist?

"Well, why does he have such a beautiful face, just magical, and I can't do it? ... " Thought the poor guy. The mother couldn't stand it and came to the bathroom to see what Zimi was doing at one o'clock in the morning. What she saw shocked her, and overcoming her fear, she asked:

" What is it? What for? I hope I'm not interrupting you. ..."

The girl turned around when she saw her mother, looked at her with sinister eyes and fell silent.

" My dear, Mom didn't want to distract you, I'll probably go to bed, I'm sorry..."

curiosity killed a woman. She went into her room, the girl did not want to let her go, then followed her mother. The girl knocked the woman down and started stabbing.

A heart-rending scream echoed throughout the house. The husband jumped out of bed from this scream and regretted that he had done it. The killer was covered in blood.

" I'm sorry."

The girl whispered. Dad from Prosoni didn't understand what was going on at all, and now he probably won't need it.

" Dad, go to bed and sleep sweetly..."

## Внешность

Рост 169, вес 60. Зими имеет длинные черные волосы перекрашенные в коричневый, на ней была одета белая рубашка с длинным рукавами, черная юбка средней длины, колготки в сетку, черные туфли на шпильках.

## История 2018

“19 сентября 2020 год. США. Моё имя Зими Порей, мне 25 лет, добрая, правильная девушка с русыми волосами и с хорошей семьёй. У меня не было работы, но я была в поиске вакансии и жила на данный момент у родителей.

Когда-то у меня была любимая младшая сестра Клер, ей было двенадцать лет, миленькая девочка с русыми волосами заплетённые в два милых хвостика как у меня. Моя сестричка была голубоглазая с веснушками на щеках, одета Клер была в черную толстовку и в синие джинсы с кедами, она была хорошая и очень бойкая, но жаль что не послушная, бойкая и грубая. Я очень её любила, она заменяла мне подруг которых ни когда я их не имела и ни когда не за имею. Я и Клер, со своими родителями Джимми и Люси Порей живём в городе Нью-Джерси. Я не давно закончила колледж и сразу поступила в университет, мне было там не удобно, чувствовала себя совсем жалкой, не скем не общалась из одногруппников и из всего университета. Не смотря на весёлые лица студентов но всё равно у них на уме только пошлость как у обычных подростков, и разговаривают очень паршиво, грубо. Проверено мною.„

” На следующую неделю я познакомилась с Яном, он был одноклассником Клер, учились они в месте в шестом классе. Паренёк на первый взгляд был миленьким и красивым, рыжие волосы, зелёноглазый и одевался разнообразно. Младшая сестра сказала что Ян новенький в классе и очень скромный, и он первый познакомился с ней, они очень хорошо ладили. Мне было очень радостно что у моей сестры есть друг, ведь она не скем не дружила раде меня, я всегда ревновала. „

” Через три дня у меня появились странные чувства, мне чего-то хотелось но не знала чего. Мне ещё было обидно что Клер все три дня проводила своё время с Яном а не со мной, я на них не злилась, я всегда была неудачницей... „

” — Я сегодня задержусь в школе, у меня будет контрольная и я надеюсь что напишу и не звони по пустякам, Зими, пожалуйста.— Мне это сказала моя сестра когда собиралась в школу, но она забыла взять свой телефон с собой. У меня был выходной в университете, так что я весь день помогала родителям. „

”На часах было 22:19, мои родители начали волноваться за Клер, почему так поздно? Скоро спать ложиться нужно. Мой отец начал искать Клер где возможно, в парке, в лесу, на поле, на стадионе. Мама сидела на кухне, я успокаивала её, ей нельзя было волноваться у неё больное сердце. Отец позвонил мне в 00:55 и сказал что он нашёл Клер на стадионе всю искалеченную, она была без сознания и теперь Клер в больнице а сам едет домой. У меня был шок и слёзы на катились, нервничать начала из за сестры. — Папа...едет домой?—спросила мама с жалким лицом— он её нашёл?— продолжила она. Я не знала что сказать чтобы у мамы не началась истерика, я всего лишь кивнула. „

“ Я ночью не как не могла уснуть а думала о сестрёнке, на кухне была дверь закрыта родители наедине о чём-то разговаривали. Я нервно взяла телефон Клер, он был дома, я хотела посмотреть всего лишь с кем она общалась и есть ли у неё дружеские фотографии. Я так хотела посмотреть её селфи, чтобы хотя бы обрадоваться смотря на счастливые лица на фотографиях. Включив телефон, там сразу стоял вацап с переписками, я не когда не читала чужие переписки но мне было интересно какие были отношения Клер с Яном. Прочитав последний разговор вчерашний, мне это не понравилось, то что я прочитала сразу поняла что настоящих друзей не существуют...„

” Утром, когда я собиралась в университет, заметила что папа сидел на кухне один и выпивал, у него на щеках были слёзы. —Что случилось? А где мама?—спросила я, а он через минуту грубо ответил что я опаздываю на пары. „

” После учёбы я проходила мимо школы где училась Клер, обернувшись, спряталась за дерево возле белых, железных школьных ворот. Я слышала что Ян в истерике просил своего друга помочь ему: — С-слушай, я вот... ничаяно ударил кирпичём Клер по голове три раза...н-не знаю как объяснить... — Вилл перебил Яна: — как это может быть ничаяно?! Рассказывай из за чего и как?— после разговора у меня сердце стало медленно стучать, останавливалось и останавливалось, и глаза слезились. В место того чтобы быть в школе Ян натворил делов, не люблю тех кто прогуливают занятия.„

„ Когда я пришла домой, отца дома не было. Через час я села на кресло смотря в пол и пошатовалась слегка. Я просто не знала что делать от такой новости и не могла поверить что моя сестричка ушла на вечно, моя душа очень болела. Я начала рвать волосы на себе, хоть это было и больно, но я не могла плакать но глаза то слезились, оторвав с трудом клок волос с корнями , кровь с середины головы заливала мне лицо. Я знала что сестру больше не вернуть...„

”Посидев немножко на кресле страдая, после взяла дрожащими руками телефон Клер, с помощью интернета и с номером телефона Яна я выследила где он живёт. Написала по вацапу этому парню несколько сообщений, взяв с кухни большой нож, я его подложила к горячей батарее. Я психонула, хотела себе сделать физическую боль, когда острое место ножа стало горячим я разрезала себе правый угол рта до самого ухо перед зеркалом которое было на кухне, я выдерживалась чтобы не закричать...но это было не очень больно, сильная боль почти не чувствовалась из за того что кончик ножа был горяч. Ещё я сделала большой, глубокий шрам на лбу, от туда у меня лилась кровь. Я хотела чтобы Ян знал что я сильная  и очень сильно страдала из за сестры сделав себе физическую боль от страдания. Я отбелила себе лицо огуречным соком рану тоже, это снимало боль и сделало лицо красивым от пигментных пятен. Зачем я это всё сделала?...„

” На прохошке лежала мамина одежда, чёрное короткое платье с белым воротником и с длинными рукавами, а также на прохошке лежали черные туфли на высоком каблуке. Я недумав переоделась и на верх ещё натянула синию толстовку, не когда было перебирать что одеть, так как сильно хотелось убить одну мразь. Я взяла с собой большой нож и бутылочку с кислотой.„

” Родители Яна не было дома, они справляли день рождения своего друга с которым в месте учились в школе в детстве. Парень обрадовался что наконец то он останется дома один, хотя бы один раз в свои двенадцать лет. Но планов у Яна не каких не было, он переоделся и лёг в кровать,  он пытался забыть что ему писала я по вацапу. После Ян услышал стук в спального окна, Ян жил в частном домике и окно домика были котегорично не пластиковые, они могут разбиться, он об этом не подумал. Стук в окно я усиливала и усиливала, собираясь его разбить. Ян вскочил с кровати сразу после самого громкого звука и подбежал к окну, он занавески открыл. После этого стуки в окно я прекратила, паренёк наверно увидел меня не полностью так как на улице было темно. Всё что он увидел это должно быть чутку бледноватый цвет моего лица и естественный разрез правой части рта, кровь на лице, от лба досталось, опухшие глаза и длинные волосы заплетённые в два низких хвоста. У меня некоторые пряди волос в хвостах были синими, в темноте этого небыло видно

Ян удивился, я помахала ему рукой. Ян ничего не понял и ничего не соображал.”

”Я сделала окончательный удар со всей силой и  окно выломала одним ударом. Осколки все стекла попали на Яна лицо и всё его лицо порезало, всё лицо было в глубоких шрамах, один из осколков стекла попал мальчику в глаз. Он упал на колени и схватился за лицо, ему было невыносимо больно

—АААААА!! БОЛЬНО!!— мальчик заплакал.

Я влезла в окно с поворским ножом.... сразу начала его им бить Яна куда попало, ударов ножом было много...„

”Я повалила Яна, держав его  наносила удары.

— СТОЙ!!!...— кричала жертва плача.

Удары ножом были снова и снова паподав то в плечо, то в живот, то в грудь. Когда парень затих, я выколола без дыханному телу глаза и отрезала язык. После открыла бутылочку кислотой и всё тело Яна облила, у меня всё лицо и вся одежда была окровавленная. Я разрезала горлу мальчику и его же кровью написала на лбу ему « почему ты в школе не был?». Через разбитое окно комнаты Яна я вылезла из дома,  на улице было без людно, я не решилась идти домой, ведь мне больше он не нужен. Куда я могла уйти — это только в местный заброшенный завод. Я не буду много говорить и описывать свою жизнь от начала и до конца, ведь я встаю на путь убийцы.„

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Пятнадцатилетняя Зими Эванс жила в штате Калифорния. Зими — красивая светлокожая американка, стройная и высокая. У девушки не было ни брата, ни сестры, кроме родителей. Зими любила проводить время со своей подругой, подругой по имени Джейн Миллер. Она была веселой, дружелюбной и любила часто шутить. Зими немного отличалась от своей подруги, у нее была депрессия, но она скрывала это от всех. Ничего страшного, девушка сама по себе была такой, главное, что подруга подбадривала ее, и это было хорошо. Вот обычное утро. Зими Эванс расчесала свои длинные волосы, надела серую футболку и черные джинсы с кроссовками, а затем направилась в школу. Девочка никогда не опаздывала и не пропускала занятия, поэтому, наверное, ей грустно. Утомленная учеба, Зими с отвращением смотрит на учителей и терпит все их выходки и школьников. Да,

Урок был немного скучным. Уроки закончились. Девочка собиралась идти домой, но перед уходом услышала в школьном коридоре от двух парней про Джеффа Убийцу. Ребята рассказали о том, как Джефф проникает в дома, как шумно убивает и почему до сих пор на свободе.

— Джефф убийца, непонятно, почему он убивает людей, откуда он вообще взялся, и у него жуткое лицо. — говорит парень другому.

Девушка слушала и вдохновлялась каждым словом, сказанным в разговоре. Девушка представила себе отрубленные головы и отрубленные руки.

— Он убивает, именно ночью, частично находят тела детей и подростков в собственных постелях. — продолжил парень.

— Если Джефф убивает, то есть причина, о которой мы не знаем, он очень любит, чтобы о нем говорили, он добился своего.

Ответил второй парень.

Девушка послушала немного и пошла домой. К тому времени, когда она вернулась домой, Зими Эванс села за стол, чтобы поесть по просьбе матери, так как родители всегда заботятся о своих детях. Ближе к вечеру Зими сидела в своей комнате и искала в своем ноутбуке информацию о Джеффе Убийце. Многие сайты были неверны, маньяк был записан как обычный персонаж. Начнем с того, что Зими прочитала историю маньяка после того, как начала искать что-то интересное о нем на ютубе, главное реалистичное. Разумеется, одно видео, как один человек записал на камеру Джеффа, человек нашёл его собственном доме. Зими заинтересовалась Джеффом, она поставила видео на паузу и рассмотрела его. Сначала на лице девушки был испуг, затем ее эмоции ежеминутно менялись от отвращения к улыбке восторга.

— Какой он страшный и красивый, я даже не могу его как-то назвать, но его история кажется правдой… — еле прошептала девушка про себя.

Ночью девушке приснился тот самый маньяк, он смотрел в окно.

Следующее утро началось с того, что мать разбудила ее с милой улыбкой.

— Милая моя, вставай, с днем ​​рождения!

Девушка проснулась от того, что ей послышался мамин голос:

— Спасибо, а можно Джейн пригласить в гости хотя бы на ночь?

— Конечно, моя милая Зими, у тебя праздник, и не спи до обеда, зря ты так долго сидела за ноутбуком.

- Стоп. — говорит удивленная девушка. - Ты видела это, мама, в гугле? Как подло, ты поступила, ты обещала что больше не будешь этого делать...

— Я только увидела страшное лицо когда открыла ноутбук, я ничего не хотела делать, моя милая, не волнуйся, пойдем обедать.

Мама ответила.

— Это не рожа, а красивое лицо на свете, красота у каждого своя, пусть и неестественная...

— Ты смотрела вчера вечером фильм ужасов? Это как-то странно

— Что-то похожее, но нет, и мне понравилось, у меня было приятное ощущение.

— Понятно, Зими, я жду тебя на кухне за столом.

Мама вышла из комнаты Зими.

— Меня бесит, когда родители смотрят, что я делаю на ноутбуке, спрашивают, куда я хожу, с кем разговариваю и чем вообще занимаюсь...

Зими, ворчит про себя.

Девушка, как обычно, переоделась в повседневную одежду – серую футболку и черные джинсы. Да, этот образ запал ей в душу. Тогда девушка взяла ноутбук и удалила все закладки и ключевые слова.

— Было очень интересно узнать о нем, но я хочу остановиться, с кем я разговариваю? Да, я понимаю.

Девушка пошла чистить зубы. Она взяла зубную щетку, и зря она смотрела в зеркало, вместо себя девушка увидела Джеффа, через секунду он растворился в воздухе. Девушка в шоке продолжала пялиться в зеркало, она рассмотрела в зеркале каждую деталь, сначала себя, а в конце фон.

«Возможно ли это вообще? Было, конечно, страшно, но весело». Она подумала об этом.

Наконец девушка сделала свое дело и пришла на кухню грустная. За столом больше никого не было, очевидно, родители недолго ждали ее за обедом. Девушка положила немного еды на тарелку и села за стол. Ближе к ночи Джейн пришла навестить Зими Эванса.

— Привет, пойдем на дискотеку, мы будем отмечать там твой день рождения, все наши одноклассники на дискотеке, особенно парень, который тебе нравится. — с энтузиазмом воскликнула Джейн.

— Спасибо, Тим? Заметит ли он меня, ну да, он мне нравится, не думаю, что я ему нравлюсь... — грустно пробормотала она.

— Не грусти, Зими, если хочешь, я помогу тебе добраться до Тима.

— Джейн, я хочу отметить этот праздник с тобой и моими родителями...

— Тебя все равно никто ругать не будет, родители на работе, а в дискотеке не участвует ни один полицейский и взрослый.

— Ну да ладно, ты иди, а я пошла искать, что надеть.

Девушка не нашла в своем гардеробе ни одного платья. Она заглянула в спальню родителей и нашла в шкафу белую рубашку с длинными рукавами и обтягивающую черную юбку. Материнская одежда очень подходила девочке. Она покрасила волосы в светло-русый цвет, не касаясь корней волос, оставив их черными. Девушка подумала, что двухцветные волосы будут смотреться красивее. Юбку аккуратно вырезала сбоку ножницами и надела, предварительно натянув черные чулки в сеточку. Затем она надела сверху  рубашку, а в качестве завершающего штриха счастливица надела туфли на высоком каблуке. Девушка посмотрела на себя в зеркало и подумала, что чего-то не хватает. Именно так! Самое главное, что Зими сделала себе косметические процедуры, хотя должна была сделать это раньше, но сделала сейчас. Зими пару раз отбеливала лицо маской из тканевого огурца, накрасила глаза и сделала длинные ногти. Теперь девушка выглядит безупречно. Девушка вышла из дома, забыв запереть дверь, и с радостью направилась на дискотеку. Почему-то всю дорогу ей было плохо, Зими Эванс чувствовала на себе взгляды и иногда слышала шаги за спиной. Зими пару раз оборачивалась, но никого рядом с собой не нашла, только обернувшись в последний раз, девушка увидела парня в черной куртке.

"Вот он решил меня изнасиловать, теперь я его проучу..." Девушка задумалась как это сделать вообще. Она резко ударила неизвестного парня, честно говоря, оказывается, это был мужчина. Она убежала вдаль, не оглядываясь. Конечно, девушка слышала погоню, на помощь не звала, то ли надеялась на что-то, то ли просто не могла кричать, потому что вокруг не было людей. Бег на каблуках был не очень быстрым, еще немного, и мужчина остановил бы девушку. Зими не хотела сдаваться, по ее щекам текли слезы, она бежала изо всех сил и боялась остановиться. Никто и подумать не мог, что по дороге на дискотеку все закончится плохо. У Зими подкосились ноги, мужчина схватил ее за волосы и вытащил из кармана нож. Она не растерялась, а стала сопротивляться и без объяснения отобрала у мужчины нож. Может быть, Зими думала об этом плане, когда убегала? Она неуклюже взмахнула ножом. Мужчине было все равно, он свободно подошел к девушке, а она отступила назад. Маньяк не знал, как поймать девушку, так как она так быстро размахивала ножом, что маньяк успел только схватить девушку за плечо, и тут же девушка успешно перерезала горло нападавшему. Недолго думая, Зими произнесла эту фразу:

- Иди спать!

Мужчина упал на землю и начал захлебываться в собственной кровью. Девушка через секунду поняла, что убила человека, у нее перехватило дыхание, когда она увидела, как страдает мужчина, девушку трясло от шока. Она ударила себя по лицу, чтобы убедиться, что это не сон, в конце концов, это был не сон. Зими крепко держала нож в руках и смотрела на свой наряд, ей не верилось, что столько крови брызнет на ее одежду. Девушка быстрыми шагами добралась до своего дома, к счастью, там никого не было, она быстро переоделась и спрятала окровавленную одежду и нож в свой портфель. Зими села на кресло, потом схватилась за голову, боялась, что ее найдут и посадят в тюрьму, хотя и приняла меры самообороны.

Через полтора часа Джейн позвонила подруге, чтобы узнать, почему она не пришла развлекаться.

— Как долго ты там пробудишь дома? — спросила она с неудовольствием.

— Я не могу прийти, мне сейчас очень плохо, прости, я не хотела, просто так получилось...  Сказала Зими, что еще она могла сказать? Только идиоты признаются в своих преступлениях.

— О... Ладно, мне к тебе подойти? Поддержать тебя?

— Джейн, ты лучшая, но не надо, у меня просто очень болит голова. — сказала девушка.

На следующее утро, девушка не могла выйти из спальни, молча сидела на полу в углу без гаджета в руках.

— Уже день, а ты сидишь тут с утра, что случилось? Тебя били? — с тревогой спросила мать, входя в комнату дочери. Девушка покачала головой.

- Скажи-ка. — продолжила мать. Та снова медленно покачала головой.

— Дочь, почему ты бледная? Расскажи мне, что с тобой случилось. — начала допрашивать женщина.

— Я просто хочу побыть одна, хочу тишины, тишины, только тишины... — девушка спокойно повторила то же самое с чувством отчаяния.

— Хватит, скажи.

— Мама, это пройдет, у меня сейчас плохое настроение, и меня тянет к тишине, пожалуйста, уйди...

— Хотя бы скажи мне, что было прошлой ночью?

— Все нормально, а у меня глаза слипаются я, не обращай на меня внимания...

Мама послушалась и пошла к себе по делам.

Зими не выходила на улицу даже вечером, не шевелилась и даже не меняла позы. Зими смотрела в никуда широко открытыми глазами, в спальне было темно, она даже не пыталась включить свет, у нее не было никакой потребности, даже к еде. У девушки было несколько пропущенных звонков от Джейн, и она даже не ответила. Джейн пришлось пойти к Зими, потому что она очень беспокоилась о ней. Мать Зими сообщила ей, как идут дела.

— Почему у тебя дома так темно? Твоя мама сказала, что ты не выходила отсюда, ты даже не издавала ни звука. — серьезно сказала Джейн и включила свет в спальне, а затем посмотрела на подругу странным взглядом.

— Куда смотришь, спятила, что ли? Просыпайся, цыпленок, расскажи мне все подробно. — Джейн была груба, потому что ее подруга пугала своим внешним видом.

Как и ожидалось, девушка тут же ответила на вопрос:

— Ничего особенного, а что случилось? Я просто сижу здесь, я в порядке.

В голосе девушки было что-то не так.

— Не притворяйся и перестань на меня так смотреть, ты меня уже бесишь!

Джейн выругалась.

Девушка встала с пола и подошла к подруге со словами:

— Что-то непонятно? Все в порядке, что еще я могу сказать?

— Ты с ума сошла? Ты все утро смотрела фильм ужасов, так и скажи мне, ты выглядишь так, будто точно смотрела ужастики.

— Я не смотрел никаких ужастиков, мне просто неудобно, перестаньте все меня допрашивать, я не должна говорить, что со мной не так!

Зими Эванс повысила голос.

— Разве я не твой лучший друг? Я никогда не хотела тебя обидеть или посплетничать, почему я не могу узнать, что с тобой происходит?

— Потому что мне в голову приходят страшные мысли, я думала о них все утро, я уже сказала тебе, ты теперь счастлива?

- Зими, не зли меня, кто сделал тебя такой? Ты была обычной девушкой!

— А за какую сумасшедшую ты меня принимаешь? ! Бред какой то!

— Твоя мама сказала, что однажды увидела странный кадр с YouTube, что это было? !

— Ничего такого!

— Ты животное! Ты понимаешь теперь,  что ты отвергла меня от себя только что?

— Если хочешь, пошла вон! Иначе я порублю тебя на куски и отдам собакам на съедение! Кроме того, сейчас ночь, и тебе нужно немного поспать, Джейн!

Девушка взбесилась и толкнула подругу, только это оказалось жестоко и неожиданно. Девушка не знала, что все обернется именно так. Джейн упала и ударилась об острый угол маленького столика в спальне. К сожалению, ее подруга умерла. Через несколько секунд девушка склонилась над своей мертвой подругой, затем дотронулась до нее, чтобы убедиться, что она мертва. Сделав это, она поняла, что Джейн мертва. Зими затащила труп под свою кровать.

Через минуту девушка вышла из комнаты на кухню, там была ее мама и готовила обед.

— Зими, я слушала вас. - говорит Мама, - Зачем так шуметь? Подруга еще не ушла ? Что-то я не видела, как она уходила, доченька...

— Да, она ушла, и я сделала самую большую ошибку, можно вопрос?

Спросила девушка, садясь за стол.

— Конечно можно

— Вроде не совсем мама, я со своими словами пришла в жизнь, но разве это плохо, когда у человека есть свой кумир?

— Нет, а что?

— А если я хочу сказать, что я фанатка Джеффа Киллера и хочу стать таким же человеком, как он?

— Я не понимаю тебя, дочка, говори яснее.

— Мне нравится, как он убивает, понимаешь? Он заставляет людей говорить: «О, я завидую Джеффу», он доказывает все одним дерзким убийством...

— Джефф — убийца? И кто это? Персонаж из игры?

— Не перебивай.

— Тебе, такому взрослому, вчера исполнилось шестнадцать, и ты влюбляешься в страшных персонажей, особенно из игр? Не ставь себя в неловкое положение, глупая! — Мама немного рассердилась.

— Он не из игры, мама, я нашла в интернете настоящие газеты о нем, и во мне что-то щелкнуло. — Говорила девочка спокойно, хотя мать шаг за шагом злилась на нее, и говорила Зими так мило, не понимая, с какой целью. Может быть, симпатичная девушка Зими стала одержима Джеффом? Или девушка до сих пор в шоке, когда убила человека? Или есть другие варианты ответов?

— А что в тебе щелкнуло, интересно? Ты хочешь убивать людей или переспать с этим идиотом?!— Мама не выдержала и задала самый страшный вопрос на свете. По крайней мере этот вопрос не нравился всем девчонкам.

Девушка обиделась и чуть не заплакала, голос у нее был слегка плачевный, она сдерживалась.

— Почему ты говоришь такое? —продолжила фанатка —Раз, мама, ты сказала, что Джефф ненастоящий, то при чем тут пастель? Если я фанат, не означает, что ты должна так обо мне думать!

— Ты собираешься плакать? Твоя психика стала как у маленькой, молодец, ты добилась своего.

Мама сказала с ухмылкой, потом продолжила:

— Что дальше? Ты собираешься искать этого убийцу?!

— Мама, перестань, перестань, ты меня не понимаешь!

- Иди в свою комнату! Я не хочу тебя видеть! И не рассказывай мне больше про того урода, которого я видел в кадре!

  На следующее утро Зими сидела в классе. Учитель предупредил учеников об опасности. Учительница говорила о человеке, которого убила сама Зими, никто не знал, что она его убила. Когда девушка услышала об этом, она растерялась и не знала, что делать, она стала успокаивать себя мыслями о Джеффе Убийце. Теперь разговор зашел о Джейн, учительница сказала, что она тоже пропала и домой не вернулась. Ее мать начала поиски, связавшись со всеми, кого знала.

— Старайтесь не гулять по городу до наступления темноты, пока продолжаются убийства. — Это были последние слова учителя ученикам по поводу информации, чтобы они были в курсе.

Для Зими все утро было мучительным, она не могла забыть, как убила одного человека. Хотя зачем об этом вспоминать, сам мужчина был приклеен к девушке, это легко сказать, но забыть этот момент сложно. Как будто это было сейчас, девочка все помнила, она не могла забить свою голову хорошими воспоминаниями. Она даже потеряла подругу из-за себя. Вернувшись домой, девушка уныло пошла в свою вонючую комнату, в которой уже пахнет мертвецом, так как труп ее подруги лежит под кроватью. Девушка даже не собиралась ничего с этим делать, ей вроде нравилось, она даже запиралась в комнате, чтобы родители не чувствовали этот отвратительный запах. Девушка опять весь день не выходила из спальни, то ходила туда-сюда, то улыбалась, то говорила непонятные себе вещи, то смотрела в одну точку. Мама испугалась, она тихонько заглядывала в замочную скважину и с любопытством наблюдала за всем этим. Она не могла понять, что происходит с дочерью. Ночью женщина не могла нормально заснуть, а муж дремлет, она все слышала и представляла, что делает ее собственная дочь. Зими знала, что ее жизнь перевернется и она не сможет так жить, она переоделась в тот наряд, в котором собиралась на дискотеку в прошлый раз. Этот наряд был запятнанный кровью, теперь Зими хотела носить это всегда, и даже ей это нравилось. Она собирается что-то делать? Она решила уйти из дома, только для этого ей пришлось сделать один плохой поступок. Девушка хотела улыбнуться так же, как ее кумир, но не смогла.

Это была пугающая боль в щеке, девушка не могла понять, как Джефф сделал это с собой, как это было не больно. Зими  глубоко порезала ножом только левую щеку, но вторую резать не решилась. Мышцы ее челюсти еле держались, она чуть не отвалилась, девочка тихонько заплакала и хоть немного ей удалось держать рот самостоятельно. А почему у Джеффа не отвисла челюсть, вот в чем вопрос? Это не реально и не может быть на самом деле. Может, кумира этой девушки не существует?

«Ну почему у него такое красивое лицо, прямо волшебное, а я не могу это сделать?..» — подумал бедняга. Мать не выдержала и пришла в ванную посмотреть, что делает Зими в час ночи. Увиденное потрясло ее, и, превозмогая страх, она спросила:

— Что это? Зачем? Надеюсь, я не прерываю тебя...

Девушка обернулась, увидев мать, посмотрела на нее зловещими глазами и замолчала.

— Дорогая, мама не хотела тебя отвлекать, я пожалуй пойду спать, прости...

любопытство сгубило женщину. Она ушла в свою комнату, девочка не хотела ее отпускать, потом последовала за мамой. Зими сбила женщину с ног и начала наносить ноживые удары.

По всему дому разнесся душераздирающий крик. Муж от этого крика вскочил с кровати и пожалел, что сделал это. Убийца был весь в крови.

— Мне жаль.

Прошептала девушка. Папа вообще не понимал, что происходит, да и теперь, наверное, не понадобится.

— Папа, ложись и спи сладко...