Creepypasta- The Present

The Present
Now, before we read, this is my first creepypasta. The setting is jest plain Animal Jam. The person telling the story is a girl named Lizzie. The main characters are:
 * Lizzie
 * Her sister, Lilian
 * Her friend, Jenni
 * The Present
 * And Her Mom, Mrs BalnDen (AKA Lilon)

and this will be getting edited the lot, so if it ends at something random it isn't the end. It'll probably say the end or something anyway when it is the end. XD, enjoy

As I walked down the card aisle with my sister looking for a mothers day card, there was silence. Jest silence as we walked. "Something is going on.." I tell my sister. "I think I can see that." she mumbled under her breath. "Maybe we should give her a present?" I think out loud. She gives me a quick glance and then suddenly smiles. "Yes, of course! But, it has to be my idea." she says, her normal evil way. "Fine.." I mumble under my breath. We look at some things our mom likes.

Flowers, chocolate, and of course baking materials. Then right next to an journal collection there is a present, already in raping paper and tape. It was fine dark red with lighter red stripes and a single red bow on there. "Reminds me of the Jamaaliday Bow." I say, thinking out loud again. ''Shush, why won't 'cha? ''I stare back up and she jest picks it up and takes a random card that we didn't decide of. "Let's go.." she says after paying it.

As soon I open the bedroom door she pushes me out of the way and throws the present on the bed and says, "Goin' somewhere, watch it and don't open it. I know what you did on Christmas." I jest roll my eyes as she walks out of the door. I watch her walk away. "Ugh..." I say, sitting down on my bed. "I wounder what is in this present anyway." I said. I took off my backpack and jest sat there. ''I am not going to lye here bored while Lilian is going to have fun. ''I quickly got up and raced out of my room, down the stairs and into the kitchen. I know something fun to do... and I giggled. ++++

After I mixed some recipes together and made a hot cocoa, I added cinnamon and sprinkles, then I trotted upstairs happily. I went over to a table with a lot of crayons, paper, and art stuff, there sitting there was an antique pot. It was blue with yellow lines around it, and inside it was a lot of gems. Here, in Jamaa it is called Pot O' Gems, but now it'll be called Pot O'. I dumped the gems and jest left them there and poured the hot cocoa into the pot. I took the pot into my room and reached under Lilian's bed and grabbed an old plushie. I left it on the floor then poured the hot cocoa on it, left the pot there, act like nothing happened and ran into the front yard. "Mom, going to do something.." I called to my mom. "Okay darlin'!" she called back.

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I layed in the tight present. I quickly jumped out, my fur flying around. I ignored the plushie but took the pot in the present and taped it up again. "Next family, next victim." I said to myself. I stared at the room, looking slightly amused. I just walked downstairs, silently. Hopefully, nobody was home. But of course, nobody was! I was perfect, jest alone. ++++

'''To be continued... '''