Creepypasta Origins

Red Angel

That day was an important day for the Clarks; after 10 months, Mrs. Clark was finally going to give birth to her child. Everybody in the region knew Mr. Clark of the Clarks, that famous and serious Judge, lived here.

After a few hours, the nurse delivering the child walked out from the room with an awkward expression on her face, and went to Mr. Clark's office to see him. "Um, Mr. Clark..." The nurse looked at him with a shocking expression on her face. "Yes? What is it?" Mr. Clark looked at the panicking woman as he frowned. "Uh...you might need to see it yourself, Mr. Clark." "What is it that needs me to go take a look at? Why not tell me now?" "Well...your child seems to be a bit "Special"."

The two arrived at the room where Mrs. Clark was taking a rest. She's lying on the bed, and next to her was Mr. and Mrs. Clark's child. Mr. Clark noticed that the other people who helped with the birthing also seemed to be embarrassed. When he walked up to the child, he saw his child, and instantly the expression on Mr. Clark's face became more shocked than that of everyone's.

The child was a girl, but her hair was in the color of blonde, unlike her parents'; Mrs. Clark's was red, while Mr. Clark's was brown. The most surprising thing however, was that the girl had a pair of terrifying eyes; her eyes were all black; the pupil, the white of the eye – pure black. "What monstrous creature is that?!" Mr. Clark shouted furiously. Nobody talks back. Suddenly Mr. Clark grabbed the still-resting Mrs. Clark, "You didn't mess with other people, did you?! Or how can you give birth to such monster!?" "Mrs. Clark is very weak right now, Mr. Clark. Please..." "Like I care about it!" Mr. Clark threw her back onto the bed, "Tell my lawyer to come here" concluded Mr. Clark as he left the room.

A few days later, Mr. Clark's lawyer, Taylor, arrived. "Mr. Clark, about your daughter...she certainly is your daughter without doubt; the DNA test does not go wrong, and the sight tests show that her eye sight is normal. The doctor even said that he has never seen a case like this – Her eyeballs are black but she has no problem in her eyesight. In fact, her eyesight is two times of a normal person's." Taylor, standing in front of Mr. Clark's desk, handed him a stack of documents on the girl's information. "But she's a monster. She's not perfect; what I want is a perfect child." Mr. Clark said, without even taking a glance at the documents. "Then...what should we do? Hand her to the orphanage?" Taylor asked. "No, that would affect people's impression on me... If that's the case, then I shall not let her go to school. I will recruit tutors to teach her. Don't let anyone see her. Oh, also, tell the nurses who helped deliver the child not to tell anyone about this. This is a very bad issue to our family." Mr. Clark closed his book and looked at Taylor, "If any accident happens, just finish her off... She is a failure, after all..."

Years later, Dina Angela, the extraordinary girl, was now 13 years old. She didn't like to talk, possibly because she was locked up in the mansion all her life by her father, therefore became anti-socialized. Dina knew that her father was a very famous Judge, and that he did things very fairly, always looked at things in a neutral point of view. However, he always seeks for perfection on everything, which was why he had a very bad relationship with Dina. Despite knowing that her mother and father were never so well with each other before she was even born, it can't be changed; both of their parents decided the marriage themselves that time.

Dina had never stepped outside before because of her eyes. She got herself a mirror and looked at her eyes; they were pure black, but looking closely, she actually saw little sparkles in them, like a small galaxy. She was often fascinated when looking into her own eyes. Her blonde hair was short and messy, but she usually had them brushed whenever her father was around; though it's usually her mother who brushes them.

For Mrs. Clark, she never cared much about how Dina looked; she was always on her daughter's side, always thinking for her. Of course, she always knew what her husband (who did not like Dina at all) was up to.