Ok, I know that poetrypasta isn't all that scary, but I like it, ok?
Charlie's mom got her a chess set
And taught her how to play
So in Charlie's younger years
That's how she spent her days
But then, a five car accident
The girl had just turned five
Fourteen people died that day
And only Charlie survived
Charlie went to live with her dad
But she seemed very changed
She shut herself up in her room
And acted very strange
Dad wanted her to be medicated
For her sad and lonely mania
So Charlie was diagnosed with
PTSD and Schizophrenia
Her dad did not much like her
And his parenting was bad
So Charlie grew and quickly knew
She'd always hate her dad
So Charlie painted her face
Half black and half red
And made a cat-o-nine-tails whip
By which her dad would be dead
When the dad came home
Late that fateful day
Charlie killed him with that whip
And quickly ran away
Charlie has since then been seen
They call her "The Chessmaster"
Don't try to run away from her
For she can run much faster
If Chessmaster asks to play with you
Harlequin dressed in black and red
You'd better win that chess match
Otherwise you'll be found dead
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