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My name is Keyla.

I'm seventeen. I'm tall. I have long hair.

Most importantly, I am a killer.

In all of my life, I've murdered seventeen people in seventeen years. Mostly other females. But not because I enjoy it, because I don't have a choice. My father is the main man. My mother doesn't know.

Seven states. That's how many I've lived in. In each, I've been forced to murder.

To see me on the streets, you probably wouldn't remember me. Unless we made eye contact. So I guess I'm safe to say that I have dark skin and black hair. You'd think I'm strange because I'm 5'9. That will be the only thing you notice about me.

I started in Peru. I killed four victims there. Three females, one male. Simple robberies gown wrong type of thing. My dad always has me covered.

And then that day happened. The day I finally got caught.