Creepypasta OC:Dream Catcher

Inside a pawnshop is a girl and her father.That girl is 15 and her name is Tyler.She has unloving parents,but she learned to cope with it.Tyler sat at the back of the shop and fixed up some of the more modern weapons for her father.She sharpened the knives,shined the hatchets,and dusted the rest until she came across a singular pair of small,hand-sized blades.The girl whipped her head around and checked to she if her father was looking before slipping the tiny weaponry into her short pockets",Maybe I can craft something out of these?"she mumbled to herself.Tyler was quite the craftsman she had a whole shelf full of things that were papier-mache,sewed,beaded,and even melted down,so she could surely make something of two blades.She quickly and quietly made her way to the upstairs house that connected to the store,and into her room.Tyler sat the blades on a her sewing table and grabbed some black fabric out of a nearby bag.Tyler bound it all together creating gloves with hidden weapons.She placed the items on her white shelf next to a hand-made,feathered mask she'd made in 2nd grade and fell asleep in her bed."Wake Up!"yelled an obviously displeased voice."H-huh?!"Someone was shouting at Tyler at 4:00am."Hello are you listening  I said get up we gotta go!"At this time the 15 year old was up and alert."W-where are we going mom?"she questioned."Just get up grab your things and come on!"She got up sleepily and changed herself into different clothes,after grabbing the gloves,mask,and a small china  owl given to her by her great grandmother .Her mother drove downtown and entered a building Tyler had seen her mother go in many times before.The two beings walked inside the dull gray architecture.A woman in her 30's or so stood at a wooden desk."Why,hello Miss Collins is this the brat you've told me about one too many times?"sneered the lady."Yes,and here are her papers."her mother replied."Black hair,Hazel Eyes,15 years of age?Everything looks alright come on Taylor!"Tyler grunted at the sound of her name being mispronounced,but then looked to her mother with shock",You're putting me up for adoption!?"Her mother said nothing and just walked away."Mom?"she whispered as a cold hand grabbed her wrist and took her to a large upstairs bedroom."Listen kid,"said the woman from before",You're mom doesn't want you anymore,so you live here with these brats until someone comes and hopefully takes you,I'm Ms. Keifer."Tyler nodded her head slowly before lying down on the bed Ms. Keifer gestured to.Tyler stayed in that orphanage for a horrible two years,got beat for two years,and watched younger friends go and come for two years,until all she had left was Isabel,an age 17 girl just like her."Tonight's the night Collins!"Isabel beamed with the stuff called pride.The two both had planned for 1 year to escape and tonight had to be it.The girls pretended they were asleep,until Keifer left them alone.Tyler crept out of bed took the blades out of her gloves and slipped them on and snuck downstairs.The lady was sitting her lazy,abusive ass on a tattered leather couch watching Tv.Tyler walked over to her and stood in front of the television."What the hell!"Ms. Keifer began to stand up to push the girl out of the way,before Tyler placed her hands on the woman's chest pushing her down.Instead of moving her out of the way Keifer shrieked in pain.Tyler pulled her now blood covered hands off of the woman.Her blades were still inside the gloves and had been through a live being.That "live being" was becoming less live each second.Tyler just continued to stare at her hands",W-what I removed t-these before I wore them"The 15 year old placed her hand on Keifer's heart to see the heart rate,instead piercing her skin again this time into the most important thing in the human body system.The second shriek got quieter and quieter until it was nothing more than an echo in the girl's mind.Too shocked to think Tyler ran upstairs grabbed her mask and then burst through the downstairs exit door into the opposite side of town never seen by anybody.
"Tonight a murder was found in the Keifer Orphanage the only suspect is a girl by the name of Isabel with nothing,but a small china owl."