She was born on 23 of April 1997.
Her town is called Trondheim in Norway. She is the youngest child of her parents. Her mothers name is Guðrún and her fathers name is Villhjálmur. Her brother, born in 1991, was named Agnar and her sister, born in 1994, was named Elísa.
Amanda had a rather normal childhood. She went to a school and there she met her best friends, Alexa and Sigga. Guðrún and Villhjálmur noticed early that their daughter wasn’t “normal”. She was rather emotionless, it seems like she didn’t seem to have regret. She lied, and she stole. Her parents didn’t know what to do. They tried to discipline her, but no method seemed to work. She used to sneak around the house and suddenly appeared to her parent’s surprise. Other people started to notice that maybe she wasn’t like other people. When she was 3 years old, her mother took her to a shrink. They said there was nothing wrong with her but if this behavior continued, they should come in again.
Guðrún wasn’t happy with that shrink, she was worried about her youngest daughter. She decided to teach her daughter to live in this world. She taught her how to behave and react in different situations. She taught her to show the right emotion in the right situations, if somebody cried to show compassion. When someone accomplished something to show that she was happy for them and so on. Guðrún thought she was preparing her daughter for an easier life. But she was just training her how to hide the fact she didn’t feel.
Amanda learned early that she wasn’t like other people, but she wanted to be. Of course she wanted to be like other people, most children want to be. She stared to mimic the behavior of her siblings and other around her. She tried her best to be like her siblings and everybody else.
When she was 6 years old , she found a baby bird witch had fell out of a tree. Young Amanda put her hands around the birds neck and started to squeeze. She looked the bird right in the eyes and watch the live go out of its eye, she smiled. Her friends ran up to her and saw the dead bird. “what happened” they asked , Amanda told them it probably died when it fell out of the tree. She realized, judging by look of her friends, that maybe she should hide the fact she enjoyed killing that bird. Alexa and Sigga disited to hold a burial for the bird, they felt so sorry for him so Amanda pretended to feel the same way. She had liked the way it felt to kill, she was going to do it again. She killed more birds, soon she started killing bigger animals for example cats.
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One day she disided to try to kill a bigger animal. Her neighbor had a young Labrador puppy. Amanda stole it and took it to the forest. She tied him up and started to kick him. The dog, who was clearly alarmed, stared to growl and bark. Amanda got annoyed and stabbed him, she stabbed and stabbed. The blood went everywhere, as Amanda smiled and look the dog in the eyes, she saw the live disappear from it eyes. She left the dog there, dead and 20-30 stab wounds all over its body. She cleaned her self in their river and walked home. She had this wonderful feeling. She wished she had a friend who would understand her, who would be in this with her. The neighbors started to notice the disappearance of pets around the neighborhood. They blamed a croup of guys, age 12-13 years old.
Guðrún continued to show her daughter how to be an active participant in the community. Amanda tried her hardest to follow her mothers rules. Amanda also watched how other behaved in social situations so she could learn from them. Amanda got popular amongst her peers. She seemed to be good and kind. A kind of kid that other parents wanted their kids to be and kids wanted to hang out with.
When she was 7 her great-grandmother died. Amanda begged her mom to go. Guðrúnu liked that idea since they had been close. But Amanda hadn’t liked her great-grandmother, she was boring and smelled bad. But she really wanted to see a dead body. When Amanda saw her great-grandmother in the casket, laying down, dead, she smiled. It was a good feeling that went trough her body. All of a sudden Amanda heard a voice “wow, what a beautiful body, maybe the next human body you’ll see will be by our hands.” Amanda was shocked, she said hello inside her head. The voice answered. This was the beginning of a beautiful friendship between Amanda and the voice witch she would call Ted.