" Hey New girl!" You hated it when Jeff called you that just because you weren't a KILLER. You were a Creepypasta but not one that killed. You were the type of Creepypasta that liked to stay home, be lazy and play peekaboo with Mr. and Mrs. Slenders new born son. "You know what Jeffrey, I'ld love to know what you really think about me cause I can go through your thoughts right this minute and pull out every freaking embarrassing moment and go around showing people!" I yelled. I walked closer to Jeff and he looked down I stopped walking when he started smirking like a creep as I went to walk away I was pulled into one of the never ending closets that stretched for miles and miles. "lets play a game New girl." oh my creep!
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Legs Closed
RandomJeff the killer smut both dirty and sweet I won't make them sexual because that stuff just wigs me out.
