"(Y\N) wake up!"
I jumped up, everyone would be staring at me, I'd look up to see Mr.Gardens "this is the second time this week, you've fallen asleep! Arnt you sleeping enough at home?"
"No sir..."
"See me after class"
"Yes sir..."
He would walk off and continue the lesson, everyone turned away to look at the teacher, after the lesson I stood up and went to walk out of the room. "I don't think so (Y\N)... Come here"
I turned to see Mr.Gardens staring at me, I dragged myself to his desk and starred down at the floor.
"Why do you keep falling asleep in class?"
"Sorry sir...just... Mum and Dad are fighting again, and its hard to sleep."
"I understand, but you can't sleep in class, your going to have to figure something out"
"Yes sir..."
"You may go"
I turned around and left the room, I ran down to the bus, getting on it just in time, I sat down in the front by myself, I stared outside the window the whole time, when the bus stopped at my house I grabbed my bag and walked off, the bus drove away and I walked to my house, I'd go to the front door and open it.
When I got inside I walked straight up to my room a and shut the door and locked it, throwing my bag on the floor at sitting on my computer chair, I opened my laptop and turned it on, I waited for it to load, once it did I went on the internet and searched up 'Creepypasta Ben Drowned' I loved Creepypasta, Ben was my favorite one,I just wish they were real... Well, if they weren't going to kill me of course, I sat up and walked to my bag, taking out my water bottle, I turned back around and looked at the computer. "You shouldn't...have done....that? " the screen was black with that sentence written in small green writing, I sat on my chair and looked around the screen for an 'X' button, assuming it was a photo I accidently clicked on, but no button, I starred at the screen for a moment confused, I looked away for a moment and somthing grabbed me by my hair, I screamed as I tried to pull away, I turned to screen, something was climbing out of it, I got free and fell to the floor crawling over to my bed, turning around again, somthing was standing in front of me, I looked up at it. "Y-your real?!"
He tilted his head and smirked, I was both excited and terrified, I was used to the drawn or the animated versions of him, but seeing a real life version, it was just..Creepy!
He crouched down in front of me. "D-dont kill me pl-please!"
He'd chuckle "why do you just assume straight away I'm going to kill you? I'm not that bad, c'mon!"
He'd frown at me.
"You pulled at my hair! That's why I assumed!"
"Oh yeah... Sorry about that."
"Why are you here anyway?..."
"I wanted to meet you! I've never seen someone who's liked me as much as you do..."
"Uh.. I liked the creepypasta version of you! You know the one who stayed behind the computer screen?!"
"So... You don't like me?..."
"No! I mean yes! I mean uh..."
He would chuckle and blush slightly. "You sound so confused"
"I am confused..."
He would sit down a cross his legs. "So.. What do you do for fun?"
"I uh... I like to play games"
"I love games!"
"Yeah... I know"
"Oh yeah...right... So what else do you like to do for fun?"
"I like drawing I guess... But I'm not good"
"Can I see your drawings?"
"Uh... Maybe another time..."
"Another time? Are you planning on meeting with me again?"
"No! I was just saying, I uh"
He would laugh "well I'll see you tomorrow, I want to show you something I like to do for fun..."
" oh okay"
He would stand up and make his way to the computer.
"Wait! Your leaving now?"
"Yeah, I have work to do..."
"Yeah... Right, work..."
He would climb on my desk and crawl through the screen, I stood there for a moment confused, I walked up to the computer and placed my hand on the screen, I turned it off and walked to my bed, laying down, what the hell was that? Does that mean all the other creepypastas are real too? Like Jeff the killer? And masky and hoodie? Clockwork? S-Slenderman...
A cold shiver went down my spine as I thought that. "Or you could just be going crazy and that was all just your imagination... And here's me talking to myself..."
I thought for a moment. "They say the 'mansion' is in a forest..."
I sat up and walked to my window, looking outside, it was a small town with a forest surrounding it, well I'm never going to walk in that forest again...
I walked to my door, unlocking it, I left the room and walked downstairs to see my mum cooking dinner, she looked up at me. "(Y\N) could you please bring in the paper from outside?"
"What am I? A dog?"
"I can treat you like one if you want? I'll make you sleep outside and eat off the floor, you want that?!"
"No!"
"Then go get the paper!"
I turned to walk out of the door, I opened it and made my way to the mailbox, I saw something in the corner of my eye, I glanced to my right to see someone looking at me through the trees, I'd whisper to myself. "Well.... What are you doing here Toby?"
I reached down to grab the paper and looked back at the trees... He was gone, I quickly rushed inside and closed the door behind me, I walked up to the kitchen bench and placed the newspaper on it. "There..."
" thanks (Y\N), dinners ready by the way...."
I watched her place the food on the plates, homemade chicken pies with a side of chips, they were the best, I grabbed my plate and sat at the table,as did my mum, dad walked In a bit later, I ate quietly, thinking... I swear i saw Toby, as in TicciToby the creepypasta, is my mind playing tricks on me?
I finished my dinner and stood up, bringing my plate to the sink, I'd place it in there and rush upstairs, walking into my room, I would turn on my computer and play games until night.
that night my mum walked into my room, I looked towards her.
"(Y\N) time to start getting ready for bed.."
I nodded and she left the room, I turned off my computer and stood up, walking to my closet, I'd would take out my (F\C) Pajama's and change into them, I'd walk over to my bed and crawl under the blankets, I got comfortable then realised I had forgotten to turn off the light I'd stare at the switch for a moment and frown, I stood up and turned off the light, blindly finding my way back to my bed, crawling back under the blankets, falling asleep.
