I read the newest comment by Jeff The Killer, "If your not afraid of me, than why don't you fight me. Where do you live, we can fight somewhere close to there. Possibly..... an alleyway!?"
I typed in a reply and then thought about what I was doing. I'm not afraid of some killer. I know his techniques! He'll be afraid of me! There is a bad possibility though, I could get killed.
I got out a book titled "Bad taste in Boys" by Carrie Harris. It's about this girl who finds out the coach injected a few football players with steroids, then a virus is going around that was turning people into zombies. It's a good read!!
I got a call from an unknown number and I thought it was a prank so I hung up. I got another call from the same number so I answered.
"Hello??" I said.
A maniacal laugh answered me.
"Who are you?" I questioned.
"I'm Jeff The Killer" he answered.
He hung up after that. I was officially scared, how'd he get my number!?
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(END OF CLEMENTINE'S POV)
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Stitches
Horor[Unfinished] Clementine Clarckson, age 15, is being stalked by a murderer that she has only heard of in a creepypasta... "Jeff The Killer"!! This is a work of fiction!
