What To Do?

16 0 0
                                    

Midnight was slammed up against the tree by the eyeless Gym teacher. She had dropped the knife on the ground making me to immediately pick it up. I grabbed the knife clutching it as tight as I could. My first since was to stab this guy so Midnight would be free. She has killed people many times before. Why can't I? But after he is dead then what do I do? People could get fingerprints and all of that. I could go to jail, and I don't think I am ready for that yet! But I had one moment to think of my decision. Midnight was a killer, But the gym teacher was a rapist as well. But that's when I had thought of him. For some reason I had to think about everything this kid has ever done to me, and Midnight was always there to protect me. Now it's time I protect her!


"AAAAHHHHHH" I screamed while running toward my gym teacher with the knife. He released Midnight onto the ground. She gasps for air on her knees. He soon falls back having the knife press in more.


"Oh my God, What did I just do?!" I say out loud to myself.


"What you had to" Midnight says coming up to me while comforting me.

"It's not your fault you know that right?" she says. I look at her with a concerned face, but that's when I wanted to started crying.


But I didn't


"Midnight?" I  say looking at her. "Yea Krista?" she looks at me with concern. " I'm not upset by this.... I mean think about it, people die everyday but it really isn't worth getting upset over. This is apart of life. But this is apart of my life."


Midnight looks at me and smiles "Are you saying, what I think you are saying?"


I look right back at her and give her an evil grin "I wanna become a Creepypasta."


"Then I give you the life of a Creepypasta" says Midnight



You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: May 09, 2015 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

Sweetie the Creepypasta killerWhere stories live. Discover now