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In dream land
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I sat by the small stream, the moss on my bare feet and the sun shining down on me told me it would be alright.
The leaves crinkled before me, someone was coming, but I didn't look up.
I kept digging in the muck, looking for crayfish.
"Hehehe..." The person chuckled ahead of me, looking down on me as I didn't dare to look up.
"Who are you?" I asked, keeping my eyes on the reflection below in the water. There was no reflection of the person, nor myself.
"I'm you." They spoke, containing their laughter.
I looked up, quickly I stood to my feet and backed away at the horrid sight before me.
It was me, but it wasn't me.
The women's eyes were mine, but the left one was absent of color as a long scar ran across her cheek and up to her eye, more like into her eye and across her eyebrow. Her cut smile was un-even, one side longer and deeper than the other. She had h/c h/l hair, it was shorter than mine. She wore combat boots and (bloodied your choice of clothes).
Blood dripped from her smile, blood stained teeth as her nails were long and dirty.
"Your not me..." And I saw it, her killing innocent people in my mind. Flashes of her going rabid on innocent's, shooting, stabbing...oh the fucking misery.
"Im not a monster like you." I spoke, she only stared and laughed.
She reached forward and grabbed my arm, digging her nails into my flesh. I gasped, seeing it and feeling what she had done.
"I'D NEVER DO THE THINGS YOU'VE DONE!" I shouted, pushing her away, but failed. The darkness surrounded us, we weren't in the woods anymore. "Why are you acting like the part of myself I hate! Stop it! Go away!" I screamed, clawing at her face only made her laugh, performing a laughter only a mad man could perform...even a women.
"What? You don't wanna be like me? You don't want to be one of them? I thought you said you wanted to be a killer!" She screamed of laughter, latching both of her hands onto my neck and drew my face close to hers.
Even in the dark, her eyes glowed white.
"Why can I feel your body heat?! Why are you me?!" I sobbed, my eyes couldn't look away from hers.
She leaned in closer, making sure I was focused on only her.
"If you stay with them longer, you'll be sure to become me...we wouldn't want that hm? Times await'n Y/n..." She paused, her smile disappeared as she looked down on me with such an gentle expression that I even forgot of her crimes.
"Please, don't...don't stay..." Her bloody tears dripped down and onto my cheek, I could smell the blood.
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"Don't become a monster like me."
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Outside of Dreamland
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Your POV
I shot up, looking around in the dark.
I felt besides me on the bed, my hands finally gripped the cold flesh besides me that belonged to Jeff.
"Oh thank god..." I huffed, falling back down and cuddled closer to him. I felt myself tired once more, but fully awake at once.
"Mh...get off of me." Jeff mumbled, turning to face me in his sleep. He pulled me closer, and I went closer.
I thought about what she had said as I stared at the darkness that surrounded me and Jeff in the small room, I could feel his chest Infront of me but apart of me was still unsure that I was even awake and out of my nightmare.
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"Don't become a monster like me." Jeff whispered in his sleep.
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Not me forgetting I have something to post
Have a good Sunday y'all
I'm eating brownies 😈
Am I just distracting y'all by the fact that I have all of the ending chapters done but the one that leads to them not? Or am I just posting random shit?
Okay but seriously I want to have this out by thanksgiving...
Headcannon: the bloody handprints you would find on your window when you were back at your house were from Toby because he was to lazy to wipe off the blood on his gloves and just let it sit there after he would watch you.
Also Brian would sit on your roof time to time playing with Callie
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HorrorA Creepypasta and Jeff The Killer × Fem Reader [ 1 ] ------------------------------------------------ S N E A K P E A K : I slowly brought my right hand up to my mouth, I could taste the horrible sensation of torn flesh on my tongue, against my tee...