Hi. I'm y/n and my life sucks. My so called parents abuse me for no reason at all mostly for their own entertainment. And school was no better. Nobody talked to the weird kid. I got bullied by everyone because I looked a little different. My skin was a pale white and whenever I got angry these weird black tentacles came out of my back. I was always able to keep my anger under control however so nobody ever saw them. But one day I snapped.
It was a normal, depressing, gloomy day. My alarm rang at 5:30 in the morning. I like to be out of the house before my parents wake up. That way I don't have to go to school with bruises. I grabbed my black hoodie, black jeans and my favorite shoes. I brushed my reasonably short, brown hair and grabbed my school bag. I wasn't bothered to make breakfast and just decided to leave.
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Masked killer
Fanfictionhi I'm y/n and I'm a gender neutral anyway this is my story of how I became one of the most feared creepypastas in existence but no more spoilers!!! you'll have to read to find out the rest.
