Chapter 7: How the CreepyPastas met Me
'One month later...'
My face didn't remain unknown to the pasta. They read the news and every week, they expected me to have killed numerous numbers of people. I didn't disappoint them.
"Haha, check this out" Laughing Jack said while pointing to a certain article. "Ann strikes again."
"Pfft, what's the fuss about her? She's probably just another normal serial killer." Jeff the Killer said lazily from the couch while wiping the blood off his knife.
"Jeff, have you seen what she looks like? She doesn't look like any other serial killer." Ben Drowned said, not looking up once from his game as he remembered my photo. Myself with a black sclera and blood constantly running down from it.
"Yeah, and also, no ordinary serial killer can kill this many people in one week." Eyeless Jack added while counting the number of kidneys he has.
Slender Man studied the newspaper Laughing Jack gave him and wondered who she was most like out of all the CreepyPasta residing in his mansion. He looked at Jeff than at once he decided. "Jeff I want you to assess her skills and see if she is truly, a CreepyPasta like us."
Jeff shot up from the couch. "WHAT?! Hell no, why can't Ben do it?"
"Hay don't dump all your dirty work on me!"
"Shut up!" Jeff screamed out.
Slender shook his head. "By her skills, she sounds like she prefers everything messy and you're most like her."
"I am not messy! ...OK, maybe I am but why me?"
"Just do it. That's an order or else I'll kick you out ."
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Annabelle a Killer
Genç KurguMy friends and I made up our own CreepyPasta characters and we all decided to make a background story for each of them. My character's name being Annabelle. This is her background story, ounce I finish the background I will start making new stories...
