Yep. This is a Y/N creepy pasta fanfic. No Y/N dose not have supernatural powers, a horrible family and a tragic backstory. Also I'm not shipping the creepypasts with Y/N. Y/N in this is 13-16 in this story, why? Because it's funny af. Yes other cre...
I wake up to the sound of crashing 'well shit that can't be good.' Cal also seemed to hear the sound and turned to me. I cocked my head to the side, Cali nodded and pulled out a Glock from his backpack. We both sat up preparing for whatever was going to happen. We herd footsteps coming towards us. . . . . . *BANG* "...I think I shot them." Caliber said in a concerned voice. I quickly turn on the lights. We see a seemingly young guy with goggles, a face mask, a brown hoodie with stripes on the sleeves, and a hatchet just standing there.
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(I can't draw wepons lol)
"Hi." The figure blurted. "Hi." I say "Excuse me,ahem-, WHO IN THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" Amy says seemingly been woken up by the ruckus. "Aha lol bye-" the person ran off. There was a long moment of silence. "*inhale* Welp- im not sleeping." Cal sighed "I don't think anyone here is-." Amy agrees
