Go To Sleep (depressed girlXJeff The Killer fanfic)

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"W-what? Why?!"
"Because you are bisexual."
"No please, I can change! please!"

He starts to walk away as tears stream down my face. I watch as my best friend, Caleb, goes and slaps Adrian in the face. I gotta admit. That made me giggle a little bit.

Caleb walks back over to me and hugs my tightly. Of course I hug him back, but I also cry into his shoulder. Hope he doesn't mind...

"It's ok Jackson."

I didn't say anything. I kept crying and crying and crying.

"Adrian is a jerk for breaking up with such an amazing person like you. But hey! At least you still got a friend like me!"

I look up and smile at Caleb. He wiped my tears away and puts an arm around my shoulder.

"Let's go get some fro-yo! Fro-yo always cheers me up! C'mon!"

Caleb grabs my statist and starts dragging me off school grounds and to the store.

"Ok ok! hold up I can walk you know!"

I laugh and Caleb lets go of my wrist and laughs a bit. I walk beside him quietly.

•
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"NO MOM YOU DONT UNDERSTAND!!"

I yell at my mom. She doesn't understand how much I loved Adrian. It's only been a day and I can't stop crying. I run to my room and slam my door shut, also shutting out the world. I grab my phone and put my earbuds in and turn on the song 'The Drug In Me Is You' by Falling In Revers. I grab my drawing book and pencils and start to draw.

About an hour later I was finished drawing. I drew a picture of me in a forest. There's fog everywhere and I'm standing behind a tree, a rope hanging from a tree in my attempts to kill myself, but stopped and his behind a tree because in the background, standing there, was Slenderman.

I move onto a new page and start to draw again. My mom comes in yelling but I didn't hear a word she said because my music was blasting. I see her give up and slam my door shut. I go back to drawing and soon enough I get tired and put my stuff away and turn off my music.

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A few days later
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"Pull down your sleeves, don't cry, always smile."

I whispered to myself. Just a few tips of what I need to remember.

I walk into school and, like every other day, people greet me with hello's and high five's and all that stuff.
I walk straight to my locker and open it up and get my math books. I'm looking for my pencil kit when Caleb walks over to me. Great.

"Hey Jackson!"
"Hey..."

I say with no emotion. I find my pencil kit and close my locker only to see Caleb leaning against them, like always. I roll my eyes and turn around and start walking to the math room, along with Caleb. The whole way I make no sound. Just listen to the other people talk and laugh and hear mine and Caleb's footsteps.

"Yo Jack, what's the matter?"
"My boyfriend just broke up with me and you expect me to be happy?"
"Well he was a jerk for doing that! You gotta move on! be happy. You have lots of friends that would want you to be happy!"
"Clearly not you 'cause if you were a true friend you would understand that I'm allowed to be sad! That I'm allowed to ignore who I want when I want! That I don't have to talk to be happy!"

I yell and Caleb stops walking with a blank expression. I realize what I said and regret it but don't say anything else because that would make me feel stupid.

"Fine then. Have fun with your own problems."
"Wait Caleb, please I didn't mean it!"
"Save it!"
"No wait! Please!"

That was the last I heard of him. The halls were empty and I didn't bother going to class. The hallways were darker then usual because of rain.

I drop to my knees and cry. Now I'm all alone, in these dim halls, quiet dim halls. The only noise in the school was my sobs. First I lost my boyfriend. Then I lose my best friend.

I just kept hearing my sobs until I heard something else. It sounded like a low, raspy laugh and a window creaking open. I stop crying instantly and look around, wiping my tears away. But I see nothing.

I go in my bag and grab my sketch book and a pencil and flip to a clean page. I started to draw Slenderman again.

"Well well well, I see you like Creepypasta huh?"

I whip around but see nothing. I get scared and freaked out by that deep voice. The person chuckles a low and creepy laugh.

"W-who's there?"
"Haha. Little Jackson is scared is she? Hah, well I'll make her more scared."
"H-how the hell do you know my name?!"

I feel someone standing behind me.

"Don't bother turning around."

He chuckles and I start to shake in fear. I was about to speak when I feel a cold, sharp point on my neck.

A knife.

"Who are you."

I ask sternly.

"I, little miss Jackson, am Jeff The Killer."