I opened my eye to see Ben sitting in a chair beside my bed reading the comments on my phone; muttering random cuss words to himself as he did so. "How long was I out?" I asked him.
Ben sighed. "For around about half an hour. I freaked out, and Ej told me that this may happened to you a lot. You have a spilt personality, and when one half of it, the killing half, is trying to take control, and so is the other side of your personality, you black out."
I nodded, though I wasn't quick sure what that meant. Did Ej know about Shyanne? Of course he did, I told Masky and Hoodie that I wanted them to call m Shyanne. I almost forgot about that.
"Well, I'm gonna go downstairs and let them know you're up," he told me. I nodded again and he went downstairs.
I closed my eyes, what was today? I looked at the date on my phone. It was a.....Tuesday? Yeah, it said Tuesday. I sat up. There was school today. I could finally face my bullies; for the first and last time. I smiled at that.
I walked downstairs. "Where's Jeff?" I asked when I noticed that Jeff wasn't inside.
"Where he usually can be: killing," Masky told me.
I walked into kitchen and opened the fridge door. There wasn't barely anything. "Who's waffles?" I asked.
Ben ran into the kitchen and slammed the door shut. "I wouldn't advise that."
I walked back into the living room with him. "Who's waffles are those?" I asked him again.
"Toby's," Ej told me.
I was once again confused. "Who is told, and who is Seven?" I turned back to Ben and raised an eyebrow at him.
"I told you you'll meet them later."
"But-"
"You'll meet them later."
"Fine," I said and rolled my eyes. I walked up to my room and closed my eyes, imagining the girls bathroom at school. I was in seventh grade, and my school only had seventh and eighth. I opened my eyes and looked around, no one was in the restrooms besides me. "Thank Zalgo. If there were people in here, I'd have some pretty interesting explaining to do." I laughed.
"Are you ready, Alex?" Shyanne asked me
"You have no idea girl," I told her.
"Then let's get ready for the show, these people need some proper lessons, and not just in grammar."
I laughed. "That's right. We hate people using improper grammar. People used to call us 'grammar girl.'" I rolled my eyes.
"We will show them who's boss." My eyes turned red and blood began trailing down from them. I opened my mouth and watched my teeth stain red and sharpen ever so much. Ipulled my knife out of my pocket and began sharping it on the wall.
All of a sudden, I could hear two girls walking into the bathroom. I turned toward them and one girl opened her mouth to scream, bit nothing came out. I cover the other girl's mouth before she screamed. "Are you ready for your lesson?" I asked her and then cut her throat and uncovered her mouth. I'd ripped her vocal cords, so there wasn't much need to cover her mouth. I turned to the other girl. She started to softly scream, but I covered her mouth as well. "Shh,shhh,shh. Don't want us getting any unwanted company, do we?" I ripped her throat open with my bare hands and watched the crimson liquid pour. After she had no longer a bloody cough, or a single breath, I walked over to the sink and washed my hands. "Don't want all of this dirty blood all over my hands," I whispered.
I let another girl come into the restrooms and kill her before I walked into the hallways gripping my knife. I walked to one room and smiled. I slowly opened the door. I walked inside and watched as the students' and teacher's face changed from anger, to surprise, to pure terror. I laughed demonically and walked to the first student's desk. I lifted my knife and pushed it down as hard as I could through his scull. I smiled as I heard many students scream. I can't tell what's happening after that, all I know is that I see blood, and more beautiful blood splashing everywhere.
Then, I snapped back to Alex. I looked around at everyone I'd known my entire life; dead. I didn't like this. I had to run.
"Go. There's a safe, abandoned house just out of the school's property."
I ran, Shyanne hadn't really led me wrong yet. So it thought, "why not?"
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Shyanne {a Shyanne creepypasta origin.}
DiversosAlex Kirby isn't like anyone else. She has a voice inside her head. It tells her to do things, and she listens. Life isn't easy, but it is easy to escape, and that is exactly what she does. [Not all information about immortality or creepypasta will...