My family is born cursed, on our 16th birthday
Death will come and steal your breath away.
But there are ways to stave it off. iron,hazel
Salt, charms. I watched as the clock hit 12:00 i looked behind me watching as my shadow grew in to a humanoid shape, long claws reached out to strangle my neck but it hissed away when it touched my iron necklace, i smiled as the shadow shrinked back to my own shape. So i officially Dodged Death
But it wouldn't leave, though it is unable to touch me, it stays. The first year was hard, having to get used to death was hard. But overtime we grew close to each other.
Close enough to be called best friends infact,
But here's the thing about curses. I cried as i hold my broken iron necklace, as it would mean i have to die. Death leaned closer to my face as they cupped my cheeks they leaned into a kiss, a kiss i returned. They are words, and there are a hundred ways to steal breath.
I sobed as my lover disappeared into thin air. For i knew that there was no way to get them back. But let me tell you a story that led me to meet my ex-lover
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𝕯𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍'𝖘 𝖂𝖍𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊 (Creepypasta x reader)
Random⋰☽⋱⋰𖤓⋱♡ When Y/N was born they learned the hard truth about the world, for they was born cursed. But even more so they didn't think that they would get kidnapped during their night shift really. Make that the 15th time that something bad happened d...
