A Regular Creepypasta Story

Chapter 1- WHAT THE FU-

*Ahhhhh a lovely day today! The children were laughing, the birds were chirping, on days like these, you li- FUCK I messed that reference up.*

*I know you probably expect everything to go along the lines of 'It was a dark and stormy day. Everything sucked. Death and shit and blah blah blah'. Noooo thanks! I'll stick with my average day.*

*The day was warm. Not hot, not cold, just kinda... meh- the type of weather you didn't really notice. The sky was... partially cloudy. So it was just a normal day.*

*Millie was awoken by the blaring, ANNOYING sound of an alarm on her phone. Hurrying to get up, she looked at the time. Ok, she wasn't running behind at all. Perfectly on schedule. She picked up some clothes (WHICH WERE PERFECTLY NORMAL): a t-shirt with a frog riding a skateboard on it, some blue jeans, and her favorite pair of vans. You know the gay ones? Yeah she wore those. See? Perfectly normal clothes. Not some 'protagonist shit'.*

*Millie stood at 5'9, had brown hair with pink at the ends, and brown eyes. She had a few freckles, but only in the summer. She wasn't too pretty, more of an average. Normal teen! Not some 'OoooOoOo blue orbs' shit.*

*Yawning and stretching, her bones cracked into place like glow sticks. She headed down the hallway after changing out of her pajamas, which just consisted of a ratty old sweaty t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts. Millie sniffed the air. OHHOHOHO BACON. Why bacon? Because I fucking LOVE bacon so now I'm making her love it too. Treat your characters right, give them bacon. ❤️❤️❤️✨*

*Her mom and dad were in the kitchen, cooking. Bacon filled the air with its intoxicating, lovely, holy, absolutely delicious- ok you get it, I love bacon. There was also some eggs cooking on the stove but unfortunately Millie's dad was making them. And he NEVER did a good job with those. He never scrambled them enough so they always came out.... Eggy-*

"Hey ho! You ready for school, Millie-bug?"

*Millie's dad peeked from the kitchen to smile at his daughter. A loving dad! No trauma here! Her mom quickly followed after, chuckling and putting a small kiss on her dad's cheek. Ok, ok, stable marriage, check.*

"Oh hush! Don't mention school so early! She'll probably BiTe YoUr FaCe OfF!!"

*Her mom joked, walking over to Millie like Frankenstein. Millie laughed along with her mother happily. A loving mom too! No trauma here either!!*

"Psssshhh I'm ready! How could I not look forward today the day when I smell that heavenly scent?"

*She dramatically sniffed the air before breaking into laughter. Her dad smiled, proud of her reaction.*

"Well thank you! I do make the best bacon around. It'd be hard NOT to love it!"

*He chuckled, shaking his head and looking back to his eggs. OH FUCK THEYRE BURNING- He quickly turned off the stove. But alas... they couldn't be saved...*

"...so! Good thing you like bacon cause that's all you're getting this morning-"

*Millie's mom laughed, patting her on the back. Her dad looked dejected and laughed along after scraping out the burnt eggs. Millie did a small victory fist pump.*

*She quickly sat down at the table as her father brought her a plate of bacon. And just bacon. It's the little things that really keep you going in life.*

*I don't wanna write AAAALL THAT but short story long- FUCK. LONG story SHORT, Millie ate breakfast at a REGULAR speed and got ready to go to school. Before she headed out the door, she gave a loving goodbye to her parents.*

"Byyyeee!! I'll see you after school!!"

*She waved as she walked out the door with her parents sending her their well wishes as well. A regular, lovely day. Millie headed over to her car, jingling the keys and hopping in to drive herself to school. Another day of 12th grade. Phew!! And so close to graduation!!*

*She turned on the radio to her favorite channel. AH! A familiar song came on the radio!! (Now I bet you're gonna think it's My Chemical Romance or something like that. No. Not saying those are bad songs but just. No.)  Sunflower came on! Millie hadn't heard this in ages- But she tapped the steering wheel along to the beat, humming along with the lyrics.*

*Finally... after 3 missed car crashes and 2 ran red lights, Millie arrived at the school!*

*She heaved a breath as she turned off her car and jingled her car keys into her backpack pocket. It was a solid colored yellow backpack with a bi-romantic Pride pin on it. And a pin of that one crying cat meme. She bought that at a comic convention.*

*Hopping out of her car, she walked through the doors to be greeted by her friend group! They were feeling pretty chaotic today- One of her guy friends was twerking as the girls all screamed out the lyrics to 'I'm just Ken!' Millie rolled her eyes before running over and joining them in their screaming. Why wouldn't she?*

——oooo time skip because every single creepypasta fic has one and I HATE TYPING anywho she had an average day full of 12th grade Tom fuckery.———

*After driving back home, Millie jingled the keys as she walked up the steps to her house, tripping on one or two. But she makes it up the stairs, unlocking the door and making her way to her room as she looked at her phone.*

"I'm hooooome!"

*She called out.. to no one- her parents were at work. Like normal. But the moment Millie stepped foot in her room, she sling her backpack off of her shoulders and flopped onto her bed, playing on her phone. She was just scrolling through YouTube. A few videos popped up based off of what she'd been watching recently. Mini cooking... Minecraft playthroughs.... Gay TikToks. Nothing unusual. Except one thing. Creepypasta compilation? Huh! Hadn't seen that in a while.*

*She stared at it for a moment, finger hovered over the video.*

*And she scrolled right past it. That phase was over for her. Yeah yeah she might've had a Creepypasta phase- so what? Everyone had a phase they weren't too proud of-*

"Blerrghhh... nothing good on YouTube today..."

*She shook her head as she continued to scroll.*

*After a brain rottingly long amount of time on her phone, Millie was starting to get sleepy. Her parents will be back soon anyways so she should probably start her homework. Millie got up with a huff and a few popping of her bones as she stretched. She sat over at her desk and popped her homework out of her book bag to get started on it.*

"EEEWWGHH Physics... my vile enemy..."

*She muttered to herself, rolling her eyes and starting her homework. (I fucking hate physics)*

*But riiiight as she set down pencil to paper, she heard a bump. Oh! That must be her mom! Probably got out of work early. AH! Maybe she brought McDonald's!! Millie hopped up out of her chair and slammed her door open, peeking her head out and peering into the hall.*

"Moooom! Did you get my text? Did you get my quarter pounder? Nothing on it but cheese and ketchup?"

*She called out down the hall. There was no answer. Millie blinked, stepping more fully out into the hallway.*

"Mom? You got your earbuds in? I'm hungryyyyy I need my-"

*She whines before taking a step. But... she pauses. There was something off about this. Something off... There was something eerie about this. Something telling her that it wasn't her mother that just got home.*

*And she was right...*

*A tall, faceless figure with horribly uneven skin and a crisp, clean, black suit slooowwwlllly tilted his head into view. Millie froze dead in her tracks.*

*The man stepped more fully into the hall, easier to see in the dim hall light. God he was atrocious. His limbs looked broken and put back together, a horrible monster that would haunt you in your nightmares, chasing you down and making you piss the bed.*

*Millie was dead still. She couldn't move. She couldn't move even if she wanted to.*

*Finally, as the man sloooowly approached her with those horribly disfigured limbs, she managed to find some words.*

"..."

"WHAT THE FU-"

(Taddaaaa!! That's all for now! Tell me if y'all want more or else I probably won't-)