School Creepypasta

1: A sketchy school

(A/n)

This book is slightly inspired on camp Creepypasta, but it's of course it's very own story (:
Also, don't expect too much (I tried).

I hope you enjoy reading it!

Have a great day/night,

—Waffle

—Charley [oc] POV—
Stepping out of a locker, I straightened my jacket.
Classes had finished by now and the janitor was walking away mumbling something about having to file another thing because of me. Not my fault bullies exist.

Getting home, my mother told me to stop skipping out on tests. Again, not my fault bullies exist.

Then my father gave me a hit on my head, telling me I should go outside more. I didn't want to get beat up by the bullies outside school as well. Again, it's not my fault they exist.

Sometimes I wished I could just snap.
Eat them.
No wait, that was a joke. I wouldn't eat them. I would roast them on a fire, letting the smell of burning human meat be a warning for other bullies.
I'm joking.
I smiled at the idea before realising I should head to bed soon.

I heard my parents arguing downstairs and hid myself in my pillow as I plopped into my bed.
If I can't hear it and can't see it, the argument don't exist.

And then the next day, when I came home wet despite the warm summer day, my parents gave me a look.

"What happened to you?"

"Bullies, what else?"

"Don't blame everything on bullies." My mother rolled her eyes and smiled, then her smile disappeared. "Hunny, we want to save your education."

"Huh?"

"The principal said you're too far gone," ouch, "but we have done our own research."

My mother smiled sympathetically. "There's a boarding school, we found it and it should suit you. There's also homeschooling, but we can't do that when both me and your father work from home."

I sighed and nodded.
"Fine..."

"I'm glad you understand," my mother got up and gave me a quick hug.
I didn't return the hug, I didn't understand... why was it my fault? Why did nobody help me stop the bullying? Why...

I'll just leave to a boarding school and hope for a better chance.

—

Left and right stood creepy looking people.

"Slender," Jeff fiddled with the tie, unable to do it right and not bothered to learn either. "Why on earth are we all wearing this garp?"

Slender went to explain about the war he was in, how he knew Zalgo was getting an army. Slender needed such a thing off his own, or people who could take down armies.

"I could!" Toby said, "I could take down an army!"

"One, maybe," Slender didn't bother to deny it despite knowing it wasn't true, "But three?"

Toby paused and shook his head.

"My point is that we need to prepare. We need more Creepypastas and you're going to train them."

—

Masky didn't bother to say that it was ridiculous. It was, but so was a kidney eating tar crying blue masked monster.
He helped prepare the classrooms, which were large for a school. Everything was large, since Slender had not bothered to find a secured building, but opted for an old castle. Where did they get it? Magic? No idea, maybe there was a random one in the uk they had stolen and put in America? Does that make sense?
Anyway, the castle was kind of Harry Potter ish, safe for the stairs which fortunately there weren't so much off.

"Masky!" Toby ran up to him hurriedly. "Where the fuck are the dorms?"

"One floor up," Masky said tiredly. He hadn't had a lot off sleep since they first came here five weeks ago. There had been a lot of preparing to do, and that in the middle of summer.
He finished his long walk and found Slender's office.
Masky smiled behind his mask as he dropped the foot of the person he was dragging along. It had been fun to torture them into complying. Someone needed to convince parents that the kids were 'in good hands' of course, and so Masky had taken a random human looking adult.
"I've got a new candidate for principal," Masky told Slender when he entered the office.

The adult stared at the tall creature with a white face.
"What's happening?"

Masky grabbed his knife and reminded the adult to keep quiet.
"Does this mean we are done for the term?"

Slender nodded.
"Just check wether we've got enough chairs in the main hall. I will make sure to get the principal settled to do his job 'properly' as well."

"Alright." Masky shrugged and walked out. He adjusted his mask, grateful for the cooler day. How glad he was that summer was about over. A chill breeze went through a window and Masky walked over to it despite wanting to get the last thing done.
Through the window, Masky looked over a long grass field, a wall around it matching the castle and a parking lot just outside the wall. He knew the parking lot would be full within the next few hours. Kids would be piling in, they would say bye to their parents at the door and then enter the castle. Then they were theirs.

Masky looked away from the grass field, he looked forward to training on it. Maybe he could just lie down on it while the students trained on their own. That sounded better.

Reaching the main hall, Masky counted the chairs and nodded.

They were ready.