CREEPYPASTA: A TALE OF HORROR

Chapter 3: The Ghosts Of Fear

Adam woke up the next day and soon for sure had gotten dressed and ready for school he waited for his bus with his sister and eventually he had gotten on when the bus pulled up to the stop, he walked through the middle isle of the and then suddenly of course a foot was met slipping out and Adam had tripped and fell face first onto the bus floor kids had laughed and Adam had looked as he had seen a couple of jocks from a highschool football team and soon for sure had laughed and ushered "Watch where you step at newbie." Adam had gotten up and walked over to his seat and sat down in the seat with his sister and so of course for sure the bus pulled up and listened as the kids name was Jackson Carver or as the fellow muscle bound full witted meatheads that sat along with him on the bus called him JC. Adam sat there looking at the back of the bullies buzzcut shaven head on the back of the boys neck was a tattoo of a skull in flames with angle wings. "Was the dumbass trying to look edgy with that fucking tattoo?" Adam had thought. "It looks fucking stupid it didn't belong on the body of a incompetent retard like JC, no no no it belonged to someone that fit the tattoo. It was a thing a small detail in life that helped him before he witnessed his getting brutally gutted. They arrived at the school Adam had stepped out and passed through the doors and made his way into the school he stopped by at his locker he stuffed his bag into the locker and closed the door as he did he seen a note with the same colored paper from last night. He grabbed the note and read it the note read: "Are you willing to accept the challenges and conditions of the group?" The small check box with the Yes and No. He took a sharpie marker and checked off Yes and then took the note and slid it behind one of the nearby trash cans at the boys bathroom. Adam had walked and pushing open the bathroom door a figure in a black hoodie had came out and grabbed the he had read it and then turned to leave.

Adam had went down the hall and into the nearest classroom to where he sat down and the teacher had came in a minute later, Adam had sat at his desk and pulled his drawing book out and began drawing something. Collin came inside the classroom and had sat in the desk seat behind Adam and had observed him watching him draw something. Adam had gotten lost in his art piece as he drew it with pencil and marker giving the drawing detail and depth as he had drew a blue figure wearing a tattered blue skirt and a rusted metallic gasmask mouth piece over it's mouth with glowing icey blue tubes running out from the mask and into the figures back, the figure he drew was casted in a thick dark murky shadow of inky blackness and it looked at Adam with a shady furrowed expression filled with malevolence and intentional pain. Collin had moved leaning to the side for a bit and soon for sure of course had caught a slight glimpse and the teacher had blabbed on and on about whatever meaningless subject it was that had been spoken. Soon the bell rung and Adam had shot up his head and looked as students had got up and went from there desks and over to the door of the classroom, Adam had gotten up and almost left behind his drawing laying on top of his notebook a single sheet of paper, Collin had gotten up to go check the drawing out and eventually Adam came back quickly grabbed walked back over to the crinkling the drawing up and throwing it into the classroom trash can. Collin stood there dumbfounded.

Collin had went over to the trash and being a major germaphobe had argued with himself about getting the drawing out of the can for a good few minutes, eventually he caved and soon reached into the ignoring the disgusting mass of trash mixed in with the rotten moldy juices of whatever last weeks berry smoothie and expired Chinese food. He rummaged through the remnants of the trash can and soon for sure had pulled the drawing out as Collin tried not to react in disgust. He uncrinkled the drawing and laid it down onto the teachers desk, he pull his phone out and snapped a picture of and then took the drawings and stuffed it into his back pocket and left the room the drawing he had looked at after snapping a picture of it had been titled as The Blueman. Collin had walked out of the classroom and soon eventually went on his way telling his friends about this and eventually of course had shown his friends the photo of the drawing he had went to Maya, Josh, Keith, Eddie, and Gage.

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Back at home as Adam had sat there he watched his phone watching videos off of the screen as he laid in his bed to where he was only focused on that, then he had heard it. That tapping sound. He looked and seen the same black clothed figure wearing the same yellow stained white mask and so of course for sure Adam had gotten up out of his room, and left he went down the stairs he didn't have to worry about waking anyone up since his mom and sister were out on a night at the movies. He stepped out onto the front porch and read the note that was left there. The note read: "Meet us in the woods now at 12:00am." Adam had looked up and felt the rock that was thrown hit him in the chest and and soon he folded up the letter and stuffed it into his pocket and soon for sure he yelled out grabbing a flashlight from the night drawer in the kitchen and eventually had begun giving chase to the hoodie wearing figure and eventually of course for sure he had stumbled upon an old abandoned house, he saw the figure go inside there and eventually chased him inside of the old structure. He walked in and stopped at the front door of the house he crawled in through the wooden boards of the house and eventually walked around calling out for the figure to show itself. "I know you're here. Come out!" Adam said. Nothing had happened. A moment of momentary silence had fallen and then suddenly of course the black hoodie wearing figure had came from nowhere and ambushed Adam by slipping an burlap bag over his head.

Adam kicked and flailed his limbs at his attacker as he screamed and panic and soon for sure of course had been pushed down and two more male figures in black hoodies and yellow stained white masks came out from where ever they were hiding at and dragged Adam away somewhere as he screamed out to be let go. They dragged him down to a basement with white wax candles lit everywhere and three other female figures in the masks and black clothing stood there waiting patiently with there hands together and the males had dropped Adam onto the floor and soon eventually stood to the side, the main one of the group had stepped forward and removed the bag from Adams head and Adam himself had pushed himself up and stood there looking around confused and worried and soon for sure had asked immediately demanding what the hell was going on. "You have accepted our invitation and our messages, we are the members of The Ghosts of Fear Society; we have selected you as a new member for our group. We hope to have you make the right decision for us, do you accept the offer?" The masked figure said. Adam had stood there trying to take up the moment and was trying to think of how to respond to this after all. "Yes...." Adam said. A moment of silence had fallen and the main figure looked at the others they all nodded. "Then it is decided, tonight you are provided with a goal. That goal is for you to come up with a scary creepypasta and read it to us if your story is good and we like it you will be the new member of our group, if we don't.....then you will never have contact with us ever again." The main figure said. "Do you get the point we're making?" The main figure said. Adam paused. "Yes." Adam said. Silence fell and soon for sure of course the group had looked at each other. "Good, I call this meeting of The Ghosts of Fear Society over." The main figure said. They all left and Adam had stood there for a moment contemplating with himself and his thoughts. Something else had happened. Adam had looked over and had seen something a figure he blinked and looked at it with his flashlight. It was just a old vanity cabinet. He sighed in relief and had went on back home leaving the old house behind.