I Wouldn't Mind (creepypasta fanfic)

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*Hey guys! It's Lola with my new book, I Wouldn't Mind. I spent a lot of time coming up with this book and I'm pretty satisfied with it, I think it's going to be the best book I made because I actually planned the WHOLE thing out. lol. Also, before I forget, this has violence, bad language, and gore. Just a reminder. Anyways, I'll put the characters here!:

Aubrey Johnson: Long black hair that reaches her waist with green eyes and freckles. Pale. Short and petite, about 5'4.

Declan Brooks: light brown hair with golden brown eyes that have small specks of gold. Tall and muscular/buff, about 6'2

Parker Wallace: Dirty blond hair with emerald green eyes medium height, kinda buff, about 5'9

Allie Wattson: Dirty blonde hair with bright blue eyes, short, skinny, about 5'5.

+Creepypastas
(& mom & dad)

That's all the characters (I will be adding more), as you can tell, I put a lot of thought into them to make them sexy as hell... For personal reasons :^(. Anyways, here is a brief description about the book!

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I grabbed my purple book bag out of the old, periwinkle locker. I quickly closed it and ran swiftly into my purple jeep, as you can tell, purple is my favorite color other than black. I forcefully yanked open the door and threw my book bag into the back. I jumped in and jammed my keys into the keyhole as I pulled the door closed and putting my seatbelt on.

"HEY! Aubrey, where are you going?!" Declan said walking over to my jeep, leaning on the door.
"Can't talk, late for boxing, bye." I said as I started backing up, making Declan stumble. "Call ya later."
I finally got on the road to go to my boxing class. I also take karate. I started because I almost got kidnapped one day by a guy with a white feminine mask with black lips, eyes, and eyebrows. Since that day, i signed up for boxing and karate.

I looked at the mirror and saw a guy with greasy black hair, black pants and a white hoodie that had gigantic red blotches. My eyes widened as he turned to face me. His skin was pale white, like his hoodie, his eyelids were burnt off and he had a big smile cut into his cheeks. I quickly focused back on the road and sped up. I looked in the mirror again, only to see him gone. And then it hit me like a train.

That was Jeff The Killer.

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:^^^^^) I'm so excited for this book. Love y'all!
keep laughing! ~ LolaLaughs

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