Jeff The Killer
After hours and hours of trying to fall asleep, but obviously failing miserably due to your severe insomnia, you decided to go downstairs to get yourself some food and hopefully tire yourself out enough to go to bed. When you entered the living room at the base of your stairs, however, you started noticing things seemed... strange. It was suddenly very cold, which was very odd considering it was the middle of summer and it was so humid outside it felt like you could cut the air with a knife. Once you got to the entrance of your kitchen, you jumped upon noticing a looming figure standing at the side of the dining room table opposite to you.
He slowly dragged his eyes up to meet yours, tilting his head when he noticed your calm demeanor coupled with your bunny slippers. "(Y/N)," his voice came out scratchy and at a much higher octave than you had imagined. He looked to be at least 30, with his paper thin white skin and the seemimgly burnt eyelids. His smile stretched on forever, which was slightly out of place considering the cold, cacalculating glare coming from his eyes.
"I have been expecting you." You said, walking slowly towards him. "That note from my mother described you quite well. Too bad the last I ever heard from her was a note describing your intense ugly." You smirked. You had been training for this moment for 5 years, ever since your mother disappeared, seemingly without a trace. You ripped your pocket knife off of the strap discretely strapped around your waist, and lunged at him. You managed to get a few slashes in before he leaped to a window
"I'll be seeing you again soon, (Y/N). Oh yeah, before I forget, make sure you go to sleep." He giggled, and vanished into the night.
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Elf boy
(A/N I've had this idea for a while. WARNING: this has severe mentions of abuse. If you dont want to read it, skip this one and move on ↓)
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You were so scared. You knew you were going to be late to get home. They were going to be so mad! If your wondering who "they" are, they're my parents. But I'm not their child. I'm their servent. We used to be happy. I used to be happy. But, that all went away. Now, if I disobey them at all they beat me. I finally came to the front door, and took a deep breath before opening the door. "Where have you been?!" The monster I call a father asks, shaking with rage. "I'm so sorry! The bullies chased me home! I'm sorry im la-" my "father" cut me off. "I don't care about your problems! You deserve it anyway. Now, go make me and your mother food!" He said "But father, I have home-" I started to say. "Now" he said, his voice dangerously low. "Yes father" I whispered.
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Later that night, as I lay in bed, I heard my parents screaming. I went down stairs, and the screaming stopped. I looked over at the tv. On the screen, it said:
Your welcome. See you soon
-BEN
I smiled to myself as I smelt the fresh blood.
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You ran down the street, your heart thumping. You were geting chased by the bullies from your school. They finally cornered you in a dark alleyway. "Aww come on, we just want to play a game!" Said Trevor, the main bully. He was taunting me, and I didn't like it, but if I fought back, he would hurt my best friend. Then, I heard a voice. "Maybe she doesn't want to play your games, sicko!" It was low, and kinda hot. Then, in a second, he was on the ground, and the mystery man was holding two bloody organs, which you immediately recognised as kidneys. "See you later, (Y/N)" he said.
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Stripes
You were walking towards the abandoned carnival. You knew this was stupid. You knew it. Yet, you were still doing it. You were going to go in. There's a rumor going around that the carnival is haunted by a demon clown. As you hopped the fence, you thought of how much trouble you actually could get in. You started walking around, until your flashlight went out. "Ugh, crap." You said, trying to get it to work. When you figured out it was useless, you put it back in your pocket, now walking in the dark. You kept walking, trying to find the exit, when a familiar tune came on. You started to sing along
All around the mulbury bush the monkey chased the weasel. The monkey thought twas all in fun. Pop! Goes the weasel.
Then, you heard a devilish giggle. "Your kinda cute" said a voice from behind you. You turned to see a monochrome (A/N idk if I spelt that right :P) clown. "See you later, (Y/N)" he giggled.
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Slenderp
I walked into the woods, which is my favorite place. I just needed to be alone for a little while. I think that I deserve it after seeing my boyfriend of 2 years sucking face with the girl that torments me at school everyday. I sat down in my favorite clearing, my back resting on a stump. I took my sketch pad out, and started to draw. As I drew, my tounge poked out of my mouth in concentration. I found myself drawing my favorite creepypasta, slenderman. After I got done, I looked at it for a bit, looking at him, his tentacles out, all holding the various bodyparts of his victims. This...this is the reason I don't have friends. They think im weird, sadistic even, for drawing things like this. I sighed, looking at the sky. I start to hear static, then everything goes black.
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I wake up in my bed. What? How did that happen? I look over to see a note on my nightstand. It said:
Dear (Y/N),
I liked your drawing. I hope you don't mind that I took it. I wanted to hang the beautiful portrait on the wall. Ill see you soon, (Y/N).
-Slenderman
I looked out the window, towards the woods, and wondered if he was looking back.
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(A/N I hoped you like the book so far! I will try to update as much as possible.)
