Creepypasta House

You Monster

---------------------------------At The Mansion------------------------------------------

     "I'm kinda suprised that you guys didn't kill him." I glance at Toby. "Jeff looked like he was about to."

     "Hmm?" He looks over at me. "Oh. Well, we decided that since you were in their, we'd get you a pet."

     "Pet." I just look at him. "Like, a cat?"

     "Nah. Cat's can be annoying. At least he's your problem." Toby laughs and turns back to the TV where Ben and Silver are, suprise suprise, playing Pokemon.

     "Erm...." I glance over at Max, who looks terrified as he sees all the CPs. "I'll be right back. Don't let him die or whatever."

      Toby nods and I head for the stairs. I look around for the right door until I find it. Opening the door, I see Slenderman talking to someone righ outside the window. He senses me standing there and shuts it quickly and looks at me.

     "Meg?" He looks at me, confused. "What's wrong?"

    "Um..." I try and look out the window, but see nothing. "Do you think I could get a new room? By myself?"

     "I..." He stops. "Why is that?"

     "Because I'm taking care of Max and I'm sharing a room with Jeff. Pretty sure it's not a good combanation." I sigh. "Jeff would probably kill him while I'm sleeping."

     "I suppose there's no harm in that." He shrugs and I grin. "You can have the empty room on the third floor."

       "Thanks so much, sir!" I bounce up and down in excitement, and then run out of the room.

       I peek my head into Jeff's room and see he's not inside. Grinning to myself, I start packing my stuff into my small bag.

       "Err..." I hear from behind me. Turning around, I see Jeff. "What are you doing?"

      "I'm packing. Got my own room!" I smile and grab my bag. When I leave the room, I hear him sigh in relief. 

--------------------------------------In The Room-----------------------------------

      "What do you think?" I look at Max. He glances around and sighs.

      "Looks good." He flops onto his cot and I stare at him. "What?"

      "I just thought you'd be happier." I mumble. "Thought you didn't want to share a room with a CP anymore..."

     "You are a CP in my mind..." He snarls at me. "You've killed people. Innocent people. At least the only one I tried to kill was myself."

     "I...." I step back, confused. "I'm not bad. I-I would never hurt someone innocent. I swear."

     "Ugh." He frowns at me. "Remember those five houses full of people? Your stepmom? Alice?"

     I take another step back as his words grow more fierce. Running out the door, I grab my jacket. I slip it on and mumble something about going for a walk to the others. They look at me, confused, but don't say anything.

      "Why am I so stupid?" I hit my forehead with the palm of my hand over and over. "Of course he wouldn't like it. I've been stuck here for... For..."

       I realize I don't even remember how long I've lived there. In horror, I realize I don't even remember much about my life before living there. I stop at a tree and fall to my knees.

     "I..." I burst into tears. "I can't... I can't do this anymore...."

     "Why is that?"