I Am Luna Mallory. I am the only Luna Mallory. The only one there will ever be. There is no one quite like me, no one will become anything close to me. Ever. Now I would like to tell you a story of how I became a Creepypasta.... It was finally Night outside. "Yessss" I said quietly to myself. "It's time to go out and do my "job". I giggled pitying myself as I walked down the street with my white hoodie covering my smirking face.... I look at all the houses and find the perfect one, two storys, white, wooden door. "This will be to easy...." I say to myself as I grab a Bobby pin out of my hair, I bend it so that it can fit in the key hole. I hear the door click and I smile wider. ( if that's even possible.) I go down to the basement to find the power box, because you know, I work better in the dark. As soon as I cut the power I hear muffled screams coming from upstairs. "That's weird." I think to myself as I walk up the basement stairs, and as I do, I hear the stairs creak. I quickly run and hide under the stairs, as I settle down in the corner my eyes are already adjusted to the darkness. As I slowly peak out from under the stairs I see a boy, about my age covered in blood, I watch him walk down to the basement stairs. I assume he is going to go try to fix the lights, I watch him until I can't see him anymore because of the wall blocking my point of view. I take this time to quickly but quietly go up the stairs to the 2nd floor. I look in every room, at the end of one hallway there is a mother and a father, lying on the floor, dead. I walk down to the other end of the hallway to a girls room. She shifted her body as soon as I walked in her room.
"W-who are y-you?" She asked stuttering. "Not important." I answer her question simply and quietly. I go up to her ear and whisper something about me that nobody knows, well except for her now, but not for long....I giggle at the horrible joke I just made. "Now may I ask you something?" I ask her sweetly.
"Y-yes..." I giggle and say "Can you keep a secret?" I laugh as I plunge my knife into her gut, I smile super big as I get drenched in blood. I turn around to see the boy standing in the doorway, his mouth hung open in awe. "I'd love to stay and chitchat but sadly I cannot so I guess my work here is done...." I say as I jump out of the window and run...I quickly turn around to see him running after me,I stop running but he doesn't notice. When he realized that I stopped it was already to late, I had already sliced his arm. He stumbled back, but then he just started laughing. "And just what is so funny?" I ask him. "Oh nothing....he says and he grabs his knife and tries to stab me but I quickly dogged it. "You really think I'm going down that easily?" I ask smirking. "No but I do see much potential in you...." He says looking up at me and I finally see his face, he had a smile cut into his face, and his eyelids looked burned off. I stumble backwards as I notice who he is... "Y-your Jeff the Killer!" I say freaking out...
"I sure am, the one and only Jeff the Killer." He smiles wider than before. (I don't even know if that's possible, Quite honestly.) I smile at him and stab him in the Gut and run. I don't know where I'm going but all I know is when I get there, that's where I'll be spending the night.... I look back and see someone run up to Jeff....I don't know what they are saying but the last thing I saw was Jeff pointing at me...I end up at my house....~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So here's another book for y'all please comment and rate also plz give my sister Marceline credit for this story to! And the picture at the top of the chapter is of Luna mkay? Just in case y'all was wondering, until next time you little weirdos ~Alesa
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A Killers Love
RomanceLuna Mallory is 17, she killed her parents at the age of 10, but once she meets the Creepypasta's, what will she do? Will she fall in love? Or will she ruin her chances with belonging?