Mark POV
It hurts my head after playing rage games. I need to stop to playing those games. Maybe I need to rest and relax after those games. I walk over to the bed where my beauty , Cookie . She is perfect for me. I finally got my bed that felt like hours, and my head on the pillow. I tried to move , but my body couldn't move. Wait! I can't move! Who holding my body with strength that stronger than my .
It let go of me and I turn around and saw Cookie . She look terrifying , she have black eyes even her sclera is black too. I must been dreaming . I finally scream on the top of my lungs and I been woke up by shake by Cookie.
I woke up and Saw Cookie , scare and crying.
' It okay "
Mark , you're not , you're bleeding
I look down and a scratch on my chest and it was a huge scar and it was heal by Cookie, thank for her , I will been bleeding to death without her. I survived.
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Markiplier Imagines❤
Fanfictionit pretty self explanatory, just me and Mark, my ideas in 2015 were the worst... ( ain't nobody goes to read this crap)
