I was now home and it didn't go so well.
"JACOB WHY WERE YOU THAT FAR IN THE FOREST!! WHY DID YOU GO INTO THE FOREST!" Screamed my mom with makeup running down her face. "Mom I was okay I didn't even know that somebody was there and how about if they accidently hit me" I said. "Go to your room" said my mom. I spent my whole day in my room it was so boring I had nothing to do I didn't eat anything either. I was so bored. I opened my closet and got a box of all my elementary school things. "I remember this my first Valentine's day card I though I had a secret admirer...*sigh*...it turns out it was just my teacher."
"My thanksgiving turkey, I remember that day! IT WAS HORRIBLE!"
"Hey isn't this my...IT IS!! My mask I made when I was 12. Great memories last year." I put it on and it fit perfectly it was white with dark circles for eyes and the nose shape and the long stitch on the eye I think I made a great mask nobody ever saw it not even my mom or brother or classmates. I would put it on in my room and fake I was a superhero or a villian or a monster or a creature from the forest. I think I still had the plastic knives somewhere in the box I would make a great asasin. I don't want to be one though.
"Do it, be a killer, you know you want to." Was it just me or are there voices.
"Idiot it's me!" Said my brother
"AHHHH!!" I screamed
"When did you get in here"i asked
"Just now I saw the mask you were wearing and you were looking for the knives which are right here" said my brother. "How did you know" I asked
"You were talking out loud" he said.
"Oh can I leave now" I said. "Okay sure" he left and closed the door.
I grabbed the knives and had the mask and started faking there were people there and started chopping them and slitting there throat and choking them. I had so much fun. Dang! It's already 10:30. Better get in bed.
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Creepypasta: Jumping Jacob
RandomGuess what? There is a new creepypasta and his name is Jumping Jacob. You may be guessing why his name is Jumping Jacob, well read to know. It's a good story, trust me.