Running Away

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As I walked out of the place I was help I felt a fire burn in my heart. I loved it, it felt good to kill those motherfuckers. More, more, MORE! I need to kill more. The feeling of the knife slitting his throat. Killing people is fun. I see why the other Creepypatas enjoy killing. I don't need those Creepypastas, I can kill all by myself. I'll make sure they stay out of my for if they don't kill those bitches.

I awoke from the sun glaring through the curtains half shut. I roll out of bed my body aching head to toe. I stare at the newspapers of murdering's that had been going on around the city. I see a photo on one of the front pages that is a wall with the words in blood 'Don't Go To Sleep, Or You'll Never Wake Up' I grin and laugh. To think that a when I was ten I was so innocent and now I'm a murderous bastard.  I try to stay hidden away from the city and Creepypastas otherwise they'll kill me! I don't want to go to sleep. I walk into the kitchen with glass bottles from me drinking and empty Chinese food boxes too. I check the cupboard for food, non, fridge? Nothing. I walk back up stairs to get into black skinny jeans, a black My Chemical Romance T with a red tie and a long black coat. I need to get some food. I put my shoes on then off I go, leaving the house for probably the whole day. As near the city I pay my respects to the place where I unlocked my killer self. I always go there because I thank the guys who kidnapped me that night. By the way I saw Jeff the other day and took his kill away from him and he didn't know then shouted 'You'll pay for that bitch!'. I got distracted by hearing panting like someone was running. Then I heard a mellow scream so I ran towards it to see the  Bloody Painter. He painted a tree with his victims blood laughing as he drew a demon.

"Hey Helen!" I shouted at him for I had done some research on the Creepypasta's backgrounds to learn more.

He spun around to see me and I smirked. "Jane, it's been a while. What six months?"

"More like eight. How is everyone?"

"The usual killing everyone. Sally misses you."

"Take that mask off Helen you don't need it around." He takes his mask off so I see his bright blue eyes glistening, "So what's the news?"

"Slendy and the Proxy's are trying to hunt you down, Jeff's pissed about you stealing his 'Go To Sleep' thing and I'm just bored of everyone for doing usual stuff. You on the other hand are far more interesting."

I smirked then began walking into the city, "Helen would you like to do some  shopping?"


He jogged over to me and we walked into the city where I run away from everything. I enjoy every once and a while to  be a normal teenage girl. I remember when I used to this with my parents, no I mustn't look back in the past I must focus on what's important. I feel I nudge in my stomach and find Helen and I standing in front of my favourite book shop. I walk in to find not a single person in sight. As I walk whilst running my fingers along the shelves leaving the dust on my pale white fingers. This made me feel like there wasn't something right. I turned to Helen to him looking ashamed of something.

"I'm sorry Jane..." Helen said shedding tears as he held up a gun and then darkness.

I guess all I was doing was running away, now karma has come back to get me...



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