"NO! MY BABY IS STILL IN THERE!!" The woman screamed trying to run towards the burning house. "I'll get her!" a stranger young man yelled as he ran through the fire. "Help!" She yelled over her cries. "Somebody! I don't want to die" her sobs took over and she couldn't scream anymore. The man picked her up and ran out.
"Did you see he's face!?", "How tall was he!?", "Are you sure it's a He?" All of these questions were asked over and over again from the mom. "No, No and Yes, heard he's voice. Can You Just Fiend Her!?" she was getting impatient and started to cry again.
"Shh, Shhh. You'll be alright. Now, just rest" The girl had stopped crying but was shaking a lot. "But it's dark, wet, cold and scary down there. I don't want to" she whimpered looking up to him with read puppy eyes. "You'r going there" The man said as he pushed the girl towards the stairs. She starred to cry again but walked the stairs down. "Good girl. from now on Your going to call me Master. Clear?" He said oddly sweet. "Clear" the girl said. "This is going to be fun"
A/N Soooo..... this is.. Trash.. I Am going to continue this... just not now. :3
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"Creepy" Trash
HorrorJust some trash creepypasta I might make when feeling down x3 Content: *blood *smut/rape *scary shit *bad langue (:3) *it might not be scary
