I was in my room when it happened.
I was on my laptop reading mature fanfiction when I heard my mom scream, I jumped. 'What was that?' Slowly getting of the creaky mattress onto the stone cold wooden floor. I opened the door to see my two little sisters standing in the hallway.
"What happened big sister?" They asked in unison
"I don't know but stay here." I whispered softly.
I slowly approached my moms bedroom door, the floor boards made an awful creek. Once I stoped infront of her wooden door. I heard another blood curtailing scream. I quickly open the only thing in my way to see what was wrong. Only to see her........dead.....her arms, legs, hands, and feet pinned on the wall with nails. While one of her beautiful chocolate brown eyes were ripped out of its socket and shoved into her mouth, tongue hanging out. Her stomach cut open to reveal the insides on the cold spruce wood floor kidneys gone while here intestines where in a tangled bloody mess. Blood stains surrounded the body while a puddle was forming under her.
I looked at the thing that caused this, it looked like a little girl, she was soaked in blood. But with an eerily wide smile.
The girl looked around thirteen and was wearing a black and red plaid miniskirt, a white blouse, and a black blazer. She had bloody snow white hair, and her eyes we're insane yet clock like, you could hear ticking coming from them, and she was holding a knife but you could see both of her katana's on her hip with a gun on the other.
I fell onto the bloodstained floor sobbing while she came at me, I could here sirens in the background. She cursed. Then stabbed me in the abdomen smile never fading, and said
"tick, tock, goes the clock it's way past your bedtime~"
in a eerie, monotonous child like voice.
Twisting it before she took the knife out of me. She moved on to my little sisters down the hall. I clasped. I herd the screams of my little sisters. I crawl to the hall from were i' m at to only see the lifeless glassy eyes of my dead siblings. I look at the girl who killed my only family.
"tick tock goes the clock it's way past your bed time~"
I could hear the police knock down the door she got out a pocket watch, from what looked liked the 18 hundreds, out of her blazer pocket, and jumped into the small clock.
Gone. Like she was never there.
The only evidence of her being here was the pocket watch and the 3 bloody body's surrounding me. I blacked out when the police saw the gruesome sight.
I would watch out if I we're you.
A/N~~
Sorry if it's bad it's my first story and I am ok with people using this self made creepy pasta "tick tock" but tell me before you do and link the story so I can read the magic and magnificent that is reading a story/book. But on the other hand thank you for reading this cringe worthy piece of work :)
