Dare CreepyPasta x OC

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1.) Should I Really Be Worried?

My stomach turned as I looked at all the new faces. Some Were scary, and some were just... creepy.

That day was the day I was officially moved into the SlenderMansion. Judging from everyone's comments and questions, I didn't think they knew I was going to be spending the rest of my life there.

Everything was scary.

Everything still is.

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My heart jumps out of my chest as Smile rubs his head against my knees while I typed information into my laptop. He was obviously hungry, because when he's hungry, nobody around seems to notice but me.

And Smile had finally caught on to that.

I grin down at him, "Seriously, you want me to get you food, yet you won't cuddle with me at night?" I pet his head. "You're so cruel to me, Smile."

He seems to snicker before following me as I walk to the kitchen. It takes a few minutes, because I'm on the second floor, but Smile still waits for me to give him his bloody, raw, steak.

As I'm washing my hands off I notice that the Mansion is oddly quiet, from it being loud half the time, it was weird to have it this quiet.

In fact, it was silent. As silent as it could ever be.

While Smile finishes eating his steak, he smacks his lips together and follows me back into my room. I feel a lot better with Smile at my side... but I know he can't just stay by me forever.

"Hey Smile, do you know where everyone is?" His tail wags as he looks up at me with those creepy-yet-cute eyes.

He leads me to my room, and points his nose at my clock. I look at the time. Study it for a while.

Then it hits me. They're all out killing.

Today was some kind of Holiday they had. Kind of like how normal people have hunting season, only they go out and kill police officers and their families for sport, and it only lasts one night.

Thank Heavens...

My speakers pop on my laptop, and a buzzing noice annoys both me and Smile. Then, finally, we hear Ben's voice.

"hEy, wE'rE All gEttIng sOmEthIng tO EAt, wAnt AnythIng?" What they were planning on getting was out of the question. I never eat what they try to feed me.

"No, but thanks Ben. Now get off my laptop." I hear a muffled sigh as Ben is about to speak. But I flick my screen.

I hear a whine before the buzzing stops. To make sure he's really gone, I tap on my screen a few more times before I start typing again.

Some people say that I refuse to have anything to do with them for no reason. But in reality, I don't want them in my life because they pushed me that far.

I read the small passage before frowning. "Man, how depressing can people's lives get?"

Then again, should I really be worried? I mean, it isn't my life.

For now, I guess.

Hey, sorry this is so f-in short, I just wanted to get something out there and sleep.

And if it sux, please don't be a douche bag about it. I am tired, and sick half the time. Cut me some (pepperoni) slack.

Hope you enjoyed the short Chapter. Promise I'll make the second one longer (like my dick) okay?

Well, I guess that's-fuck I just poked myself in the eye! Son of a birch!! Ugh..

Okay, lets retry that.

Well guess that's it!

Until next time, My fellow weirdlo~

~Creeps_Secrets~