The mysterious boy led me through
the forest. I stopped for a minute and
concentrated on a vine. The vine
began to move as I began to get angry.
Someone's hand snapped me out of
trance and the vine fell to the ground.
I looked at the boy and realized that I
didn't know his name.
Painter P.O.V.
I looked behind me to make sure
that the girl was following me. She
was staring at a vine and my eyes
widen in shock. The vine began to
move all by itself! She must be a
creepypasta like me. I waved my hand
in front of her face and that seemed to
snap her out of her trance.
She looked at me with her blue eye.
Thank God I'm wearing my mask
because I could feel my cheeks go hot.
I turned around and heard a cough. I
sighed and walked fast. The girl must
have had a hard time keeping up with
me because she was panting. "H-hey. I
didn't catch your n-name. I-I'm
Blossom." I was surprised that she
would tell me her name. I grunted and
looked her right in her eyes. "Why
aren't you afraid of me!? You should
be afraid of me! Just.....why aren't you
scared of me? A normal person would
have ran away from me! But instead
you just follow me to a place you don't
even know! Did it ever cross your
little mind that I could kill you right
now!!"
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Bloody Love ( creepypasta)
פנטזיהBlossom is just a girl who wears a mask covering half of her face. Her parents keep her locked in her room with no food or water. Blossom draws her pain and feelings in her notebook. One day a mysterious guy will answer her drawings of help. Will sh...
