-Note:I am doing something different for my creepypasta character and that i decided to give her a short story or I think you can call it a poem really.I am doing this because I believe that there is no such thing as an oc for Creepypasta's but rather a story that a character one makes up. I respect the genera since the 6th grade, so here you go. I might revise it later-
There once a girl, who was born when the clock struck 8.
A pretty little thing who loved collecting things like trash, coins, and keys.
Growing up was a like a cool breeze for her,having a mother, sister,brother,and father,
though her real name,
no one dared to remember.
One day as the clock struck 9,
her happy life came to an unhappy end,
someone she knew,
someone she trusted,
they played her favorite game,
but death by gun,
was what was behind his hand,
but when that trigger was pulled,
her favorite thing to hang on to was her life,
Though he parents couldn't share her fate.
An eye and arm, are now her limbs.
A reminder of who they were and meant to be.
She now looks to find something else to keep.
Remember these rules, and you may keep you precious things:
1.)Don't act her out
2.)Don't call her out
3.)Don't seek her out
4.)Don't play her favorite game wrong
5.)Don't own a gun
Remember these rules,
and maybe she won't play,
Ignore them,
and the last thing you will hear and see,
Is the girl dresses all in black and greens,
pulling off her eye and whisper "peak-a-boo" before shooting off your gorgeous face.
YOU ARE READING
My Fandom Oc book
عشوائيThis books holds all of my fandom characters that I have created. There is another book in the works that will hold all of my original characters in.
