FINALLY THIS GODDAMN THING IS OUT. I HAD SO MUCH FUCKING WRITERS BLOCK AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Me: *busts the creepypasta's door down* IT'S THE 1K SPECIAL MUDAFUCKAS!
creepypastas: O.O
Jeff:What the fuck do you mean?
Me: THIS BOOK HAS OVER 1K VEIWS AND THE SPECIAL IS LATE! I CAN'T DISAPPOINT! WHAT AM I GOING TO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO?!!!!!!!! *hyperventilating*
Natalie(Fandom_Lover_Strider): Calm down Exoticsushi! Breathe, in and out.
Me: *breathes deaply* *freaking out* I CAN'T LET DOWN MY FOLLOWERS, I'M SO DAMN BUSY AND THERE'S SO MUCH GOING ON! WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!
Natalie: well, we'll help you!
Creepypastas: WHAT?!
Natalie: Eyup!
Me: thank you so much! What should we do for the story?
Natalie: hmm... OH! I know! We should do a sad story involving you and the death of a loved one
Me: really?
Natalie: ya, people love to read sad things for no reason and cry!
Me: OK!
*1K SPECIAL START! Brought to you by Hanzo x Mccree)
(it's a song thingy)
My P.O.V
I laid down on my bed
*there's an empty room*
I cried as I remembered her.
*full of memories*
I got up and walked out of the house, I needed to get away.
*And everywhere I look*
I walked around the block as I started to cry even harder.
*is where we used to be*
I took out my phone and looked at the pictures of us as my teardrops flew everywhere.
*It's like a photograph, a moment froze in time*
I closed my eyes as I envisioned her. I clenched my fists
*I'm staring at your face, even when I close my eyes*
I fell to the ground and put my face in my hands as I started to ball
*Oh oh oh, where'd you go?*
I remember all the times you said we'd always be close.
*I thought you'd never leave*
"This is what I get, this is my fault..." I said as I looked up at the sky the reflected my mood, gloomy.
*oh oh oh, should've known*
"I could've stopped it..." I said grabbing a fistful of my hair.
*how much you mean to me*
I went back to my house and grabbed a knife, I toyed with it in my hands. My tear stained face showing no emotion
*Oh oh oh, where you are, is where I want to be*
"I never got to tell you..." I said as I put the knife to my wrist.
*so it's a shame you'll never really know*
I cut along my wrist and watched it bleed.
*I wish I could go back, and be with you again*
