Creepypasta Oneshots/Preferences

How You Meet

J E F F

You knew him your whole life when you heard about the accident, it broke your heart— the boy you loved — was gone. Sighing, releasing swirls of hot air in the night's coolness, wrapping the (colour) hoodie to try and retain some warmth. "Why did it have to be him?— of all people— him?" tugging at the strings of the hoodie, when you heard a thud.

Turning around you caught a glimpse of raven black hair, and in the moonlight you saw a smile cut into the cheeks. You reacted quickly, getting into a fighting stance, "What do you want?!" You yelled, trying to come across brave, despite the nerve growing in the pit of your stomach. "You dead on the floor." The voice replied, in the moonlight you saw the gleam of a metal blade. "You'll have to fight me first." I retorted, sniggering slightly.

"Y/N, is that you?" the voice asked.

"Who are you?" You growled.

"Jeff— don't you remember?" His heart shattering at the girl's lost memory of his voice.

"How do I know it's you?" You questioned, raising a brow, hands still up protecting yourself. "You love (Favourite Band) and tried to get me to go to a concert—" You eyed him up and down, "Jeff... Is it really you?" a sigh escaped his lips.

"For god's sakes Y/N— Yes!" he yelled, knocking the knife out of his hand so he didn't hurt you, a sob escaped your lips and he bought you into his arms. "I missed you." Then you hit him, "Why didn't you call me— dickhead!" He chuckled lightly, "I guess I deserved that." he rubbed the sore spot where you hit him. Suddenly, the warmth he just provided left, the knife was picked up, and he departed. Muttering, "I'll see you soon Y/N."

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B E N

Your friend had brought over a massive box of his/her old games that you should play. Rummaging through the box, you found a cartridge. A note was stuck onto it, and written untidily was 'THOUGHT YOU MIGHT LIKE IT :)' You had loads on consoles, thanks to work (at a game shop) you got discounts and stuff like that. Legend Of Zelda: Majora's Mask. You were about to create a new game when you stumbled upon a file that was already there. BEN. You clicked on it, when the screen went white then went black quickly. Glitch? Writing appeared slowly.

YoU       ShoUldN't      oF        dOnE      thAt                 Y/N

"Very funny, F/N." going to switch it off, when the Nintendo console shocked you, "Ow." You muttered, then slouched back on the sofa when the TV started to glitch, "What the hell is going on?" You muttered aloud. A small hand came out of the TV, "FUCK It's Samara— She's come for me! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eat the last cookie!" Throwing a pillow from the sofa at the TV, a laugh then the thing said "I'm not Samara..." I looked up to see Link from Legend of Zelda, but—dead. "Oh my god! It's Link from LOZ!" You squealed, jumping up down, "I'm not Link." He sighed, "I'm Ben." He smirked, as you recalled the file name. BEN. "Oh, well nice to meet you, but if I am about to die —"

"—No you aren't, I'm here." He winked, "—of lack of sleep." You finished, I winked at him, turning his cheeks red and maybe mine... maybe. He disappeared and on the screen were the words,

I'lL      bE        bACk

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E Y E L E S S       J A C K

Sitting on a small bench by your window, gazing into the night sky. The cool breeze on your face was refreshing. "Gosh, the world can be so horrible but beautiful at the same time." you said aloud, a small smile appearing on your face.