It was a normal day. Well I keep seeing a pale white figure, that I saw. I was walking home. I saw an old abandoned park. I sat on the rusty swing. It creaked. It felt like I was being watched. I started to walk back home to my mother Amanda, she loved me. She has blue icy eyes with a black bob hair cut. She Is recovering a divorce with my father. Shes was so sweet shes dating somebody but I forgot his name. She Was Pregnant.
Uggh. My Name Is Elizabeth Grey. I'm Thirteen years old, with black long hair. I have blue eyes just like my mother but not that icy. I have three brothers and three sisters. My mom is eight months pregnant with twins, we don't know the sex she wants it to be a surprise. I just got home from school and the park and my mom yelled for me "Elizabeth Grey, get in here right now!" I came running in the living room. I saw 'Creepypasta, huh? I'll see you later tonight' written in blood. I love Creepypasta, cats, Black Veil Brides. "Wha-at is this" I asked stuttering a little. She gave me a fake sarcastic look on her face. Having her hands going up to her cheeks and giving me an 'o' shape mouth. "Ouhh, You don't know what this is? Your the only one in this house that likes Creepypasta." She yelled across the room throwing me the phone. It dropped , but didn't make a noise.
As I went to get the phone I gasped and screamed. Since my brothers or sisters wasn't home my mom came running in to see why I screamed. She gasped and whispered “ Call the police” I did without any hesitation. There on the ground are my neighbours ‘The Watson’ family layed there with cut smiles on their faces and there eyelids were burnt off. I heard the police sirens getting closer. Then a police officer pulled me away from them. He gave me a ride to the police station.
“Okay sweetie, can you tell us what happened?” one of the police officers said as he had a sorry look on his face. I nodded. I told him “ I just got home and my mother yelled for me. She was in the living room I went in. It said ‘Creepypasta, huh? I’ll see you later tonight.’ Then my mom had tossed me the phone over and I missed catching it. It fell and hit the floor the weirdest part was I didn't hear a noise from it hitting the ground. So I went over there to see what it hit, or what over there.” I paused. “There my neighbours bodies laid on the floor dead, the Watsons I screamed then my mom came running in to see what happened, She called the police. I noticed they had smiles cut into there face and there eyelids they were burnt off. then I just stood there thinking what happened? Then you guys showed up.” I stopped.
The police officers gave me a ride home. When I got home. My brothers and sisters asked me what happened? But i didn't answer them, all I did was just went to bed. I jumped on my bed I was too lazy to get into my pj’s on. I fell asleep fast! I woke up to see my window was opened. I thought to myself did I open my window? I went up and closed it. I got back in bed and I felt like i was being watched. Then I kept thinking about the not on the wall. See you tonight. It was a lie, I thought. I woke up around 6 am. I got ready for school. A week later all this stuff happened : Go to school, Sleep, Have bad dreams, Window opened, And having a feeling of being watched.
Since its been a week from when it’s happened. I woke at 12:31am. This time my window was opened larger than last time. I got up and and closed it and went back to bed when I saw a shadow. I looked around. When I got up I heard a faint laughter. Then a figure stepped out of the corner of my room. The figure had black shoulder length hair, Kinda emoish. No eyelids. Then he had a smile cut through to make it bigger, That nobody would forget. When I saw his smile the first thing I thought of was….. the Watsons.
The figure was staring into my soul. He started to laugh like a mad man, He was taller than me. I was short. “Aren't I pretty?” Said the figure. I didn't know what to say at this time. “Ummm.” Is the only thing that came out. He launched himself at me. I fell to the ground with him on top of me. He was wearing black dress pants and a white hoodie jacket. He pulled out his kitchen knife. He put the tip of the knife on my stomach. He gripped it and yelled “GO. TO. SLEEP.” At this moment he pushed the knife into my stomach then he did it two more times. HE got up and leaving me there as he climbed out of the window. Then I realized that was ‘Jeff The Killer’. Then I blacked out.
