Benny walked out of the pixeled world hastily. Her breathe was hitched, sharp, and deep. It seemed like something normal to say, prank about. But lockers? Creepypasta were made out of tragic stories... There is no way there was a person that was like you.. Unless they were a Doppleganger. Shivers ran through the blondes back as she dashed out of the room. Black eyes widened she pushed everyone aside, if Red knew this... Who else did.. First thing was first, she had to ask-- "Jess! Where's Jess?!" She yelled infront of The Rakes face, earning a loud screech, Benny inhaled deeply and glared at the humanoid. "I don't care if you feel in danger! Where... Is.. Jess?!" She yelled once again, thick red blood coming out of her eyes. This usually happened when she was very mad, or stressed. She snapped and turned around, cussing everything out. The next option was SlenderWoman.
"SlenderWoman! Come here right fucking now!" Benny yelled at a door, the room of SlenderWoman. The midget was suddenly grabbed by something sticky, and she turned around, face to face with the tall humanoid.
"I do not like you disrespecting me." It spoke rather harshly.
Benny scoffed in response, and showed her the middle finger. "I don't give a rat's ass about your opinion." She spoke loudly,
"Tell me why are there lockers in a room, with different names! She yelled this time, the timing was very tense but she was very confused. She was more angry than she though. What she didn't expect was Slendy apologizing.
"I'm sorry, Benny..."
She tilted her head to the side, when she felt a sharp pain on the side of her neck when she suddenly blacked out and fell on the floor unconscious.
You mustn't know the truth...
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Reflection (Discontinued)
FanfictionIn another dimension, where the fellow male creepypasta's were females encountered a strange, magical mirror. Could that mirror possibly mean the disappearance of the creepypastas, or a new kind of story?
