Creepypasta Stories

Apocalypse

Sooooo. This is kinda my first time posting my writing on the inter-web. I hope it's not boring and that it's easy to understand what's going on. It's written in a sort of letter style thing. It's set somewhere in the 1600s. Like when the plague was and stuff. SO ANYWAYS THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING AND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. ID APPRECIATE IT IS ANYONE WERE TO GIVE ME SOME FEEDBACK? KAY THANK. BYE

Hello, Annabeth.

Me and Ellie have just arrived in London, England. We hope you have not been worrying about us too much. Don't want you losing your hair now, do we? We are fine and dandy as ever. Ellie has made a new friend, Ellie says that she looks like the mouse we've got at home. It's a little bigger than I expected, but, what can you do? If I'd've gone an' said "no" she would for sure dislike me even more than when I told her we had to leave you back in Ireland. Anyways, we've been good. Tell Thomas that me and Ellie will be home as soon as possible.

Love, Finnegan Fitzroy.

Dear , Annabeth.

I hadn't meant for her to see. She was curious and I had been a fool to think she wouldn't rebel. I feel as though I am a failure as a father. If you are wondering what this message is about, well, Ellie had seen something I never could have imagined. She claimed that she wanted to go out for some fresh air, I, of course let her go by herself. I shouldn't have Anna. I should have gone with her. She... She saw them. The sick, she couldn't handle it. I couldn't even handle it. Annabeth, I apologize, I'm sorry I'm not there sooner than I was supposed to be. She has nightmares every night, she wakes up screaming, crying, saying that they told her she... She was next. I told her she shouldn't believe The Sick. They are called sick for a reason. She won't listen to me anymore. She lost Flynn- her pet mouse- I told her we could get a new one. She didn't care. I wish I could help her Annabeth, I really wish I could.

Love, Finnegan Fitzroy.

Something terrible has happened to Ellie. The doctors day she has something that has been going around for a while. When they told me that, I couldn't breathe, I didn't hear what else they were saying. I knew. She is one of them now- or she is becoming one of them. I can't handle it. I think one of the doctors told me we have to "put her down". I don't get how they think a teenage girl, is a dog. She looks really pale right now. I can see how fast she's turning. I know that we're going to have to... kill her. I need you and Thomas to come right now.

Finnegan Fitzroy

Annabeth.

I am sorry. So, so sorry. I know what I have to do now. She is still on the table we attached her to after she, attacked you. I may or may not have burned down the building in a fit of rage. Thomas has long gone. He said he couldn't forgive me after what I did. I knew you would have too, if, if I wasn't so stupid... You'd be alive telling me in that adorable accent of yours that "it isn't your fault". But you're not here, with me. Trying to survive. I'm sorry. Here I am standing on the edge of a cliff. Waiting... Waiting for some sort of sign that you forgave me and that I could survive this without you and find a cure. I'm leaning closer as I write this. One foot over. Next foot.

THE END

So... I hope that was at least decent? I am only in middle school. Don't judge. I really do want your feedback. Or if something confuses you? ask me about it and we can stay up all night to the best one-shot ever? just kidding I'm not good at writing. At. All. Okay well. That's that.

Dubai... Xoxo ~Peaceskies!