I tried my to get out of his grip, but he didn't budge. I groaned as we entered a room with a lot of girly clothes. I almost just jumped off a cliff if there was one near. I felt the bloodlust or whatever it was in my chest and it was bad. I needed to hurry this up, so I could go. Trender set me down and started pulling out outfits. He handed me them and told me to try then on. "But I don't like it! Their crappy clothes!" Trender gasped at me in an over dramatic offended way. I dropped the clothes and started for the door when I got a shiver down my spine. "Your going to try on the outfits and like! If I hear one more bad word out of you I'm going to get anger and no one likes me when I'm anger..." I turned and picked up the clothes. "How about I try them on?" He nodded and I felt my eye twitch. Trender looked at me weirdly. Oh my god can't it just wait!? As I went to the bathroom to change I felt the feeling burning everywhere. I tried not to, but my eye kept twitching. I went out in a dark pink shirt with a pink and white stripped shirt. I went out and showed him. "Now go free child! Go and show your cuteness to the world!" I frowned and went out either way. I noticed that most of the people were going to their rooms. I frowned, but then realized Toby hadn't came back yet. I smiled and slipped into his room. I saw his hatchets on a high shelf. I pouted knowing I was too short to get them. I then got an idea. I piled things up and then climbed on top of it. I finally was about to get it when Toby entered. "Well crap!" I thought as we had a stare down. I quickly grabbed one of his hackets and jumped out the window. "Cya bitch!" I yelled as I jumped because I have such a great vocabulary. I landed with a roll and then headed to the towns. It's driving me crazy! I...just...have to....KILL....
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Thanks for 100 reads! I decide to make this short because I'm lazy today and I'm tired and a bunch of other excuses! Bai killer monks!
~Monkey
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A New Family (CreepyPasta X Child Reader)
FanfictionYour four years old and when you run away from your abusive parents you find some interesting people with some interesting looks and interesting jobs. I'm saying interesting too much, I know that I'm bad at descriptions Screw off and don't judge. Yo...
