Ben pov (Because why not?)
I was just walking around the woods when I saw one of the new Creepypastas' who I think was Blue who was shouting "FUCK MY LIFE!"
'She?' Then but the tree in front of 'her' as it was cracking and snapping 'she?' froze. I instantly ran up to 'her?' (Imma stop now) and pushed her out of the way so the tree fell beside us.
"Are you okay?" I asked as I got up off of her as we scrambled to our feet. She then nodded and looked at the tree beside us.
I followed her gaze and back to her. "Your stronger then you look, I can say that. But maybe cut off the punching trees and maybe you won't nearly get killed by one."
She nodded again and we walked back to the mansion. As we got back Jeff, Jane and Red were in the living room.
Blue ran past them and to her new room. "What's up with her?" Red asked not so polite. I sighed and replied. "She nearly got killed by a tree, she punched it and it nearly fell in her I had to save her."
"Is she hurt?" Jane asked as I shrugged in response. "I don't know she said she wasn't, but I'm not sure." I then sat beside Jeff as he was playing the knife game while quietly humming along to the song.
(SOng is above, I just listened to this and now I'm addicted! XD Why did I do this to myself?)
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Fallen Angel
Mystery / ThrillerThe creepypasta story of the Fallen Angel. Sat in the schools bathroom stall crying to herself as she curls up In a ball, no one actually cares she's there. No one's coming, not even the teachers. What's the point of even living, you only make more...
