You had just woken up trying to remember what happened. 'Oh dear Lord', you thought, you had just ducked into the forest after running... from. The. Cops. Well, that was a... lovely little story that just kept replaying in your head like a broken record.
You were walking home after going to a friends birthday party the other day. It was almost sunset. Your parents were also out- probably just at the local bar with friends or sitting at home watching Weirder Things. (No copyright here.) After thinking you suddenly felt like something was wrong- horror movie wrong. You started walking faster and faster, about a minute or two you were full on booking it to your house. 'One more turn', you thought. *BANG*... *BANG*, gun shots! As you turned the corner you saw a man holding a gun in his pocket leave your house. You ducked behind a tree, no, you were the tree.
As you saw him turn off into the direction of the bar you ran to your house, two windows shattered. 'No no no no no...' you opened the door. In the hall you saw your father holding onto the fire poker. Dead, a bullet to the head, his blood staining his forehead, his eyelids covering his dark hazel eyes, his bottom lip was bleeding like he had been punched. Then I heard someone cough.
Mom. You ran into the living room tears screaming to let them flow down you cheecks. She had a picture of all of you smiling at your last Christmas party in her left hand. She was smiling as she finally breathed your name. Then she left this world, her chest bleeding as she was struck between the ribs, blood now flowing over her peach sweater, her lips twisted into a small, weak smile. (Your Name) was her last word, you stood up and walked up to your room.
You slowly changed into a white flowy dress, white flats, and you put your (hair length)(hair colour) hair into a loose ponytail. You put on white gloves that went up to your forearm- it looked nice with your (skin tone) toned skin.
You packed a backpack with three water bottles, a wallet, a change of clothes... and a knife from your kitchen. As you walked out your back door you heard police cars. You hopped two of your neighbors fences and then, then a cop car spotted a 'suspicious' girl and I ran. At some point during the day I must of ate a fucking power mushroom from Maario (Nope, no copy right!) and ran, and ran I did- into the forest where cars can't drive. Not bragging but, uh, genius right here.
I eventually claimed a tree as mine and fell asleep, fresh blood on my mind as I fell into darkness.
You had been thinking of this for, maybe, an hour and thirty-three minutes. Sitting in a half- way-there cris-cross applesauce position, hands on either side of you, and you were looking pretty dead yourself. Then something broke you out of your trance, there stood a man looking down at you, all he said was,"Hey..."
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Second Family [Creepypasta x Reader]
FanfictionA Creepypasta x Reader: After the murder of your (first) family you decide you have no where to go. You were a nobody who had to make quick decisions to get out of situations, which led you to meet a group of... colourful characters. You being the c...