Michael's P.O.V.
when we got home I remembered that I still had the rose Abby gave to me. I quickly took it out. I smiled thinking about Abby. I then climbed out of the window and ran across the highway to find her still clutching onto the rose. she lived 5 blocks away from our house. but to me it seemed like 2 hours. I groaned as I finally made it. I climbed up to her window and saw her sleeping peacefully. I climbed through and was now by her bedside, she woke up immediately. I smiled. she sat up until she looked into my eyes. "M-Mikey, why are you here?" she asked. I smiled. "I-I just wanted to give this back to you." I whispered. she took back the rose and smiled. "thank you." she said. she then leaned in, and kissed me. "I love you." she whispered as she pulled away. I blushed cherry red. "I-I love you t-too." I stuttered and blushed again. I heard footsteps, I immediately jumped out the window, yeah i know, I jumped out of the goddamn second floor window. but I overheard what or who that was, that was her mom. "sweetie, who are you talking to?" she asked Abby. "nothing mother, I was talking to myself." she lied. her mom left and I came to her room again. she smiled and kissed me again. this time I kissed back. I smiled and went to the window. "bye Michael." she said sleepily. I jumped out the window again...and made my way home, I love Abby Anderson...
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being the boy of creepypasta killers (love story)
Romancehello, my name is Michael woods, AKA Michael the killer creepypasta. I have a very good life. I don't have very many friends but that is alright, I have a new girl in my classroom and her name is Abby Anderson. she is so pretty, then she has a crush...
