Soul Mates?~Jeff The Killer Love story~

Chapter One

I needed to get out!!! I cant take it any fucking longer! my parents beat me and say im useless and a mistake, and threaten to send me to my real dads house: witch is worse cause he WILL beat me to death, i mean he use to anyways...

i sigh and pop the screen out of my window. i check my makeup (just eyeliner and mascara) and fix my hair, throw on my black converse with skull laces, my blood red hoodie that i love with all m life and it is my favorite color. i grab my knife (for emerginces) and put it in the hoodie pocket. i grab my phone and my Ipod and put in my headphones blasting "king for a day" by Pierce the Veil ft Kellin Quinn and lock my bedroom door. i climb out the window shutting it softly behind me and jump to the ground. i sigh and brush myself alitle. i start walking to my favorite spot in this awful town. i live Washington state and its sooo boring. anyways i head to the park not far from he hell hole im forced to call home. i sit on the swings and think for a while... 'why does my parents, wait no... everyone in this whole fucking town hate me?' i swear one day im going to take my favorite fucking knife to their throats and slice it open, stab their hearts a million times, and say " go to hell,but im already there"

i alwas think of these things. sometimes i think im insane, actually i know im insane. i start to swing slowly humming to the song witch is now "Everywhere I Go" by Hollywood Undead. i jump as i feel something cold touch my shoulder. i grab the handle of my knife but its to late. i had something wrapped around me, more like eight things wrapped around me , and someone with a knife similar to mine in his or her hand. i look at the thing with the knife and i was wearing a white hoodie and the est of its outfit was black including the dudes hair. "GO.TO.SLEEP." it said. the creature that was holding me sighed " we want her alive remember?" the guy in front of my sighed and took off his hood. i gasped, " your jeff!! jeff the killer!!" i was a huge fan of creepypasta especially Jeff ," es... i am.. and fine ..... GO TO SLEEP.... FOR NOW!!!" and with that i was out because he hit me with the handle of his knife.