I walked into my house seeing that monster. The last I saw him , he was clean , but this time his purple hoodie was stained with blood , his blue jeans was also stained and of coarse he wore his mask. His masked freaked me out at first. His mask was black that covered his whole face. There was a line in the middle , the right side was a painted red smile and a red eye , the left side was a frown painted blue and a blue eye. "What the hell are you doing here you monster." I snarled at him. "You only have a little while until you finally snap." He said. "Go away , don't come back , and leave me alone." I said to him. He didn't say a thing. And in a blink in an eye he left. I walked to my room thinking about what he said. "What do you mean by snap?"
I stared at the roof. I thought about Jessica on the floor. It should have made me feel guilty , instead it made me smile , made feel joyful. My thoughts were interrupted by shouting. "Little girl , why am I getting a call in the middle of the day , about you fighting an innocent girl."
Innocent my ass.
"She deserved it."
I said coming out of my room.
I felt the burn against my cheek.
"You were a mistake from the beginning! I should got rid of you when I had the chance! I hate you!"
She said stomping on me.
Hearing those words made me hear his voice. "Kill her." Sculptor said.
And I listened , my patience snapped.
I grabbed her foot and twisted it. She screamed in pain and fell to the floor. I got up and screamed, I saw a knife on the table and grabbed it. I jumped on her holding it to her throat. I sliced it perfectly all the way
through her stomach. It wasn't enough , I thought. I grabbed her origins , her spine , her heart , and her rib cage. And tore it out. I didn't feel regret , instead I felt happiness. The front door opened. I saw the terror on my father's face. I got up and walked up to him. By the time I left the house , both of my parents were dead and gutted alive. With the origins I spelled out "ARE YOU HAPPY?" I met Sculptor in the alley once more. "I told you would snap." He boasted. I gave him a look. "Know what?" I asked. "Know we gather my proxies." He said.
"Why?"
" I figured if Slenderman can have his own proxies and Zalgo can have his children or whatever , then I could make my own proxies. And by the way , your name is now Gutter since I've seen what you did."
He looked up at the , now dark sky.
"It's time for new killers. It's time for a new story."
He took of his mask , it was the first time. He had two different eye colors , blue and red , his black hair moved to his face , he brushed it away and held out hand to me.
"Let's go home."
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The Sculptors Proxies
HorrorPlease don't hate on my own creepypasta story and I would like it if it was made out of a amv , if there are any problems please tell and would like it if you guys would give me any ideals on the story of the sculptor. And I love bloody painter and...