If you thought living in the same house as a bunch of killers was bad, trying living with a bunch of killers while you have no memory. That's right, I have amnesia, and am living in a mansion with Creepypastas, as they call themselves.
From what I've been told by Slenderman; he, Masky, and Hoodie found me passed out next to a well in the forest surrounding the mansion. When they found me they brought me back here and cared for me. When I woke up though, I for some reason was not frightened by their appearance like most would be. Though when asked for my name and why I was in the forest, my mind was a blank slate. Slender suggested that I stay with them until I regain my memory. As for a name, I was dubbed Jane Doe, since I didn't know my name, nor did I have anything on me that would ID who I am.
So since then, I have been known as Jane, and I still can't remember anything about myself. I won't be able to leave until my memories come back, so I'll be living here for awhile. I just hope that I remember who I am someday... Someday....
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Living with Creepypastas (hiatus/discontinued)
FanfictionWhen a young girl is found next to a well in the forest. Slenderman decides to take care of this mysterious girl until she can regain the memory she has lost. But will living with pysopaths bring her to her breaking point? And will she make it out a...
