I wake up and I get out of the bed. I walk down stairs to see all of them staring at me." fuck. No way get me out" I yell at the them. " sit down, Anna and we will talk about why you can't leave." Ben says. there was a spot next to him and hoodie. I sit down nervisly. " you have to pass this only test ok, kill someone today that's all you have to do" Ben says and my mouth drops. " no I can't, not on innersint people people" I say. " it's the only way you can live, or we will kill you...sorry" he says. " than i rather die then to live by killing someone" I say. he sighs. "well I guess I'll have to kill you..." he sighs. he waits for my answer. in fact everyone does. "well go on and kill me, what you waiting for?" I says. " what. I thought you didn't want to die" he says. " why is it hard for you to kill me, you do this often so go ahead" I say. he thinks for a while. " No, your going to kill someone of you like it or not" he says. " no you can't make me" I yell. " Tough now pick some one to kill." he says. " I pick me, I'll kill my self" I say and grabb a knife that was near me. I was ready to stab my guts when he held it. " let go" I yell but he dosnt. "no your not firing now if kill someone I will kill everyone you care about" he says and I let go of the knife. " damn it I hate you..." I mumble to my self. " Go find a girl named Tilly McGwire. bring her here ok" I say. " I'm doing it, but I won't kill her just knock her out." jeff says and runs out. " why her?" bens asks. " my friend suffers from depression because of her" I say.
Later that day...
Jeff came back with her. she was screaming and yelling to let her go. everyone was around her. " go away you freaks" she yells. I then step forward. " anna, my bestie, my favorite girl can you please help me?" she asks sucking up to me. " fuck no bitch" I say and stab her quickly. I got up a little shocked and everyone cheered. I bend back down and pick up her phone. I smash it.
Later that day I was silent in my room, thinking how I killed her. - knock knock- I hear someone knocking on the door. I say come in and it does. it was jeff. " great kill, feel better?" he asks. " no, I want to go home now please" I say crying. he put his arms around me but I push them off. " you got me in this bloody mess get me out of it" I yell at him. he gets up. " I'm sorry I can't, understand that now your a creepypasta" he say and walks out. what have I done?.
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Creepypasta is real
RomanceIt's always been stories about them but what if a group of kids age 11 to 14 actually did kill people like the creepypastas. They stole the creepypastas fake identify and say there they real ones to leave there bad life behind. And what if they want...