We finally reached home. I run inside my room and jumped on my bed, lying on my bed.
"Can't believe what happened in school. I don't know if I'll survive those girls." I said to myself and still thingking wat happened in school.
It took me hours before I changed my uniform. It was 8:00 pm befre I changed my clothes. I wore a gray shirt whch was just fitted to me and a shorts. I went to my bed and lie down grabbing my ipod. I opened my wattpad and searched for some horror stories. There's this some stories that poped out. From all the stories that I've read, I always read a story about a person who was killed by some Creepypastas I think.
"What us Creepypasta anyway?" I asked myself.
"All I know is eating a pasta someday" I continued and laughed.
While I was laughing, a bird suddenly bumped it's head on my window.
"Aahhhhhhh! Okay okay. Sorry!" I screamed.
I looked at my window to see a bird. I think the bird just pumped it's head n my window."Oh My Gosh. Hlad it's just a bird. Wonder if the Creepypasta is real?" I asked myself.
I read some stories in Wattpad but more of the stories that I've readare about Jeff The Killer. They say he always roams around every night to kill people while they're asleep. And what bother'sme the most is what this guy Jeff always says to his victims which is "Go To Sleep."
I suddenly stopped reading this stories and creeped me out a little bit. I went to see my clock it was 11:00 pm.
"Man, I have to go to sleep." I said.
Right after I said it. I just remembered Jeff.
"Ugh! Why did I remember him! He's not even real is he?" I questioned myself.
"Never mind I'm going to sleep."
I closed my eyes and went to sleep. The next day, my alarm rang at 6:00 am."Ffuuuccckkk!!!!! School again?!" I complained
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How I Sacrificed My Past (Creepypasta)
HumorMy name is Lily Williams. It has always been a peaceful life for me and my family. But. Things haven't always been peaceful or happy, there are times when pain and suffering happens. "NO!" "Leave her alone!" "STOP IT!" Screams. Blood. Death. I'm...