How You Two Met

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Teenage Sally

You were at your house on a Saturday night. You and a couple of friends were playing Call of Duty on your XBox Ones.(Bc Play Station has ass graphics and we all now it)Suddenly, you heard a sound upstairs, like someone had just fallen. "Hang on guys, I'll be right back,"you told your friends. "Okay (Y/N), but come back soon. We're getting massacred out here." "Yeah, yeah," you responded. "Like you guys let me live last time. In that case, I'll take my time with this." "Fuck you dude." "Fuck you too, Jared." After walking to the origin of the sound, your room, you saw a girl, who looked to be about your age, wearing a pink dress, holding a teddy bear, on the floor. You attempted to slowly close the door and pretend like you never saw that, but the girl stopped you. "Wait..." she said. "You're a jerk." "I know," you responded. "Which is why I'm going to pretend like I never saw you." "HELP ME!" she screamed. "Okay okay, jeez," you responded. After eventually helping her up, she thanked you and you two started talking. "Thanks. My name's Sally, by the way." "Hey. I'm (Y/N). Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you too." "Wanna hang out sometime." "i don't know if i wanna hang out with a jerk like you." "What the hell. C'mon, please," you begged. "Fine," she reluctantly agreed. "But no funny business, okay?" "Okay." You two started to hang out for awhile, but you could tell she still thought you were a jerk.

Jane the Killer

You were meeting up with your friend, Jeff the Killer.(Yes, you two are friends, don't judge my writing decisions.) While you two were in the middle of talking, some girl, who you assumed Jeff knew, came rushing at you two with a knife. "Holy shit, RUN (Y/N)!" Jeff screamed. "Why?" you asked. "Some crazy bitch is running at us. I may or may not know who she is." "Jeff, what'd you do now?" "Nothing...okay maybe something...okay I did something but that's not the point, RUN FASTER DAMMIT I DON'T HAVE MY KNIFE WITH ME RIGHT NOW AND I'M NOT TRYING TO GET SHISH-KABOBED." "Okay, I get it, you did something, again, and now we're gonna die, sheesh, enough yelling." Just then, the girl spoke."JEFF, YOU AND YOUR FRIEND GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW! I'M GONNA KILL YOU BOTH!" You stopped, as Jeff kept running, and you grabbed the girl. You took her aside and asked her a couple of questions. "Who are you?" you asked. "Your death." she responded. She tried to stab you, but you jumped out of the way, and gave her a hug, so she would probably stop, and so Jeff could keep running. She accepted the hug, and hugged you back. You tried asking her again. "Now again, who are you?" "Fine. My name's Jane. And you are?" "(Y/N). You're cute, by the way. Wanna hang out sometime?" "Thanks, yes I would, and I have to go right now." She said as Jeff ducked into the bushes next to you two, like an idiot. She heard this, and jumped in after him. Poor Jeff.

Nina the Killer

You were sitting peacefully in you room, listening to Kill Everyone, when suddenly, a girl with white skin and pink tints in her hair grabbed you. She was about to kill you as she said, "Go to sleep, my prince." "No thanks," you said as you rolled to the side and threw her off. After that, you sat on her and waited. "Okay, okay, I give, please get up!" she shrieked. "Okay, jeez that was loud. Lucky for you, my parents are dead." "I'll kill you, and impress Jeff." "Jeff the Killer?" you asked. "Yeah,"she responded, "I love him." "I have a friend who knows Jeff. I know him too. Pretty insane." "Well, let me get back to it,"she said as she tried again. "Nope," you responded by tripping her. "Please let me kill you, and stop making my face meet the floor." "No, sorry, but I'm gonna live. Wanna hang out, maybe." "If you can get me closer to Jeff, then yes." "Fangirl much? I'm (Y/N)." "I'm Nina, can i kill you now?" "Pretty unstable friendship there, Nina." You said, as you could only imagine how quick it would be before she needed another meeting with the floor.

Judge Angels

You were taking a walk through the woods at night when suddenly,(a skeleton popped out jk)you found a girl lying on the floor, motionless. You took her home, because you didn't want to see someone dead...at least not by your hands. You were a creepypasta, who was born as a freak to most. You're eyes were purely black, and you slowly went insane. So you did the only logical thing, grabbed a small knife, sharpened it until it was sharper than a razor blade, and killed everyone. "Hey," you said. "Wake up. If you're dead, then it'd be a shame, since I didn't kill you. I'm a murderous angel so nothing makes sense. So wake up." Finally, she woke up. "Where am I?" she asked. "My house," you responded, sharpening your knife. "I found you passed out in the woods, so I brought you here." She just picked up a sword she had and attempted to kill you, but then, she saw your eyes. "You're eyes. They're..." "Just like yours, yeah I know. I'm an devil of sorts, at least to my standards," you said. She didn't say anything, but instead gave you a hug, and started crying. You instinctively hugged back. Then, she talked. "I thought I was all alone, the only freak on this planet. I can't believe it. There's actually someone like me here," she said, in between sobs. "Hey, you're no freak. I've had this my entire life. I'm used to it by now. I'm (Y/N). If you want, you can stay here." "Really? I would love to. Thank you (Y/N). I think I'll love it here." "Me too." you said. You couldn't help but feel happy for once, because you actually felt normal for the first time.

Clockwork

You were sleeping in your bed one day, and you got up a little late. You woke up to the sound of a clock ticking. When you completely woke up, you found that someone was sleeping next to you. To add onto that, it was a girl!(Nope nope nope nope nope! Red flags raised. Stop drop and fucking roll boys!)Good thing you were a calm and composed person, so when they woke up, you said, "Hey. Good morning," and went back to sleep like it was any other Tuesday. Surprisingly, she responded. "Good morning," she said. "I'm Natalie Outlette, or Clockwork." and she followed your lead and went right back to sleep. About two hours later, your mom walked in, and said, "Oh, sorry, I didn't know I was interrupting Cuddle Time. Introduce me to her later, (Y/N)." and she left. You both woke up again, and since you didn't get embarrassed easily, you told Clockwork, "Alright, you heard the lady, it's apparently 'Cuddle Time'." You inched closer, and she just got more and more irritated. "Back away, now," she said, pretty clearly. "Well, alright. I assume you heard my mom, but just in case you didn't, my name- is that a clock in your eye?" "Yep." "Well anyway, since you're already in my bed, wanna hang out sometime," you asked, not even double checking for the name thing. "Sure," she responded , "I would like to." "Great. Now let me introduce you to my mom as I fabricate an obvious, yet unnoticeable lie so you don't get arrested."

Laughing Jill

When you were going back home from the carnival, you noticed a strange looking tent. It had no color, only black and white stripes, and it said, in big letters, "JILL'S TENT". You decided to look around inside, and it was relatively big. You didn't see anyone, so you just shouted, "Hello. Uh...Jill...are you here? My name's (Y/N), and I would like to see you, if that's okay. You suddenly heard footsteps coming down the stairs inside, (Yes, there were stairs inside) and then, out of nowhere, a girl, who looked like she was your age, dragged you further inside. She sat you down, and started talking. "Hi! I'm Laughing Jill! Welcome to my tent. Want some tea, uh..." "(Y/N)," you told her. "Right right...(Y/N)...so would you like some tea? I haven't had a visitor in awhile." "I guess I would." "Great! Say, if you wanna hang out some more sometime, I'll be right in here, in my tent." "Okay, thanks. I'll be sure to drop by sometime." The sad truth was, you had no friends. You were actually pretty intimidating to most people, so they didn't dare bother you or annoy you, because they were scared of you. So having a friend for once finally made you feel good, like you were actually a human being. "Thanks Jill." you said. "No problem. If you need anything, then this faded black-and-white clown will be there for you." You could barely contain your joy of this moment, and would make sure to come back tomorrow.

Kate the Chaser

You were walking through the woods,(Guess creepypasta girls just grow on trees now?)and noticed you were finally back in Slenderman's forest. Slenderman was your friend, who you had met when you were 5, and now you were 16. You two got along well, and he actually let you live at Slender Mansion, which is where you currently lived. You were trying to get back home to go sleep. All of your time spent in Slender Mansion drove you to finally becoming a creepypasta, and you had just returned from a murder spree. Just then, in the tree, was the person who lived in the room next to you, Kate, or "Kate the Chaser". You had a huge crush on Kate, but everyone was jealous of you for being so close to Slender. She was the only one who defended you. Eventually, you got along with everyone else, but you still liked Kate. She was waiting in a tree. Seemingly waiting for you. As soon as you were about to cross, she jumped on you and said, "Welcome back. How did it go (Y/N)?" "Good and tiring, Kate," you responded, "good and tiring." "That's good. C'mon, let's go back, everyone's waiting for dinner." "Why do I have to be the cook?" "Because no one else can, (Y/N). We all forgot it in order to learn how to murder." "Jesus Christ. Fine. Just get off of me and I can go." "Great," Kate said. "maybe we can even hang out after dinner's done." "Maybe I can sleep," you said, which was an obvious lie. You knew you wanted to hang out with Kate, you were just playing it cool. "Nope," Kate said. "Hangout first, sleep after, okay?" "Okay fine," you seemingly reluctantly agreed, but were actually very excited, so you guys went back, made dinner, ate it, then hung out, just as planned.

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