When He's Jealous

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[f/n]= first name

When He’s Jealous

After spending more time at what I now know is dubbed the Creepypasta Manor (what the heck does Creepypasta mean?), not only have I become closer with my captor, but I’ve also become closer with the other residents. While it makes me question my sanity,  I’ve come to regard the Creepypastas almost like family. I’m starting to feel at home here, and I don’t know what that says about me. These people are killers! But I can’t help how I feel, so I’ll continue treating them like my family. That is, until the day they decide to kill me as well.

Slenderman:

I turn another page of the book, completely absorbed in the story. After finding out I like horror stories, Slendie had bothered to bring me a few books of the horror genre. Sadly, though, I’m on the last one he had brought me, and it’s at its end. I reach the suspenseful climax, clinging to the book as I read the book’s final page. Finished...I sigh as I shut the book. Slendie is still not home yet, and now I have nothing to read. What shall I do now?

“Hey there, [f/n],” someone greets me. I turn around to find Ben smirking at me.

“Hey, Ben,” I greet him. “What’s up?”

“Nothing,” he responds. “I’m bored out of my little digital mind.”

“As am I,” I sigh. An idea occurs to me. “Oh, I know! Want to play video games with me to pass the time?”

“Sure, I’ve got nothing better to do,” he replies with a shrug. He grins at me evilly. “But I warn you, games with me don’t turn out the way they should.”

I grin at him. “That’s fine!” I respond. I’m curious as to what he means!

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    “That’s so cool!” I cry as Luigi’s head explodes into a mess of blood and brain matter. Ben had stocked up on video games once I had beaten Majora’s Mask. We are currently playing Mario, with Ben as Mario and me as Luigi. However, with Ben’s adjustments, the characters tend to die very gruesome deaths, and the monsters act much more viciously than they had before. It’s like I’m playing a horror game, and I’m enjoying every minute of it.

“It shouldn’t be cool, I’m winning you know,” Ben says smugly. We’re competing to see who can die less, and so far, Ben is way ahead of me.

I scowl at him. “I’m sure you’re cheating! You’re rigging the game so the monsters don’t attack you as much!” I accuse him.

“Nuh uh, I’m just better than you!” he declares as he smashes in the head of a Koopa, its blood splattering.

I return my attention back to the game in determination. “We’ll see about that!” I challenge him.

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“No!” I cry when Ben passes the finishing point. I lost!

“Ha! Victory is mine!” Ben whoops. “In your face, loser!”

I glower at him as he performs a victory dance. “You...you...cheater!” I growl as I tackle him to the floor. “Admit it, you cheated!”

“No way!” he laughs as he struggles to get me off of him. I pound my fists against him lightly.

“Cheater, cheater, cheater!” I whine.  

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