All my life I thought everything to be silly or a total joke. Except for the day my sister...died.
It was Me, my parents and my sister, Wendy were all sitting in the living room, Wendy... couldn't speak. Yes, She was a mute. But anyway we were watching our favorite horror movie, Friday the 13th, when we heard a knock at the the door, My mom answered and no one was there...well except for a crumpled up piece of paper that read,
' burn in the way I have. '
a riddle? Who knows.
Sorry. anyway mom decided we had some kind of enemy. My parents thought I was mature enough to watch my lil' sis while they went to the store. We locked all of the doors, because of how paranoid I was/am, they left. Mistake. I mean honestly! I was only thirteen...
Later that night our parents still weren't home. our dog, Tribal, started barking like nuts... I noticed a smell.... smoke... And that could only mean...
" Wendy! There's a fire, we gotta get out of here...n-now... " I began to stutter. ' we ' ran out of the door,
" Wendy! We made it- Wendy?! " Our house exploded. I dropped down to my knees...
" Wendy...no. "
That was four years ago....
Present day
January 18th, 2014
4:17 a.m.
I woke up to an alarming noise... a scream perhaps? Anyway I raced down the stairs in a hurry.
" Mother!?!? " I screeched at the sight, my mother laying, dead, in a pool of blood with a figure hovering just above her getting ready to stab her one last time, I saw as he put his knife toward the inside of her mouth.
" Go to sleep and I'll make you...Beautiful. " He said to my mother's corpse.
As everything went black I could see him grinning like the pschotic freak he is. He began walking close to me.
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Jeff the Killer, make me beautiful (creepypasta)
FanfictionHere's just a little something that's been bugging me. # Enjoy Oh and i almost forgot...Jeff says... " Go...to...sleep. " Don't go to sleep...at least not until you read this book, ♥♪#B.K.K.#♪♥
