𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒚𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 (Discontinued!!!!)

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 27

(Sorry for the Slow Updates. I'm just having trouble with the Plot. And I'm sorry that there's a lot of Parts to this Nightmare, my bad!)

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(Nightmare Part 5!)

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That sanity was gone... at least for a while... I think. I know I said that my last piece of sanity was gone... but I don't think it was. I think... there was one speck of sanity left in me.

Apparently, that piece of sanity wanted to stay apart of me.

I was in shock about what I had done to my parents. I was still in the room with them, my hands still covering my mouth in shock. My eyes welled up with tears, until I sobbed uncontrollably. I was practically chocking and gasping on my tears because of how hard I was crying.

I couldn't take this anymore. There was no one here, so I opened the window, and jumped out. Since it wasn't a two-story house, it was slightly more easy for me to escape.

But deep down... I knew that I couldn't escape from what I had done. I ran and ran, into the woods just ahead. My parents always hated having neighbors... so I guess they decided to live near the woods. Father did like hunting, so it made sense. Suddenly I stop in my tracks, feeling something inside me.

"Is this... my Creepypasta self, coming out?" I chocked out, clutching my chest in pain.

I couldn't scream, and I couldn't hardly breathe either, but still managed to get a couple of breathes here and there. My legs gave out and so did my body.

I fell onto the grass, near a small stream. I tried crawing my way to the stream, using all the force that I could bear, but I just... couldn't. My chest was burning as well as my head; it was like a migraine going at least a mile an hour.

It was killing me inside. I screamed in pain, clutching on hand on my head, scraping it; tiny bits of blood droplets pouring down. As well as the other hand, clutching my chest, but no blood, thankfully.

'Is this... the end... ?' I thought.

If this is how Creepypasta's form to be, then this is a literal Hell. But, nonetheless, this is a dream after all.

My eyes start to close and I feel very lightheaded. Finally, I couldn't move my body, let alone me eyes... I couldn't see. Let alone touch or hear.

Nothing. Just... complete silence.

Finally, my eyes close and I let the darkness consume me. I'm wondering if... I'll ever wake up.

Knowing..... that this might.... be my Creepypasta change.

After all... I did complete my unfinished business. If it wasn't that... then, I don't know what is.

But what I do know, is that... hopefully once I wake up, I'll be with my real family.