Creepypasta oneshots

Golden Strings > B

Art above is not mind credit to the original artist

Warning > Self harm suicide just a whole lot of trigger warnings and angst! And heavy langue(maybe)

You couldn't believe your ears your aunt really is trying to send you to therapy really! You where Enraged how dare she even think she knows what's best for you.

"Who are you to decide if I need help or not doesn't her death upset you to! She was your fucking sister!" You lashed out towards your aunt. Her eyes shown hurt but you didn't care you pushed past her and ran out of the house.

You didn't grab anything as you left you just needed to get out. Unconsciously you arrived at a lake your mother always use to take you to. Nobody was around you where by yourself just staring into the water. You didn't realize it till a ripple hit the water but you where crying. You wiped away your tears before looking back into the water your breath hitched in the reflection you saw a man behind you. He had black hair and golden eyes and gray skin and it seemed something golden was coming out of his fingertips?

You turned around instantly only to find nothing you looked back in the water but alas his reflection was gone. You decided on the fact you just imagined it. It was about nighttime when you started to head back to your aunts house from the lake. You had stepped in and heard silent cry's from the kitchen but it wasn't your problem. You walked up to your room and closed your eyes but no matter how much you twisted and turned you couldn't fall asleep.

You had decided to go down to the kitchen for a drink or something it was about 2 am at night. As you walked down to the kitchen you felt like you where being watched but you shrugged it off. You opened the fridge and started looking around. You decided on F/D
(F/D = favorite drink) and started to chug it down as you walked back up to your room.

You entered your room but the air felt cold like as cold as a freezer. You looked around trying to see if a window was open when you stopped dead in your tracks. Your window was wide open it wasn't like that before. You went over and closed it and started checking your room for anything. You found nothing so you shrugged it off and climbed back into bed. You took one last sip of your F/D and passed out.

You awoke back in your old home. You where confused you where in your original bed when your mother walked in.

"Sweetie come on breakfast it ready you better get ready before you miss the bus." She told you smiling. In your daze you got up and walked after her towards the dining room your bacon and eggs lying there on a plate in a smiley face. You sat down and started eating until suddenly you where right on the road. You saw your mother on the sidewalk, you went to say something when you saw it a car swerve off the road heading right for your mother. You couldn't talk or maybe even breath it felt like the whole world stopped as you saw the card collide with your mother.

*𝙏𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙂𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂*
You woke up breathing heavily fresh tears rolling down your face. You looked over at the clock it was about 5 am. You started crying more and more as your dream settled in. That's when you noticed something by your F/D. It was a razor blade you don't remember owning one but yet there it was just sitting there. You don't know what came over you but you reached over and grabbed the blade. You pulled up your pajama sleeve and started sliding the blade along your flesh.

Blood Oozed out of your right arm as you made 7 lines. You moved to your other arm and made the same amount of lines and you just watched as the blood flowed down your arm. You weren't even dazed the pain felt nice. You went to the bathroom to wash off the blood. You had turned off the sink and looked up in the mirror and froze. There again in your reflection was the man you saw at the lake except he was smiling a little to wide. You turned around and like before nobody was there.

You walked back into your room a bit paranoid from the man in the mirror. You got back into bed but found yourself just staring at the ceiling as thoughts went through your head.

"You're useless"

"You're ugly"

"It's your fault your mother died."

(I can hear you but I won't- I'm sorry 😂 back to the story)

You listened as it went on and on until you heard knocking at your door. It was your aunt telling you to get ready for school. You slowly got dressed in long sleeved shirts it was winter so it wouldn't look weird. You went to school but you swore the entire time you saw that man everywhere out of the corner of your eye but you turned around to look again there was nothing.

School had ended and you got home. You instantly went up to your room you just wanted to be left alone. You wanted to shut the world out and be happy and like the night before you unconsciously started cutting your arms with the blade on your dresser. You feel asleep due to blood lose not long after before you could clean the wound.

This cycle repeated for the next few months you'd go to school see that mystery man almost everywhere to home cry,cut,clean off scares and go to bed except as the weeks passed that man showed up more and more. His smile as well became more and more twisted. Your depression worsened it never got better.

One day at school you saw the mystery guy but this time you saw him walking somewhere. You followed him and ended up on the school roof. He stood on the edge facing you. As you got closer he turned around and opened his arms
His smile almost calming. You don't know why but you walked right into his arms and when you made it there you closed your eyes. But As you did you didn't feel a warm embrace anymore you felt wind going past your face. You where falling and before you could wrap your head around what was happening you hit the ground.

The puppeteer has won.....or did he?

(There we go puppeteers story has been finished I hope you enjoyed puppeteers story.)