(The title of this one shot should show very good and well who this is going to be.)
You were a fangirl, you had been ever since you had discovered an app called Wattpad at the age of eight, and anime at the age of nine. You would fangirl over ships and all types of characters and stay up till 2:00 am reading fan fiction, sometimes even screaming when something bad happened in the fan fiction or when the chapters suddenly stopped.
Unfortunately the kids at school were a little different, not many people were fangirls to say and found it weird in general. Nobody knew you were a fangirl till sixth grade when the literacy teacher assigned the class a project. The project wasn't hard all you had to do was write a love story between two characters in a fairytale setting. Your little fangirl self was ecstatic to the point you started writing instantly about your favorite OTP.
While the rest of the class thought of ideas you were already on page three of your assignment, this was probably the most work your teacher will ever see you do. You lost count at that point how much you were writing and some of the grammar mistakes, you were determined on finishing this story.
The week had gone by and it was time for everyone to turn in what they had written, the average amount of papers were about 2-5 some students even went to six but not you. You walked up to your teacher last and placed what looked like a dictionary on her desk. You had written so much you had to binder it since staples weren't working. You walked back to your seat as your teacher just stared at what you placed on her desk.
In your moment of pride you didn't notice all the weird looks you got from your classmates. You didn't care as of then because you were to proud of your fan fiction, not to mention the spicy bit you added. You didn't add that to the book you wanted in though you kept that part to yourself not wanting to get in trouble. It didn't take long after that though for the class to find out you were a complete fangirl.
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Present time
You were now a freshmen in high school, still a huge fangirl though you now actually cosplayed as well. You didn't have many friends since kids at your school found it weird but that didn't stop you from loving it. You would get judging looks and weird glares but you didn't mind or care anymore. But today was different for some reason nobody gave you weird looks they were more fearful. You shrugged it off and went along with your day till you got home.
You arrived home and instantly went on your laptop completely discarding your bag into a random corner of your room. You opened your folder to start watching some anime when you saw a pop up in the corner about a convention. It has always been your dream to go to a convention and the site was pretty legit. You scrolled through all the Information, till you finally got to the payment part and it was pretty expensive. They rounded to about two hundred dollars a person which luckily for you, you were going alone.
You just couldn't help but feel it was a scam as you looked at the purchase button. You stated for awhile before finally deciding on..
A > Buying the tickets
B > not risking it
YOU ARE READING
Creepypasta oneshots
Hayran KurguBy the title of this book you can tell it's creepypasta oneshots. I take a creeypasta and make a small one shot for them and give you A and B choices. The oneshots normally have a word count of 100-1K and is updated once or twice a week.
