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Anonim: Her neyse bundan kimseye bahsetme. @Harry: Oyunun kurallarına uyduğun sürece neden bahsedeyim ki Anonim: Kurallara uymazsam tüm okula söylecek misin yani?? @Harry: Kesin bir şey söyleyemem güzelim ;)) 30.08.19

Will you stay sane? or will you fall in love with a Killer Teenager? (y/n)'s Sister having to be Murders. Leaves her to join them. Having met a teenage boy with grey skin and orange goggles tried to kill her once along with her Little sister Gail, Who is also a Murderer, Might have sprouted some feelings about her. Will Toby Figure out his feeling about her? Will he kill her or love her?

Gördüklerime kimse inanmadı , ve sonunda şizofren olmadığımı anladılar ama olanlardan sonra anlamamalarını bile isterdim ...

My emotions are trapped inside of me. I try to express them freely. I've tried for years, but I always fail. The kids in my school call me Blank Face. They sing and mock me. They think that I don't care. They think that I am an empty vessel rather than a person, but they are wrong. I am empty only on the outside. They don't understand. They never will. ---- I've watched her walk around in the woods with her friends many times. Emptyness. That's all I see in her face. Plain. That's all I hear in her voice. At first, my intension was to kill her. But then something happened that changed everything. *Strong language* This is my first X Reader fan fiction. So I don't have any experience in this kind of thing. But it will be good to try something new. (I know that Toby twitches/ticks, I'm just too lazy to put in every twitch he makes. He ticks throughout the whole story, it's just not in writing.) Key: Y/N- your name E/C- eye color H/C- hair color F/C- favorite color F/B- favorite book ________- time skip

My walk home was cut rather short. I thought this house was for safety. Turns out it is the EXACT opposite. Crap.

The goggles blinding your view sends fear tickling down your spine. The mouth guard mimics a smile worth a thousand words. This threat is here to kill you. Although you want to welcome it with open arms, the one in front of you still scares you. More neck turns, although now it sounds like it's the cracking of a neck rather than swift head turns. Each click makes you push further back into the arm gripping your side.... DISCLAIMERS : -Toby is not dialogued in accordance to his ticks, but stutters and stumbling over words are mentioned! It's just a lot to put in and I want my readers to be focused on the plot rather than his Tourette's. -if you aren't comfortable with many scenarios that involve injury or sensitive thoughts or cursing, please read at your own risk. the point is for fun, and I don't want to trigger anything for my readers :( -I drew the cover :) but it was when I had my old username and i'm definitely not redrawing that LOL

~"The wind tugged at your hair as you sat on a bench and read your book. You had an uneasy feeling, like you were being watched, but you ignored it. You didn't know he was behind you."~ Living with your drunken mother had been a living hell. Everyday, you wished for nothing more than to leave. One night when you're home alone, your wish comes true. A strange boy with orange goggles and a stripped hoodie shows up and takes you to a place were there are people like you; rejects of society. For once in your life, you felt like you belonged somewhere, but your life was about to take another drastic turn. *DISCLAIMER: I do not own any if the creepypastas, their stories, or the SlenderMansion. I also do not own you x)*

"Cmon. Don't say you've never done this before." "No Jack, I've never wanted to kill my self by rolling off a hill." ........ As I came to a stop at the bottom of the hill, leaves covered my vision. Jack was the one to take them off. At that moment I seemed to forget everything he was. Like I was being blinded by the October leaves. I am not the artist. I found it on Google. All credit to the artist if you know who it is. Bc God knows I'm bad at drawing.