She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?

『 #8 ɪɴ ᴊᴇғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ 』 The blood rushed over my body, heart beating, world spinning. It was a whole new world, I never knew something so bad could feel so good. The blood on my hands, the scream of their voices- I've done it. I've killed my first victims. This was the first murder in 2 years in our small town since Jeffery.. Now I know why he did it. The feeling, eating inside you, craving to get out. I stood there, staring at the bodies. I heard the sirens- growing closer, closer... And that when I saw him. Standing in the back yards corridor. Smiling, eyes not moving from my sight. "Found You." And that's when he grabbed my hand and ran. A new adventure began; [Trigger warnings: Murder; Rape; Prostitution]

(This is Book #1 of the All Smiles Series) (Book #2 "I'll Smile For You" Coming Soon) "Smile for me." Was all he said as I backed up further into the wall. Why had I come here? "N..No! I'm not afraid of you!" I said trying to sound confident. It didn't work. He walked close to me, scapel in hand. I had no clue what he was about to do. He slowly traced the scapel down my chest, drawing little blood. I bit my lip trying not to give him the satisfaction of my screams. "Shh.. don't worry. I'm only here to help" He whispered in my ear, causing me to shiver. ******************** Larissa Miles was just an average 18yr old girl, desperately searching for help for her sick mother. She met a man, a doctor she assumed, who was willing to help her save her mothers life. Little did she know she may have just put her life in danger too.

~"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)*

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

[Discontinued] A young woman named Y/N is currently on the run from a tall supernatural being with only one goal in mind-get it off her trail at all costs. Although it has only been 5 months since this has all begun, it feels as if forever has gone by since she has felt at least a little bit normal. Her mornings are always filled with paranoia, nights are filled with either haunting nightmares or restless tossing and turning. She has grown tired of it all so she does the most reasonable thing anyone would do in her dire situation: run and escape. She departs from her home in Alabama, leaving her family behind to question her motives when she leaves with no clear explanation. Her sudden departure from home results in her having an unexpected encounter with a man. Only for her to learn that he happened to be in the same situation as her. Their fates intertwine, and Y/N isn't sure if this is a good thing or not. Perhaps it would all be worth it in the end. Perhaps. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i )

Its a fanfic me and a friend are doing on Quotev but i was told to put it here..by anotherrrr friend!

mis·an·thro·py /məˈsanTHrəpē/ noun a dislike of humankind. "the streak of misanthropy in his nature"

**on hold for editing** you are kidnapped by a creepypasta and it turns out that you might NOT die.

How much can a human take before the reality around him snaps? For you it was the most unbearable loss of them all. It was more than enough to drown everything sane inside of you. The monster rose inside of you and everything went up to flames. But you are not alone. Madness knows no limits. The same goes for love.~~ A Jeff The KillerXReaderXEyeless Jack fanfiction