One day, ( y/n ) decides that she is done with her mother's abuse. She sneaks out of the house during the dead of the night, only to be met with two masked figures and a little girl. Will she become a true pasta, or will she wimp out? - ( a/n: all writing it mine, the art however is not [unless stated otherwise]. i hope you enjoy! :0c ) highest ranks: #1 in creepypastaxreader !!!!! #106 in fanfiction #44 in creepypasta

I'm just the proxy in command, nothing more, nothing less.

One for sorrow Two for mirth Three for a wedding And four for a birth Five for silver Six for gold And seven for a secret never to be told. -------------------------------------- I never had family problems. I never had mental or physical problems. Why is it happening to me? How am I important? My completely normal life changed once I met HIM, and what's worse, I'm feeling a sudden case of Stockholm Syndrome. ------------------------------------- As of 8.18.18 #2 - ticcitobyxreader