SCHOOL BUS GRAVEYARD ▅ ▅ ▅ ▅𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘻 ☾𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴' 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳☽ -PHOEBE BRIDGERS

ˈash(ē)ən. plural -s. : one that has no shadow. "Is it weird, I like this scary world better than my own? " Everyday, I hear their screams. yelling out from the other side of the door to let them out. Than I hear the burning and searing of flesh. Smoke pours out from the broken upstairs windows. Screaming becoming only louder and bloodied. Yet, I stand still on the porch and watch and listen as my parents burn alive. "𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝐘/𝐍?"

Life shapes each person's identity, whether intentionally or not. Y/N, a teenage introvert, cherished her solitude and independence. She found solace in listening to music in her room, a sanctuary of sorts. However, her life took a turn when she began attending school. Initially, she had low expectations, but quickly realized that the school only added to her troubles. A particular event that day scarred her life, forcing her to become more open to her surroundings and accept the challenges that would ultimately change her perspective on life. It was an experience she could never forget. [COVER IS MADE BY ME!]

so basically this is a one-shot and scenario book I have dedicated to my previous book (bonding spirits/school bus graveyard x Fem Reader) so please check it out before you read this book because you won't be able to understand a bit if you don't. you can find my book on my profile or just search school bus graveyard x Fem Reader.

"Help! Help!" I cried. I have no idea where I am or what are these running after me but I do know that I need to find somewhere to hide and I to find it fast. "Please somebody!" I pleaded out into the empty neighborhood; I know that screaming is only going to attract more monsters but I need help. "HEY OVER HERE!" I heard someone call out in the distance, I wasted no time and ran towards the voice that lead to a graveyard. "Hello?" I hollered, jumping back when a door I hadn't noticed in front of me begin to open. Before one of the monsters could have grabbed me I ran inside, coming face to face with 2 other people my age. "Who are you?" A girl with long braids and green eyes asked me. "My name.... My name is y/n." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Disclaimer!!: School Bus Graveyard does not belong to me, neither do the characters

Honestly this was born from an Ashlyn Banner brainrot between me and a friend. Warning for: Depictions of Violence panic attacks low self esteem and overall just veiwer discretion is advised Full credit of the story goes to the author of School Bus Graveyard.

Do I have to describe this well... okay.... so you are a mommy issue kid who hates your mom after she tried to unalive you 7times (she's in jail btw) you live with your dad, You were 6 years old when you suddenly travelled to an unknown dimension with your older brother and younger sister you lived in Japan for the last 9 years after the incident in savannah.... you have a huge scar in the back of your neck because your mother attacked you with a wine glass

After moving to Georgia, [Name] thought they escaped their problems, only for it to come back in the worst way possible. Being semi-stuck in a parallel dimension, they now have to babysit six of their classmates while the issue only escalates. I do not own School Bus Graveyard or any of it's characters, I only own the plot and some OCs as well as the cover art. If you haven't read the series it's on Webtoon by Red. School Bus Graveyard x Gn!reader '~°^• Welcome•^°~' #2 in schoolbusgraveyard