You live alone. You have one friend. You were an outcast. According to the rest of the world, anyways. You were a killer. You haunt the minds of corrupt people. You never killed the innocent. Just the guilty. It was several years ago when you first encountered HIM. Jeff the Killer. He saved you. Then, he left. You never saw him again. But you always remembered. You didn't think you would see his permanent smile, or his pale, leathery face again. You were wrong. It was only by accident you met him again. You didn't think it would totally change your life. You were wrong.

Alright. I replaced the old story with another one. I dont have time to edit the last few parts... ._. BLAH JUST READ IT IM TOO LAZY TO TYPE ANYTHING NOW.... XD

You're just a normal girl with a normal life and family. Until you were brought to a very tall man and told you many information about your family's generation of being the unnatural? Then you fell in love with a psycho, cold heart-ed killer ? what happened to your life? I don't know until you read the story :D (You're 17 in the story...sorry that's how it goes) Comedy, Romance, a little bit of action, Creepypastas

Slenderman found (Y/N) as a baby and raised her. She's younger than the CreepyPasta's being about 6 years younger than all of them (except slender of course). When her 15th birthday comes she gets a present she wasn't quite expecting.

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Hello! My name is DragonGamer878, this is my first CreepypastaxReader fanfic on Wattpad, so I hope you enjoy!

Jeff the Killer is a cold-blooded murderer, with no soft spot for anyone. He goes out every night, and kills, and repeats. Delta, Louisiana, A small town with no more than 300 residents have now encountered some bad luck. They've become the target, and Jeff will not leave until he claims his victim. But will he be torn between what choice he wants? { Y/N = Your name.}

The one thing every living creature has in common is fear. Fear keeps us alive, drives us forward, and makes us still. Jeff the Killer thought he knew everything about fear. He was an artisan, and fear was his craft. Until the day he met the girl who didn't feel fear at all. COVER ART BY KAWACY ON DEVIANTART