School was almost over. After exams, there were few more weeks of that shithole, and then she would be free. But as the school was called in for a meeting in the main hall for a surprise field trip, she couldn't help but feel as though something was terribly off. --------------------------- Best rank: #1 in jeffreywoods I own nothing apart from the plot of this story.

I don't believe in the paranormal. Especially not if they exist in a game. Ben isn't real... it's just some hacker messing around with me. Or even worse , a stalker... but still... judging by the things that happen around me, it doesn't seem like they could be done even by the smartest human being.

He possesses her, she abhors him. An obsessive love story for the sick and twisted.

That creeping feeling when he watches me... It makes my skin crawl and my body shake in fear as I take cover in my room. The nonstop text messages and threats... They never cease to stop! He's always watching and stalking me, and I don't know... what to do...

You manage to escape a facility where you had been experimented on. But will you be forever free? Will things go as smoothly as you hoped?

You caught his eye right away. He wasn't sure what it was about you but before he even knew your name he was fixated on you. Toby's not the type to wait around for what he wants, he takes it. He wants you and he'll have you. He doesn't care if you don't like it; you're his. (Warning -Strong language -Gore -Sensitive content -The reader is written gender neutral so anyone can read it I use they/them pronouns) (Yes, I know Masky and Hoodie aren't Creepypastas but I really wanted to include them. They both belong to Marble Hornets.) (Art is not mine) Thanks for reading!💕

WARNING: CONTAINS SENSITIVE MATERIAL my eyes travel from my sister to my parents, and i make the same priceless reaction, more tears streaming down my heated cheeks. they are all dead. who did this? Started - July 2016 Completed - Aug 2020 [1k - 15 July]

"Purr for me, kitten." he smirked, twirling that damned blade of his. "No," she snarled. ** original cover picture, before edited by me, was made by Ruberman Rodriguez.