"Venezuelan Poodle moth? Bitch please, this is a Pokémon." Creepypasta days are anything but normal compared to a normal person's day. But for them, The weird and the unexplained is normal. (I have said 'Normal' just a tad much for my taste.) At least, they're normal until Reader-chan, Slenderman's new, bug-loving proxy came around. And a certain, creepy crawly friend along with her. Any Creepypasta used - Not me, someone else. Cover - Found on Google like any other cover in the whole fucking universe. Plot - Me, thanks. It's time to celebrate the wonders of mother fucking nature when it manages to worm its ugly ass rear end in your house, when it very clearly does not belong there.

(Y/N) used to live a normal life. I repeat: used to Ever since that not-so-great incident, she discovers more about herself, and uncovers different shit she didn't know about herself. She now sees herself doing fucked-up things, like making eyeball kebabs. A lot of both demons, monsters and Creepypastas alike took an interest on her, because of her being ~unique~ Why was she so special? Well, the description won't tell you, but I'm sure the story will!

Discontinued, Sorry I no longer like creepypasta and I've grown out of my phase rip. But Idk I will think about updating it. I still like horror though! Don't get me wrong It's just I've grown up I guess. Also, thank you guys so much for the reads and votes. I can't believe this story is number 1 in Creepypasta HS lmao. Hahaha!

(y/n) was a normal teenager, she had a normal life, of course there was drama though. When she went home her dad ocasionally beat her. He was always drunk after mom died. She also was bullied at school. She was the quiet one who did nothing to deserve it. Somehow her life gets changed forever.. (This is my story off of quotev! So I still own it, I'm just putting it on watt pad finally!)