It's the fanfiction you never wanted

**PREQUEL TO THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I'm not your average guy. Besides the outrageously weird name of Falin and the fact that my hair is whiter than Slenderman's face, I must be sure to mention that I live the killer's life. I must also say that it's simply. . . the best. Just going around, killing. Torturing. I couldn't have asked for a better life. Not to mention the fact that I get to hang out with the craziest psychos in the world. Score one for me! Two if you want to count the fact that I'm the proxy of none other than Slenderman himself. As a matter of fact, you might have heard of my crazy psycho friends from that one website, Creepypasta, I think it was called. You know, the people who go by the name of Eyeless Jack, Slenderman, Laughing Jack, Hoodie, Masky, etc. Recently, we've gotten a new addition. You might have heard of him too. His name is Jeff the Killer.

**THIRD BOOK IN THE DEAR MY SANITY SERIES** I look down at the grave stone. It was a simple one, polished marble with a name, date of birth and death date. Off to the side is a short song. I sink to the ground in front of her grave. "Hey," I begin awkwardly. I've never visited or spoken to a dead person. "It's me. Jeff. I don't really know why I decided to visit. It just felt like something I needed to do. "Uhm, I just . . . Wanted to say thank you. For your amazing daughter. You know, I only met you once but you never said anything bad about me or told Jamie she should leave me. You always convinced her to give me another chance. I never realized how much I actually owe to you. But, it's too late now. The only thing I can do now is keep my promise. I'll take good care of Jamie. I love her. She means everything to me. "Thank you." With that, I get up and leave. ~*~*~

Jace Butler and Mitch Marion used to be hopelessly in love with each other. Then their relationship fell apart, and the two haven’t seen each other in nearly a year. Jace is determined to keep his distance from Mitch, but he can’t quite shut out his old feelings for the shady boy. But a year is a long time, and Jace is about to find out just how much things have truly changed.

Jace never imagined it would be Mitch. Mitch is his best friend’s little brother. Mitch is like family. Mitch is mysterious and secretive. Mitch has been like a brother to Jace ever since they were toddlers. Mitch is straight. So how the hell did Jace fall in love with Mitch?

There once lived a person who couldn't do many things. Sure, their grades were alright in their eyes, and their life was going smoothly for the most part. But there was something they were lacking, and that something was a purpose. The reason why all of the stories you read, all of the shows or movies you watch, and all of the musicals or songs you hear have their ending is because of this one person and people like them. Read Michael Mell's story, and see how you, the reader, managed to shape it to the way it turned out to be. Be More Chill Edition ~Admin Ali ⚠️Reader Insert • Not Michael x Reader⚠️

[Fluff] [Angst] [Gay] Drabbles, one-shots, short-stories, etc. featuring Michael x Jeremy from Be More Chill

These are all the creepypasta stories that I can find. If you know of any that you want me to find or you want me to read and stuff let me know! I'd love to know of new ones! So I hope you like! REMEMBER! I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE!!!

**SECOND BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES** "That explains a lot." "I bet it does." The mask prevents me from seeing her face but I can just tell she is smiling at me; at my misery. It makes me want to tear her apart limb from limb. But, I restrain myself. It would do me no good to waste energy with her. I got the information I wanted and now I have to go. My mom needs me. "Is that all?" I growl, smacking her hand away. "Yes, it is." "Good," And then I punch her in the face. ~*~*~

*FIRST BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES* "Look at your hands. Their blood is on your hands." Jamie stares at her blood covered hands. She clenches her jaw, a muffled scream coming from her. I let her scream but I look around, knowing the police would come soon. If she wants to avoid being caught, she needs to get over her little crisis already. "Get up," I say quickly, going over and grabbing onto her arm to pull her up. "Come on, the police will be coming soon. You're not going to jail." She struggles against me, screaming, "No! You're going to kill me if I go with you." "This all can be erased," I insisted. The wailing of sirens tells me I need to convince her quickly. Jamie pauses, thinking hard. "Fine," she says. "Let's go then." I say no more as I run. She picks up my pace and follows me as I lead her away from her first murders and into her new life. I think it's one she'll fit well into.