'"Jeff?" I ask. He didn't respond. I get up and walk to the door. He gets up and grabs his knife. "Jeff?!" I yell. "Shhhh no need to yell." He says. I look at him in horror. "It's okay doll, it'll only take a second." He says as he lunges at me. He stabs my stomach and I let out a blood curdling scream. I hold my stomach and try to get out of the room.' Started: March 15th, 2021 Status: Complete! I do not own any of the creepypasta characters, artwork, or music. (I'll say if anything is mine) I'm sorry if you read this. It absolutely sucks. Tell me if you notice something wrong so I can improve! Again, sorry.

Your life takes a drastic turn when you meet him, no i'm not talking about prince charming, quite the opposite actually. Highest Ranking: #1 in JeffTheKiller

『 #8 ɪɴ ᴊᴇғғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ 』 The blood rushed over my body, heart beating, world spinning. It was a whole new world, I never knew something so bad could feel so good. The blood on my hands, the scream of their voices- I've done it. I've killed my first victims. This was the first murder in 2 years in our small town since Jeffery.. Now I know why he did it. The feeling, eating inside you, craving to get out. I stood there, staring at the bodies. I heard the sirens- growing closer, closer... And that when I saw him. Standing in the back yards corridor. Smiling, eyes not moving from my sight. "Found You." And that's when he grabbed my hand and ran. A new adventure began; [Trigger warnings: Murder; Rape; Prostitution]

What the title says

You have been planning murder since you got sent to your foster parents they were horrible people and only your neighbor kept you sane while you were there but he moved away years ago and is presumed to be dead. I don't own any pictures they belong to their rightful owners.

Sequel to "With every Smile"

as normal i make it up as i go *shrugs* TW blood, violence Jeff is a psychopath, he will be treated as such. It will be similar to joker and harly quinn sort of (kinda)

Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.

(Y/N) has been on the move, running away from the mistakes that they have caused in their past. Eventually, they come across a Manner that seems abandoned. Overgrown plants, dusty windows, it would be a great place to hide out for a minute. Of course, not unless they earn their keep first. After the first day, they had found a porcelain doll sitting not too far away from where they slept, sitting on a meticulously designed chair, with a note in their lap. (Cover art is by Domomodraws on Tumblr. If you are Donomodraws and you wish for me to remove this drawing, let me know and I'll be glad to do so.)