you are once a normal girl who loves to play with your friends and you always enjoyed them until your friends decided to back stabbed you and your only true friend comitted suicide your parents abandon you. And you are the only one who is living in the house your already 16 years old about to become 17 and sometimes you always dreamed about two skeletons and you made them as your friend even tho they're just your imagination while you were sleeping you always saw a tree that is unique and you somehow loved to stay under it but whenever you're dreaming you felt it like it was real but a few days ago you can't dream your two friends and the tree it made you feel a bit worried.... many years later you forgot them you didn't know them you can't remember anyone or anything. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Yay another story made by the great and terrirble Ruoqa or ink_rose hope ya like my book again also nighty is still my senpai I am just making this because I am bored or should I say this book will entertain me so I made this but again I hope that you enjoyed it.

[Highest Rank: #369 in Fan Fiction, 2017-05-14] In a world filled with evil, this is my contribution to give life a little more love and happiness. The story begins right as Frisk escapes the Underground, freshly completing a True Pacifist run, and decides one last 'Chara'cter needs to be saved. Frisk didn't expect to get so close with this person. Note that Genocide never occured in this story. Nor will it. It'll begin a bit slow, but the fluff will be heavy. Like, really heavy. It's pure fluff. Edit 200k: 200,000 reads. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined anything I wrote could get so large. Thank you all. Edit: 8k votes! Holy! I don't deserve such kindness from you all! Thanks so much everyone! :3 (After about a year of writing, updates have kinda slowed to unpredictable times. I still love this book and update it as much as possible, just not daily anymore. x3) If you have a request for what happens in a scene, say so! I'll be happy to try to input requests. :3 Contact- http://cutieknight.tumblr.com/

*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.

"B-ben...." "Y-yes Jeff." I cradled his head in one of my hands and the other was placed on his deep stab wound. Tears fell from my eyes onto his pale face. He chuckled deeply as blood fell from his mouth. "Ben I....I need to tell you s....something...." He slowly reached up and placed his cold hand on my cheek. My hand gripped his wrist not letting go. "What is it Jeff?" More tears fell from my face. I starred into his almost lifeless black eyes. "I love you." His hand dropped onto the floor. I starred at his hand. Then back up at his face. His lifeless eyes starred up at the ceiling. "N-no please Jeff don't go! Please!" I sobbed into his chest. "This can't be happening!" I sobbed. I lifted my head off his chest and kissed his ice cold lips. "I love you too."

My name is Hana and I have a strange weakness for dolls. I can't help it when ever I see a broken one I can't help but to take it or buy it and fix it up, I even make my own toys. Suposubly I have an disability, so u have bin told by my parents and doctors. Surten parts of My memory disappears when ever I'm in a extreme amount of stress. But my old friend said I was fine but I don't remember what he looked like or his name anymore. With out him I wouldn't know everything I know about dolls today. ( this is a sequel, to my other creepy pasta story's. If you read them all you will notice that they are linked together)

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

You're just a simple girl (or boy xD) who has a mother that carries you along to her job. What's her job you ask? A nurse at a insane asylum. You end up meeting a boy, a certain boy. A boy that's interesting. Very interesting.

"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."

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