A story about a someone who hated life. Yes your average fanfiction. She was bullied. But it changed when she was saved by a young boy wearing strange orange goggles. Her mother was scared and alone with only her son left, as her ex left her and her husband disappeared before that, panicking about her missing daughter. Who went missing after her school burnt down, mysteriously. Everyone died but no one found her body or what remained of it.. Maybe she died. Or maybe she was alive.. And living in a mansion with killers. ~~~~~~~~~~ (THIS BOOK IS NOT FINISHED YET) Toby x reader ~~~~~~~~~~~ Previous ranks #3 in creepypasta #11 in proxy I hope you enjoy reading. 🕷🔪⚡

[COMPLETED] "There's something I just have to do. Remember that incident with BEN?" I frowned and slowly nodded my head. "Well, I need to make sure something like that never happens. I need to make sure that everyone knows that you're mine." He smirked and took a knife that was on a night table next to the bed. "How about we leave a mark on you?" _______________________________________ DISCLAIMER: this story contains vulgar language, gore, abuse, murder, sexual content. My first fanfic. Hope you enjoy ^^ (The cover pic is mine btw) (Y/n) - your name (E/c) - eye color (S/c) - skin color Highest rankings: #1 in JeffTheKiller #1 in Horror And I don't quite remember any more, wasn't paying attention :DD

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