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"Y/N!" Someone yells from behind me, the snow on the ground crunching from their footsteps. "Hm?" I turn around with a smile, my eyes quickly noticing a boy with yellow hair, freckles, a tooth gap, blue eyes, wearing a white shirt and red tye 'n brown shorts.. my friend Trace. - Rated 13+ because of some foul language and maybe some mature themes. ♡ I'll try to make this non-gender specific { Quick disclaimer: I do not own spongebob square pants, or the characters in it! The art of human Spongebob is not mine either}

1st place in the Puppy Awards! As a fellow reader, I have a hard time finding books that I really enjoy. This book will include wattpad books and actual books. I hope you enjoy.

Twisted 'Love' story.

Living in the town of Derry hasn't always been easy. Constant bullying from popular kids who don't know how to back off, random children disappearing, and your family always abusing you for being different. No, living there wasn't a walk in the park.

Just a random x reader I thought I'd create. I've been actually wanting to do this for a while, but I never really actually tried to, but now I think that I finally got something down. In fact, I've been working on this story for a while now. I'll let you guys know if I decide to make certain chapters a little "lemony" at certain times. This was designed to somewhat fit my description, so sorry if it doesn't really match you to well, but I'll try my best <3 *ೃ༄

After 27 years of his starving rest. He wakes and the first person he meets is you. You help him, and you two grow closer.

(Y/N) Crescent always knew there was something unsettling about Derry. But what was it? The amount of missing persons is above the average in the whole of the United States. Why was it? There has to be someone responsible for this. Who was it?

As a young, naive child, you once came across a small gutter on the side of the road. Being only a young child, you didn't think twice when you were greeted by the thin grin of a clown from within. But even back then, you were not as gullible as he had presumed you to be, and you didn't fall for his flattery. And as you grow older, and begin to question your sanity all those years ago, you return to your hometown to seek the truth about the clown in the gutter.