It's just a glitch on the computer. Nothing major. It happens to everyone. Everyone gets a virus now and then. Right?

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.

WARNING! Slow updates. (Y/N) is not your typical, girly teen. You suffer from a twitching disorder, and can not feel pain. For you, life sucks, you have no one to rely on and everyone hates you. In the small town you live in, you are known as 'The Twitch Freak' "LOOK MAMA, IT'S THE TWITCH FREAK!" A little girl screamed out loud in the store. The little girls mother looks up at you with a disgusted face. "Don't look at her sweetie, you might catch her disorder." She scolds her daughter. "Sorry mama..." the little girl spoke in a quiet tone while her mother dragged her away. For you, life couldn't get any worse. . .or so you thought. {In the process of editing old chapters and making new ones.}

This is a sequel to Camp Creepypasta!!! Read that one first please!! But if you refuse basically in this story you are the new creepypasta of the Mansion. Formatted for girls. Hope you like it ^_^

Caution: This is a sequel! Please check out the two previous installments to this trilogy before proceeding! Thank you :D ~~~ It is your daughter's fifth birthday and you and Toby have been living in peace at the Slender Mansion since Zero was restored to his original form as Zalgo, the king of the Creepypastas. The voice in your head has disappeared and nobody has tried to drain your blood. Life has been good. At least, it WAS going well until your father makes a reappearance in a physical form. For some reason, he wants your daughter. As you and Toby face your most challenging opponent yet, you must protect your daughter and your friends. You can handle that, right? [Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Creepypastas mentioned or the world they reside in.]

Running, that's what you've done for a while now. You're abusive boyfriend is chasing you. Why, you ran away from him again. He's right behind you now and before he could grab you a blood curdling scream rang out.

Your cousin Ben dies, and his old Nintendo 64 and mysterious Majora's Mask game gets passed down to you. Can't be harmless, right? But you soon come to realize that this game isn't exactly what it seems.

Okay okay. Let's get this straightened out. For those of you who are new to _____ x Reader books, here are some basic t things you might wanna know. (Y/N) = Your Name (L/N)= Last Name (F/C)= Fave Color (F/B/A)= Fave Band/Artist (O/C)= Own Creepypasta (F/A)=Fave Animal You got it? Good. Okay. Bye!

I dont own anything!!!!!

I don't own these storys people tell or I find it or if its my story