There was this river behind your house that would always calm you down whenever you had a bad day, it was far from your house but still remained on your property. You always sat down by the river and played in the stream, you found many things near the river and enjoyed collecting them. But after you find a working camera,everything changes..

Halloween. Y/n's favorite holiday. All she has to do is put on a mask and no one will know it's her. Bullies can't find her even if she was standing in front of them. She keeps her costume secret every year to keep bullies from discovering who she is. But they aren't the only ones who are unaware. My first two creepypasta x reader books had a picture on each chapter. They are pretty time-consuming and difficult to make. If you all want me to still do them I will. Just let me know :).

(NOT EDITED) ⚠️ Bad Grammar⚠️ ⚠️ kind of stupid protagonist ⚠️ ⚠️ gore ⚠️ You are going to spend some time with your parents, but your father didn't show up, so your mother told you to go have fun while she waits at the entrance. Then, you meet this monochrome clown, he seems nice at first, but, is there more to him then you thought? ( picture does not belong to me, art by: Nana-Scissors on Deviant Art.)

Hey guys, this is my first and oldest story, so dont expect too much. Y/N is a female with she/her pronouns (I wrote this when I was like 10) ⚠Contains language, gore & murder, assault, and smut⚠ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Knowing I burnt my house to ash? Living with that fact? That doesn't bother me. The punches and hits I receive? I couldn't care less. But this really fucking bothered me... (Warning, -Strong language -Gore -Sensitive content -The reader is written gender neutral so anyone can read it I use they/them pronouns) (Yes, I know Masky and Hoodie aren't Creepypastas but I really wanted to include them. They both belong to Marble Hornets.) Thanks for reading!💕 (Art is not mine)

Slendy needs more Creepypastas. So he takes Splendy's advice and makes a summer camp to train some chosen kids to become Creepypastas. He sends out letters to the chosen kids to tell them that they have been chosen. You live with your little brother and abusive father. What happens when you get one of the letters and you have to go to Camp Creepypasta. I don't own the Creepypastas or the pictures (unless I draw them).

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}

Y/N is a forgotten name. Nobody knows her. Why would they care anyway? Suicide is a funny concept; just a pull of a trigger and everything would go away, but in this case some golden strings would be the difference between her life and death. (Updates will come random, last time I wrote chapters consistently I became very stressed. Please understand that I have a lot going on in my life (softball, violin, school, social life, keeping myself mentally stable, and keeping up with my fitness goals) and I don't always have time to write)

(Y/A) year old (y/n) walks home one night after a total fail on a date with the person who you thought she loved. The boy Zach told her to leave and never speak to him ever again. You left and walked home crying, but you stumbled in a forest to be tackled by a stranger.