my name is [name] and i have abusive parents and i dont have any friends and i get bullied at school by the students and teachers,but then one day when im walking home i meet some people and they said they would like to be my FIRST three friends.

He has homicidal tendencies, he's incapable of feeling fear, and is the most powerful creepypasta to exist. How does he react when given the chance of a life time. Will he except his new roll, or will he abandon his destiny? *for mature audiences only* {I wrote this when I was like 14. Come, enjoy the extreme cringe with me lmao}

Its my first time making a creepypasta story so go easy on me. Im gona put this out there now I dont really have a long term plan for this story, in other words, I dont really have an ending planned for this. That being said I will keep it going as long as I can but if I run out of ideas the story may cut off at a random point. Hopefully it wont come to that..... Anyway I hope you like this desperate attempt of a story and tell me what you think. FML this is gona be hard .... HEY WHY ARE YOU LOOKING DOWN HERE? ARE YOU GONA READ IT OR NOT?!

this will be a range of creepypastas x male reader one shots or fluff and shit like that.

It all started when you and your friends decided to play truth or dare during your sleepover. Then you choose dare that will change your life forever. Did you make the right choice to choose dare or not?

y/n is the daughter of Offenderman. Her uncle, Slenderman, has a bad feeling that something will happen to y/n. So he packs the Pastas up and stays at Offender's for a "visit" until they can be sure y/n is safe. But when Jeff takes an unexpected liking to her and spills some secrets she might not want saving.

(DO NOT COPY!) I feel the pressure upon my back as i'm forced upon the tree, my heart racing as i confront my opponent... no... it cant be... "Miss me?" He hisses with an eerie voice, sending my hair to stand on end and a chill rundown my spine "I'm not finished with you...besides, we aren't even... are we?" His grip upon my neck tightens causing my airways to get cut off from the rest of my body... "F-For what?!" I gasp with the remaining air filled in my lungs The dark aroma surrounding him only grows along with the pain upon me and panic rises within me as he pulls my hands away from my neck, the only thing separating me from life and death. I barely make out his figure loom close to my face as my my vision becomes blurred... "You broke my heart..." he hisses and looks away from me slowly before returning his gaze "...So i shall brake yours" he gives a small laugh and raises an arm before me "AND YOU SHALL FEEL MY PAIN!" he finishes and lunges the arm towards me, my eyes filled with despair and fear...