You are a lonely, weird, dark, and unwanted girl that brings negative attention, Especially Killers.

(Can't think of any description oof) -first few chapters will be about childhood and such (probably quite a few up until his death oops) -I don't think I'll add a lemon for the sake of the reader being gender neutral sorry -This will probably be sad as heck btw Enjoy hhh

(THIS GOT REWRITTEN) [PLEASE NOTE: The cover is not usually blurry, I created this with PhotoShop and made it with 300 resolution and 1024x1600, so it SHOULD look pristine. Also, I'm basing this Jason (appearance-wise) on Part 3 Jason. This Jason Voorhees is played by Richard Brooker, who has BLUE eyes. I don't want anyone to correct me on eye colour because quite frankly it's rather annoying. Also, this doesn't mean I'm going to be using Part 3's storyline, just using the Jason<3 DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Friday the 13th, nor the Reader/main character and camp/lake involved. This is merely a fan-fiction. Ciao!] DESCRIPTION: (Y/n) (L/n) - a sixteen year old - grew up in a children's home, not knowing who her parents were or what happened to them. Instead, she goes through everyday life alone; getting name-called and picked on as her self-esteem withered away like an unwatered rose. Her only solace is sketching in a sketchbook with a signature written in it - the last thing left by her mother. The only two people who are actually nice to her are Anna and Lynda - a couple of women who work at the children's home. But what will happen when (Y/n) joins a group of teenagers, who plan to set off to Camp Crystal Lake? With the jovial Jon, condescending Courtney, cruel Kathy, spiteful Stephanie, crack-addict Cara, abusive Axel, lousy Luke and juvenile James, how will (Y/n) endure her trip to the camp? After gaining a secret admirer, losing her sketchbook and being scorned by the teens, she ends up being hunted - but not by the person you'd expect. Who will survive the oncoming slaughter?

Another summer, another camping season and another group of promiscuous teens and young adults. Nothing special, right? There wasn't anything special about it, ever. Campers came, they drank, had sex and they did lines over lines of drugs. They'd feel immortal for that night, for a few blissful hours before the infamous killer would make them feel his and his mothers wrath. But this summer was different, special even. This time a young women entered the camp with one more group of shameful juveniles, but was she one of them? Most certainly not.

Small story's about your favorite slasher. Only doing Slasher X Reader for now. If you want a One-shot, please request it! I don't own anything that has to do with the slasher, or you!