You went into the abandoned toy shop, Met an eccentric boy, But you never hoped or realised, That you would become his latest toy.

~Hi there ^*^ I'm Boo, and this is the first story I've ever started writing. I hope you enjoy 'A Little Laughter Left In Me...'!~ (I do not own Laughing Jack he belongs to Snuffbomb and the picture belongs to the one who drew it.)

This is by no means a story of which a girl falls in love with this amazing, hot serial killer who is so protective of her in the slender mansion. This is twisted story. A story of gore and sociopathy details that gives the real meaning of Jeff the killer, a mad man who barely feels anything who somehow feels a slither of emotion for some suicidal girl. Trigger Warning: There is gore, suicidal references, suicide, cursing, and murder. Disclaimer: None of these characters or artwork is mine. Only the story is. Also there will be no lemons. There will be no characters who fall into the stereotypical category like how Toby likes waffles. I mean yeah waffles are great but Toby isn't this happy, energetic teen who is so sweet. If you believe that, please go actually do your research and read his story :)

So this is my first Creepypasta fanfic. Hope you like it :)

Y/n was a good girl until her mom died. She had died in a car crash. Her dad had always blamed her for her moms death. The abused started. But Y/n started to have different dreams. She went to a toy shop when she was younger and got a toy from a toymaker. She had said she would take good care of the doll. She did just that she had took care of it. But what happens when her bullies find her in the woods walking home all alone with her stuffed animal. They go to her and rip the stuffed animal. They thought no one was watching but they were wrong. When they had ripped the doll. The toyMaker had appeared and saw the doll on the ground and Y/n being kicked. What will he do?

It was one of those nights, I couldn't take the fighting and like normal decided to sneak out to the woods and just walk. But this time, somebody followed me. A boy with a big smile and a white sweatshirt, who would soon become my closest friend and my closest enemy. He saved me and changed my life forever. His name was Jeff, but other people had another name for him. 'Jeff, the killer'.

Who says a killer can't love someone? Jeff was suppose to kill a girl one night. But he didn't something made him stop. He took a good look a the girl and before he knew it he was in love. But when the two were in love a tragic situation splits them up and pulls them back together and soon war will come upon on them. Could Jeff and y/n make it out of Zalgo's war and love their lives peacefully or will it become a disaster?

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).

"I'm Not Crazy."

*100,888 words* Strange things happen under strange circumstances and sometimes the most unsafe people make you feel the most safe. When you meet Jeff, he's not exactly like the stories you've heard. Perhaps he's just broken, but aren't we all? Can you fix each other? Will he finally be able to love something, despite his insanity? What are the true stories of him and other creepypastas?