After witnessing the horrible murders of your parents at the age of 7, you haven't been the same since. You become a mute, shutting yourself out from the world, not doing much. The only company you have are the voices in your head and books. Reading became one thing you loved to do, as well as music. When you finally turn (your age), your adoptive parents try to cheer you up by taking you to the library. Once you get there, you feel a pair of eyes on you. After a week of being paranoid of everyone and everything, your foster parents go on a business trip. You know that whoever is after you, will attack soon. Will you survive the attack? Who has been watching you and what do they want with you?

[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 day, ( y/n ) decides that she is done with her mother's abuse. She sneaks out of the house during the dead of the night, only to be met with two masked figures and a little girl. Will she become a true pasta, or will she wimp out? - ( a/n: all writing it mine, the art however is not [unless stated otherwise]. i hope you enjoy! :0c ) highest ranks: #1 in creepypastaxreader !!!!! #106 in fanfiction #44 in creepypasta

Fnaf x Creepypasta story (FEM READER X CREEPYPASTA BOYS) UNDER HEAVY EDITING Y/n Afton is the forgotten child What will she do when she runs away after feeling the burden of her whole family dying because of her. But how would they react when they find that she was the first to go. What will happen when she finds killer forest and runs in where a tall slender figure finds her intriguing and offers her something she couldn't deny. Sorry y/n is REALLY OP. I write this a few years back and yeah we do love a powerful queen Your Creepypasta name is 'Mental scars' (This is embarrassing pls leave 😭)

As a psychology student, being casually stalked has thrown you for a bit of a loop.

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

The one thing every living creature has in common is fear. Fear keeps us alive, drives us forward, and makes us still. Jeff the Killer thought he knew everything about fear. He was an artisan, and fear was his craft. Until the day he met the girl who didn't feel fear at all. COVER ART BY KAWACY ON DEVIANTART

You're done with your life. In an attempt to escape from it, you decide to wander off into the woods. But will this solve anything? Or will it make everything even worse? You're found by the Slenderman, who agreed to let his minions play a little game with you. --- All the Creepypasta's mentioned belong to their rightful owners/creators. You belong to yourself (I hope O.o) Might contain some gore, language or sensitive topics. --- This is like, the first time I have enough confidence to put a story online. If you like my story, please vote & comment ? I hope you guys enjoy this fanfic!

Highest rankings: #1 on creepypastaxreader #1 on creepypasta When Y/N L/N accidentally gets added onto a groupchat of absolute imbeciles, she, an idiot, decides to continue to talk to these "angsty teens". Unbeknownst to her, they kinda do be killing doe. 😳👀 This is inspired by many texting fanfics I've read! I forgot most of their names but whatEVER. I think you can find one of them on Quotev, I think it's called "Messages", i don't know I haven't read all of it yet but it's so far a masterpiece full of memes. I can probably update a lot cause sis is homeschooled, yolo. I do have a schedule tho, so give me some patience. And yes I am weird asf and kinda dumb 🤭 typical homeschool stereotype, don't bully me. Also I'm not a big fan of cussing but if a bunch of rebellious serial killers don't cuss then what are they? Sorry if I mess up your Christian vibes ✋😔 (I'm kinda a Christian too actually- if I say the F word I probably misspelled or something.) Enjoy, hoe. 👁👄👁 -Yourlocalcrackhead

She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?