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Túto knihu chcem venovať silverhair23 MonikaPolakova2 †Pre vaše dobro to nečítajte... Táto kniha bola napísaná na želanie a bola vyžiadaná v češtine, takže predom sa ospravedlňujem za to, čo som písala... Najradšej by som túto knihu vymazala :DD R.I.P váž zrak...†

Kluk jménem Toby Rogers bude na útěku kvůli své nepozornosti. Bude však pronásledovaný někým, kdo se brzy stane jeho druhou rodinou. Čas bude plynout velmi rychle a Toby se bude čím dál tím rychleji dozvídat co je jeho druhá rodina zač a co se z něj za ten čas stalo.

Toby není cute...

Príbeh o Ticci Tobym a Ticci Tine

"What are you hiding?" asked Toby with an eyebrow raised. M/n bit his lip and looked away from him "that's something you have to figure out yourself"

Just your average day at school. Then one day a new student come and turns you hell around.

Before Toby killed his Father, His Mother got pregnant with you. Your mother would never tell you about Toby, only Lyra. But what happens when you find out about Your older brother?

~"The wind tugged at your hair as you sat on a bench and read your book. You had an uneasy feeling, like you were being watched, but you ignored it. You didn't know he was behind you."~ Living with your drunken mother had been a living hell. Everyday, you wished for nothing more than to leave. One night when you're home alone, your wish comes true. A strange boy with orange goggles and a stripped hoodie shows up and takes you to a place were there are people like you; rejects of society. For once in your life, you felt like you belonged somewhere, but your life was about to take another drastic turn. *DISCLAIMER: I do not own any if the creepypastas, their stories, or the SlenderMansion. I also do not own you x)*

[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