This story is about a girl named Y/n, (that means your name you pretty bitch) Along the way tea will be spilt, it gets better as the chapters progress

(y/n) was just like any other girl but very good at fighting, one day she decides to cause a commotion' at school, she runs for the forest only to find..... I will let you read up to that point ^^

(Y/N) That was her name. She killed her mother and told a story. She was placed in a mental hospital for her story. They questioned her often to test the truth of her tale, but resulted with the same unbelievable story, over and over again.

You're A Mute. You're always bullied...You're Always Abused...You're friend can't take seeing you like that, so she made a Music Box with the most beautiful tone you've ever heard... You're Mom Finds out and takes it away, and tells you not to talk nor see her again. This lead you to insanity...And Find Out More. (I own Nothing but The Plot and The OCs.)

I've been reading up on these creepypasta stories. I've gotten really interested into it that I want to find them myself. I may be crazy for this, but I've got nothing better to do with my life. I'm not much of a people person so yeah, might as well do something I'd have fun doing. What if creepypasta's have just stopped doing what they do? They dissapeared. Maybe Y/n can find them, right? After all, they're lost, you have to find them.

"ωαя ηεvεя cнαηgεs...ιт ιs vισℓεηт αη∂ υηεε∂ε∂, ∂σ үσυ кησω тнαт, (ү/η)?" - α үσυηg ωσмαη ιη ωσяℓ∂ ωαя тωσ, яυssια, ιs cαυgнт вεтωεεη α ωαя sнε ωαs ηεvεя ιηvσℓvε∂ ωιтн ιη тнε ғιяsт ρℓαcε, ηειтнεя ∂σεs sнε ωαηт тσ. үεт, ωιтнιη тнε нσяяσя αη∂ тяεαcнεяү, тнεяε ιs sσмεтнιηg мσяε. мαүвε ιт ιs тнε ρεяғεcт ρℓαcε ғσя ℓσvε σя...σвεssιση.

This is my first x reader book so I have a feeling it's going to be bad but who cares. ➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰ ➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰ Darkness. That is what you saw until you saw light. As it became clear you realize your in a forest. You have no memory of why your here or at all.......... even your name. You thought you will die until you encounter them. Your new family. ➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰➳✰ ➳✰➳✰➳✰ Y/n= your name F/c= favorite color S/f/c= second favorite color F/f= favorite food F/c= favorite candy

Heya, another gay story. Anyways enjoy the story!😁

You , y/n were abused by your father.Ever since your mother died. Until one day your whole world changed.

(VERY SLOW UPDATES; PRETTY SURE IT RIVALS DECOMPOSITION SLOW) (POSSIBLE GENDER NEUTRAL REWRITE SOON?) "I sighed and swooped down from the clouds to do my job. I landed on a part of the battlefield that didn't have as much gunfire, and I took out my scythe." . . . You are what most people would call a reaper, although you don't look like how they depict most reapers. Well, they got the scythe right at least. You look more like how they depict angels. Your job is to find souls and either send them to Heaven, hell, or whatever other afterlife they belonged in. Occasionally, if someone is about to die when they're not supposed to, you help them. That's how all this started. By helping out a certain gentleman that wasn't supposed to die..... Cover art by tired_kit_boi on Instagram