*FIRST BOOK IN THE Dear My Sanity SERIES* "Look at your hands. Their blood is on your hands." Jamie stares at her blood covered hands. She clenches her jaw, a muffled scream coming from her. I let her scream but I look around, knowing the police would come soon. If she wants to avoid being caught, she needs to get over her little crisis already. "Get up," I say quickly, going over and grabbing onto her arm to pull her up. "Come on, the police will be coming soon. You're not going to jail." She struggles against me, screaming, "No! You're going to kill me if I go with you." "This all can be erased," I insisted. The wailing of sirens tells me I need to convince her quickly. Jamie pauses, thinking hard. "Fine," she says. "Let's go then." I say no more as I run. She picks up my pace and follows me as I lead her away from her first murders and into her new life. I think it's one she'll fit well into.

《1st Place in Sally category - Fall Awards 2016 | Admin's Choice - CreepyPasta_Awards》 "You can't leave the horror behind; it's a part of you." Sally Williams was a young, bright girl until she met a cruel fate by the hands of a man with cruel desires. Ever since she died, the horror comes back to her, over and over again, like a reoccurring nightmare. This child, scarred by her past, is engulfed by a powerfully wicked anger and an urge that she doesn't yet understand. In her search for answers, she only comes across more questions. Crossing paths with killers doesn't seem to make her situation any easier, despite the help some of them offer. Plagued with immortality, little Sally will be met with decisions that may forever haunt her. With eternity in sight, what can a young girl do? What does she most desire, and what will it take to get it? ~*~*~*~*~Praise for For All of Eternity~*~*~*~*~ "Can't stop the tears...This is so real, that's why it hurts so much...Bittersweet and beautiful. And oh so much sorrow..." ~LokisPuppet "Thank you so much for writing this. Honestly, not a lot of stories--much less, fanfiction--give me a new perspective on the world..." ~pastel-feels "Rereading this because it's one of the few creepypasta fan fiction that doesn't give into the stereotypes. You portray each character as if they were your own, honestly. I've never seen someone get their personalities so down pat." ~Anonymous "Omg!!! Literally all I can say is oh my gosh!...this was such a beautifully written story. I can't even put into words how good it was." ~lizthecraze

He's psychotic, mad in the head, and shivers at the sweet taste of flesh. All Jeff desired was the perfect kill. A victim to fight back, give him a challenge, and amuse his sick cravings. He found who he was looking for, but was she too feisty, even for his taste? Too accustomed to his being there? When Jeff realizes this, he doesn't know whether to end her or not. The option is tempting, but there's something deeper to this story. Something that prohibits his inner murderer from stabbing her lifeless. He begins to feel something sick, even sicker than all the blood shed and fear he's caused, the longer he's met with those green, nostalgic eyes. He begins to remember.