WARNING: THIS STORY NEEDS SOME SERIOUS EDITING, WHICH I HAVE JUST RECENTLY STARTED DOING. READ ON YOUR OWN RISK. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Meet Blare. A girl who once had a perfect life. Parents, an elder sister, friends, everything that a normal person could have. But after an accident, Blare was left living alone with her elder sister, who later on started to make her life a living hell. Years passed and Blare studied harder than ever in school. She later joined a band with 3 of her friends and developed a crush towards the lead vocalist. Everything went on the same everyday which became pretty normal to Blare. She tried to make the best of everything. That is..until she meets a certain 'no good'. After that, her whole life began to change. [I don't own any of the creepypastas mentioned in the story.] I don't own the art in the cover picture. Cover pic editing: @Amazing_Asni4

This story is about a girl named Alicia. She was a normal girl an A+ college students. But one day she felt something was off, she felt as if something was watching her or someone. She tried to tell someone but no one would believe her not even her own mother. Slowly her sanity was slipping away day by day. Eventually she got to the point were she was sent to a nut house. One night she felt as if it was in her cell with her. As she was about to doze off she felt something over her she looked up to see. A tall man with a white hoodie covered in blood and had black shoulder length hair. " go to sleep" he says to stab her. If you like the introduction read the story. You'll love it more than the introduction.

*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.

Taylor was just a normal girl who lived with a mom and a sister. she was the bad girl in school, the kind that always did stuff just for attention or for fun. Taylor read creepypasta stuff but didn't think they were real. Jeff was a mass killer who had no love in his life and only killed people. he lived in the creepypasta mansion with the other proxies. 2 Different people who don't know each other until one fateful night!!! Will Jeff and Taylor learn to believe and love one another or will their lives come between them!?

They were just a new family moving in , The Woods . She and her mom Barbara and Brother didn't know they were dangerous , well one of them in particular . They didn't know that Jeffrey was going insane , They didn't know that he was coming after them . She hoped she could bring him back , But what if bringing him back cost more lives than she'd imagined . What if her getting attached to him , blinded her from the truth . Reading this , you'll find out who Jeff really is , Who he was and what he became , The beginning and the End .

Elixir Carter is just a normal 17 year old. She had a rough childhood as a bad incident happened causing her father to leave and her mother to hate her. It still carries on, even through college. She just wants everything to change. But when it does, she didn't expect it to change like this. *Yet to have corrections added *All rights go to The creepy pasta creators of some of the characters in this story.

He's only felt this love for one person and one person only. He just doesn't want the same thing to happen again. He just doesn't want to let her down. But his insanity stands in the way of everything. Sometimes even his emotions.

That creeping feeling when he watches me... It makes my skin crawl and my body shake in fear as I take cover in my room. The nonstop text messages and threats... They never cease to stop! He's always watching and stalking me, and I don't know... what to do...

( bit of a trigger warning: this is a psychotic killer. He does bad things. He abuses people. He hurts the ones he loves and slaughters the innocent... So yeah.. Brace yourself) (Also, all the photos are not mine i found them on google images.. Jeff the killer is not my creation I'm Not sure who created him but its not me, don't sue me) " I love you.." Your hips rocked on Jeff's in rhythm. You waited for him to say it back but it never happened. Jeff dug his nails into your soft flesh and counted to go harder. You cried out in pain as you grabbed the sheets, digging your nails into them, balling them up in your fists tightly, pulling them. Jeff took this as a sign of go harder. You felt tears prick your eyes. You're not sure if it was pain or sensory overload, a couple of tears ran down your cheeks and you just accepted it. " i love you!" You cried out loudly. Feeling it shoot through the heaviness of the situation. "J-Jeff.." You moaned as he pushed your face into the mattress, and continued on. Tears covered your face and you were in a considerable amount of pain but you wanted to please Jeff, so you let him continue. You always wanted to please Jeff. Ever since you first met him. "Whose a good girl?" He yanked your hair back and counted at a steady pace. " you're still with me right..?" You gave out a little whine as you layed there on the line of bliss and insanity. You panted like a dog as Jeff laid panting beside you. You quickly clung to him, wrapping your arms around his strong sweaty frame. "I love you.." You said again placing kisses on his cut cheeks and neck "Huh..?" He glanced over at you. " yeah.. Yeah.." you sat back up on his lap. It seems the only way you could get him to say it back was.. " love you too..." He ran his hands up your legs again. Was sex..

He possesses her, she abhors him. An obsessive love story for the sick and twisted.