This is a story I wrote a long time ago as well as my first fanfiction ever! I will be rewriting this. The plot isn't known yet, sorry 'bout that.

Knowing I burnt my house to ash? Living with that fact? That doesn't bother me. The punches and hits I receive? I couldn't care less. But this really fucking bothered me... (Warning, -Strong language -Gore -Sensitive content -The reader is written gender neutral so anyone can read it I use they/them pronouns) (Yes, I know Masky and Hoodie aren't Creepypastas but I really wanted to include them. They both belong to Marble Hornets.) Thanks for reading!💕 (Art is not mine)

~Hi there ^*^ I'm Boo, and this is the first story I've ever started writing. I hope you enjoy 'A Little Laughter Left In Me...'!~ (I do not own Laughing Jack he belongs to Snuffbomb and the picture belongs to the one who drew it.)

(NOT EDITED) ⚠️ Bad Grammar⚠️ ⚠️ kind of stupid protagonist ⚠️ ⚠️ gore ⚠️ You are going to spend some time with your parents, but your father didn't show up, so your mother told you to go have fun while she waits at the entrance. Then, you meet this monochrome clown, he seems nice at first, but, is there more to him then you thought? ( picture does not belong to me, art by: Nana-Scissors on Deviant Art.)

This book is done Thats all. Thats the gist.