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All her life she's been ignored and rejected by all humans. No one seems to understand that despite her wolf ears and tail, she is a human. No one gets her life, no one knows what it's like to be shunned by everyone around her. But what if there's someone else, someone who's gone through that as well. Someone who lives with a whole group of misfits. Someone who wears a mask, and has no eyes? Alternatively: I was 14 with a dream, enjoy this perfectly cringe old story <3

^-^ Yep, I have decided to make one of these! They look like so much fun that I had to go through with it! I would so love to see what kind of crazy questions my readers have! Also. . .>.< Please keep the questions short, but you may ask as many as you want! No limits! :3 I will take questions of all kind! I'm a yaoi fan, so expect yaoi every now and again! You may ask questions about that, and if you'd like to see specific pairings then by golly suggest them! Note, that I don't know very many Creepypastas, so if I don't get their personalities right or something, then yeah! I'm sorry! Any hateful questions will be ignored and deleted! Oh and you can make dares to. So enjoy! ^-^

What happens if a bunch of cold-hearted, obnoxious, childish, killers kidnaps you..for fun? Play with your life a little.

>>DISCONTINUED<< sorry guys I just don't find creepypasta that interesting anymore. Hope you're not mad or anything. Once again, I'm am SUPER sorry. I'm writing a new story though. You should go check it out ;)

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Cadenza is a 17 year old girl who is half demon. She has always believed in the Creepypastas! She gets the chance to be one, when she meets Jeff the Killer and stabs him, almost actually killing him! She meets the CPs and even has a crush on one of them, Eyeless Jack! But sadly, Mr. Perv (Ben drowned!) likes Cadenza, and will do anything to get her heart, he even says he will stop being a perv!

Waking up strapped to a wooden chair, Rebecca Hobbes lived the next few months as an experiment. She remembers how it all happened, and she just wishes that she never left the orphanage to go to the college outside of town. She's accepted her fate by now, she believes that she's going to die strapped to this chair... Screams heard from far away, chills running up her spine. Fear engulfs her. Then it stops... maybe... maybe she can escape... Fresh air, wilderness surrounding her. Questions that need to be answered. Who saved her from that Hell? What would they do if they found her?

this is a eyeless jack love story with a black neko. : 3 this is my first story!!

Pull from the description of a stranger...And that makes you. Standing in the pouring rain. It was all a blur. So tell me...How did it feel to be human? Oh...That's right. You can't. Because you aren't.

violet, she is a artist. she has a very small group of friends. one day they have a sleep over. next morning wake up tattooed. each tattoo a different color. after a while powers and secrets appear from and about each girl. they start to want to see people they haven't even seen. it feels as if they are missing a part of them selves.

Her father left her. All she had were her mother and a dark clown. Her mother made her move away to a new home with a new daddy. But she wasn't happy about leaving her only friend. She grows up to be a loner, much like how she was back then. She flipped a table and broke a girl's nose. She's That Girl. She defeats a boy with a disturbing smile, a boy who tried to kill her. More monsters came along, and all of them were defeated as well. Who is this girl, and why is she so powerful? This is the story of Lucy Weston. -I don't own any of these CPs.-

Hey guys what's up! I made a new book where you get to ask Eyeless Jack questions and he'll answer them truthfully. Please comment your questions and he'll answer them! Thank you!

(Y/n) was only a young girl. Who didn't understand much. Though she was ignored and mistreated by her parents her brother really loved her. After seeing her brother was murdered she wanted nothing to do with this life. The only thing she wanted to be just pain and misery to the person who killed her brother.

Idk I was bored

This is just some art I found online and no the art is not mine

It's a story about a girl walking through a hard life and wanting to escape people hurt her in and out she couldn't feel pain until the day her best friend died and that's when life became even worse...

(Not revised. Bare with potential mistakes) Jack was an average boy, with extremely bad vision. Everyone makes fun of him from his big bulky glasses. His only friends, Mikey and Harry, are always there to help him out. But what happens when Jack begins to hallucinate and his friends tell him the wrong advice? *** I leave the bathroom and before I walk back into my room, mom calls upstairs to see if I'm okay. I just nod. Not turning back. Not speaking. She mustn't know. She shall not know. I walk to my bed and get on floor. There. There they are. My leather gloves. Perfect fit, holding my fingers right and wonderfully. My hoodie. I need my hoodie. She mustn't know. She shall not know. I put on my hoodie and it's hood. Then I approach my desk. My mask. I put it on. I can still see. It's perfect. She mustn't know. She shall not know. I open my door again.

[Sequel to Different] Even though one year has passed after her arrival to a whole new world inhabited by monsters, Calliope's condition hadn't improved. Rather, the longer she stayed, the worse she became. The leaves rustled behind me but I didn't bother to look. "I thought I'd find you here," Jeff sighed and sat down beside me. I didn't say anything. I didn't think I should. I don't even know what to say. "I never thought I'd see that kind of frenzy in my entire life. You're certainly something. You never fail to surprise us." he says. I didn't have to be emotionless or broken to notice the way he said that. It was laced with fear, mostly. I then found it difficult to breathe and my eyesight began to blur. Something rolled down my cheek and it took me a moment to realize that I was crying. I never cried. "Jeff?" I whispered. "Hm?" "Kill me, please."