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Running, was all you remember doing. What were you running from? You couldn't recall, why?, still couldn't figure it out. You suddenly wake up in a dark, putrid smelling room. How did you get here?, whats going to happen to you?, what has Already happened to you? This book starts off like horror, and scary, but slowly becomes funny, and relatable, with a but if that horror left in it. All characters belong to their rightful owners. Please don't copy off of my book, if you take ideas, please tag me, or credit me‼️

WARNING: OLD!!! CRINGY!!! BAD GRAMMAR!!! In this book you are a girl that have some problems let's say. In one day you enter Slender forest and you do something that impres him and now you are a part of the pasta

No art is mine here. Welcome to this book. It's fucking Shitty *theme song* YAll gonna Make Me Lose my mind Some is from ijustwannahavefunn

Once there was a child born with abnormal colored eyes, the name of this child was Sasha. She was born with pure black eyes with the symbol of a monster feared by all on her iris. Her parents despised the child that they had given birth to, she was dubbed as the spawn of a demon. The church wanted nothing to do with the child and neither did the adoption facilities, the parents feared that they have been cursed by a demon so they tried to get rid of the child in every way possible. They have tried getting rid of Sasha ever since she could walk, they tried leaving her in the park to play and left soon as her back was turned but Sasha always managed to find her way home despite the distance of where they would try to leave her. They tried neglecting her as a baby hoping she would die of starvation, but alas no matter how many times they neglected her she was still healthy as if someone or something was taking care of her while their backs were turned. This enraged her parents so they did the only thing irresponsible parents would do, they abused her in every way possible mentally, physically, and verbally. They sent her to school since they planned on making her get a job once she was 18 so she could pay for everything they need, Sasha was never safe at home or at school. Her peers had noticed her eyes and called her names, she would get bullied at school and the principal could care less as he's a racist fuck, his daughter is one of her bullies, and nobody not even her teachers would dare file a report to the board of education about the bullies and about the principal not giving a shit bout the bullying or it would cost them their jobs. Several had attempted to report the principal but before they could they were fired on the spot if they even talked to Sasha without any valid reason. Another reason that nobody reported the principal is because his brother was the leader of a very dangerous gang.

This is a story about a young girl named (Y/N) (L/N) she was always different from others. she was bullied and abused by her father. She went missing after the mysterious murder of her dad... There will be: miss spelled words, bad grammar, cursing, gore, depressing moments, abuse, smoking, alcohol, drugs, pills, death, murder, and cutting. I do not own any creepypasta or any pictures in this book.

These are my creepypastas head canons you can agree to dis agree

Y/N wasn't born she was created. Created for the purpose to go back in time and fix the deeds of man kind. She didn't do it. Instead she broke away from her containment and went to live her own life. She's lived in many types of time lines and years that she's known more than the world. More than the history books. More than the governments most hidden secrets. The girl didn't have an age but as she did grow she's never aged. Its been years since she last went back to her timeline, but then again she can go back when ever she liked. She just wanted to go see time before her own. Y/Ns lived for a very long time and hasn't had any problems with the way she's lived or people she's met. She was happy with the way she jumped through time. But that had all changed very quickly... One day as she was in 1945, she was dressed in a fancy light blue dress with a hat to match, in a ball where she was trying to give some of the slaved African Americans that they needed their rights and not to be used. But before she could even begin a tall suited man with a perfect black suit and red tie, with black almost fluffy hair, and a light pale skin came and took her hands and danced with her. He didn't look like he was from this time but he sure acted like it. His eyes were of black color and he just smiled as if he enjoyed this timeline. Strange how odd ends meet with the same future.....

This is my first story so please be nice. You can give me some tips in the comments if you want. Please don't come at me for grammar, I am very bad at it.

So you were added to a mysterious group chat and you thought the people were cool and I don't know what else to write but also I've been reading a lot of Creepypasta group chats mention about murder blood cringe no eyelids no bitches no friends no cringe no fishes

A new girl in creepypasta high She's in the middle division She's 12 No shown emotion to others Crimson red hair Blue eyes Goggles and gloves High heel sneakers Shorts and tank top Uses machines to kill Is quiet and loud Lives with the slender brothers and their crew With the others What's wrong with her? Nothing at all No one talks to her except The slender brothers and the proxy's Why is she stranger than strange? No escape from the school She's comes when trespassers are at their school Fights With hands or machinery Always listen to the malfunctioner's advice She kills alone in a clocktower with tied up victims Always alone is the best for her Her past only known to her No friends other than proxies and the brothers Day or night She's always there for family and friends New proxy New friends Dark secrets Fixing tears in a heart Fixing a broken past Finding fun in life Actual emotions Staying strong Killing enemies Surviving Together with the pastas With past secrets among them?

Lucas is a lonely person and his father is only making his life worse his father because he just sells his own sons, his blood. Out to strangers.Also his brother fricken hates him and is homophobic but rapes him everyday. But one day he got saved, well more like kid napped but this mysterious boy with a cut smile that scared the heck out of him will be his savior.

how I think it happened

Y/N's life has been the worst. From her parents abusing her everyday to bullies beating her up.... But, what happens when she meets a Creepypasta in the woods? (GIRLS ONLY! IF YOU ARE A BOY, YOU CAN READ THIS IF YOU WANT!)

This is an original Trenderman story, this is just random, don't just sit and watch fashion shows, just do your own fashion, by the fact, I just judge your way of fashion, oh wait...is that a croc? Not on my watch bitch. . .

It started with a video. my life wouldn't be the way it is if i didnt meet them. I meet them because of the videos. What would have happened if i didn't make those videos? where would i be now? Where would we be now? ( all creepypastas are 13-16, exept the slender bros, sally, zalgo) Ashley Rain Adam (AKA=Ash-Does-Stuff) • YouTuber - 3.7M subscribers gaming reaction challenges drawing speed/fan art singing/ musical talents. ( more discription in first chapter aswell as images) Disclaimer: the picture of 'Ashley' is me so that is mine. But the rest is either thing I got off google images or printerest. All the pictures belong to there rightfull Owner/s.

Creepypasta facts From government officials

The title says it all.

Toby and Slenderman were the only ones in the mansion when Zalgo sneaks in a throws a potion in Toby's direction. The potion caused him to revert back to the age of five. It's now Slenderman ' s job to bring his proxy back to his original age while everyone else is gone for several months. Will he succeed before everyone comes back or will Toby stay a five year old forever? (Adopted by cocoanimal)

The wizards of Britain were fools; stuck in old ways and purposely ignoring the rapid change around them, choosing to plant their feet in the ground while everyone else moved ahead. They didn't question their ways, scoffing at anyone who thought differently. Persephone Bloodstone Woods was 11 years old, and was told that he wasn't born to be soft and quiet; he was born to shake and shatter the world at his fingertips. He was taught to smile like a loaded gun, to use his beauty against people, to laugh like a weeping angel. He was raised by people the world abandoned, people who fled into the darkness and reveled in the power blood sacrifices could give you. He was raised worshiping gods no longer worshiped, serving an entity of Chaos and Insanity. He was held against blood-soaked hoodies, and told for the first time, that he was loved. If the light had wanted him, then they should have tried harder, done better. The first people to tell him they loved him were murders. And he has proudly followed in their footsteps. Sometimes the world doesn't need another hero Sometimes what it needs is a Monster