Smile, It's for the Camera!

Smile, It's for the Camera!

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This story is about my creepypasta oc I have named The Photographer (p.s. If you have any better ideas for their name I'm open to suggestions). I will start it out as you, the reader (not gender-bound), posting all the things happening to you and to spread the story as a warning. After that I will move onto her backstory and then go on to her life as a creepypasta, and no she does not know any other creepy pastas unless I decide it would help the story if she met some. There will be gory and descriptive scenes BUT I am not going to rate it Mature and instead will put warnings at the beginnings of chapters and warnings within so that if you want to enjoy the story and are squeamish then you can skip those parts. I own everything in the story unless stated so in the beginning or end of the chapters and if you do use my character for anything, which I don't care if you do or not, please send me a link or something! I would LOVE to look at it!
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"Tim," I finally spoke, my voice cracking from misuse and my crying. "Tim, I think I did something bad." Tim looked like a deer in headlights at the sound of me finally speaking. "It's okay, baby," he said, dropping the rag and moving so he was directly in front of me. "It's going to be okay." I let out another choked sob as I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close to me as I could. Tim was quivering in my touch as he tried to stay strong. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," he mumbled, pressing his face into my hair. "We're going to be okay, yeah?" ----- Dear Diary, What. The. Fuck. You would think the encounters from working at waffle house would be weird enough for a lifetime, but next thing you know, I'm falling head-first in love with three - technically five - men and fighting for my life in a series of trials set up by an eldritch god. I guess normality was never my forte, but this is something else entirely. Let's see how this ends? Creepypasta Proxies [ Ticci Toby, Brian Thomas (Hoodie), Tim Wright (Masky) x OC] Started: June 3rd, 2021 Ended: July 21, 2022 Word Count: 121k

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