Creepypasta X Reader: New Beginning, New People (Female)

Creepypasta X Reader: New Beginning, New People (Female)

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A.N: Warning: Strong Language, Suicidal Thoughts and maybe a few more. I warned you. You are Y/N M/N (optional) L/N. Daughter of the famous inventor, Trico L/N and the famous fashion designer and seamstress, Chantra L/N. You live in 23 Magnolia Street in a big mansion, the farthest from most human interactions. As your parents wanted you to be safe, you were homeschooled in advance lessons while also being educated in different techniques of fighting with and without weapons. Because of this, you were unstoppable and powerful. Everything was going well for your family, until that your parents told you something interesting that changed your whole life for the better.....
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You thought your phone was broken when it read nine-forty-three in the morning while it was pitch black outside. One look at social media gave you all the information you needed to know what was happening. The sun was gone. Everywhere, in every state, city, country. Not only that, but people were making up all kinds of excuses for why it was missing. Yet, with each hour that passed, it kept worsening. People began looting in major cities, creating mobs to rush important buildings or block off busy roads. You, living in a semi-large city, could hear the sounds from afar; until those sounds turned to screaming, yelling, running. There were things out there. Things that wanted to hurt you. People that wanted to hurt you. Will daybreak ever come again? Or was this new, apocalyptic setting forever your new reality? ...And why did a masked, bloodied, man just break into your bathroom? ORIGINALLY POSTED ON QUOTEV.

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