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{{A tyler the creator FF}} I sat on the carpeted floor of the barnes and nobles, one of my favorite books in hand. It was in between a few shelves but not hidden, and just big enough for a study group to sit and chat. There were bean bags and pillows in the area as well, but I wasn't new to the floor. I preferred it actually. A couple sentences in to the first chapter and my face was just inches from the paper. A few others wandered in from the patio, but I was too focused on my book to care. They weren't really using the appropriate tone of voice for a library, but I did my best to ignore the noise. Someone would put them out eventually. "Look at this nigga, got a book in his hand knowing damn well he can't read!" One voice said. After a few seconds, another voice responded. "I know you not recording me, you FAT BITCH!" This voice was deeper and seemed more aggressive. I started to hear thumps and slaps as if someone was fighting. "Aggghh! You crazy! STAAPP!" The first voice yelled. What the hell is going on?! I thought. Is this not a quiet establishment? I stood up, following the noise and coming to a group of guys. two of them tumbling around on the floor. "HEY!" I yelled, all the commotion stopped and the attention was on me. The one with the deeper voice looked up at me and gave a flirtatious smile. "Hey."
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Good evening fellow humans. I am here to tell you that this fanfic I wrote while I was in like 8-9th grade. It's shitty, it's awful, I have no consistency in chapter length, and had litterally no plans for the story. I'm now in college and this is something that keeps me awake at night. I've also just in general abandoned this Wattpad account. :) I'm not sure if you're here to read a story or here to laugh at the story but I will tell you, it will be a ride. I'd suggest going into this with no expectations other than to laugh at it! Now with out further ado the actual description of the story- Camp Creepy the special camp for the special... no it's not one of those camps for the needy teaching them about leadership and kindness. This camp is for the future's serial killers and creepypasta who just need that little push to get them going! Each promising child will be sent a letter from me, the camp director, explaining their situation. So let me delay you no longer and let us begin. sincerely, Camp Creepy's Head Director Mr. Slenderman

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