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Collection of Stories

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 31, 2020
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Romance
I've started getting into writing short little stories so I decided that I'll post them on here. These little stories might be odd or very open minded about their interpretations. So meh. The oddness of at least a couple of these little stories is probably because I have been reading quite a bit of Edgar Allen Poe and watching some creepy YouTube videos. Haha °¬° Please give some positive feedback, I would really appreciate it!
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MONSTER

JEFF THE KILLER x FEM READER S N E A K P E A K : My grip tightened, my brain began to go crazy with thoughts and different voices. "I'm not...a bad person." I whispered, my body leaned up against his chest for support as I felt my eyes begin to burn. Images of bodies blurred my train of thought, The ones he and the others had brutalized popped up in my into my sick mind, so many fucked up events finally began to take a tole on my brain as they found one little crease to seep into. His hand grabbed my wrist, tight. I felt his other hand cup my cheek, pulling me closer to his body. "We are all bad people." He spoke aloud, his eyes not coming to mine once. "But...I'm not." I breathed out, trying to convince myself that I wasn't. "But you are, Y/n." He stated, looking down at me. His eyes were filled with... something unknown to my intoxicated mind. Deep down, I knew that for once, he wasn't lying to me. I truly was a monster, just, like, them.

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