**on hold for editing** you are kidnapped by a creepypasta and it turns out that you might NOT die.

You are a normal high school girl in a desperate need of money. Your favorite pizzeria from childhood offers you the job. You accept, not realizing the dangers of the job. Your job is to take the security guard night shift. While working you find animatronics moving around threatening to stuff you in a Freddy Fazbear suit. A mysterious purple guy promises you safety for a price. You have to be his girlfriend...! (Other creepypasta characters promised) I do not own FNAF or other creepypastas mentioned in the story.

Creepypasta

One day Y/N lost her job and was heading home when a portal opened behind her. She didn't notice at first, but when she got hit by what came out of it her life changed forever. Y/N now had to both find a way to get a man named Bakugou back to his own world, and get them both a job in the mean time. P.S. If you loved this fanfic then go follow fullfiction the actual creator of the book. He wrote on this account because he didn't have his own yet but now he does. ~C Edit: If you don't like how this ends, or wish something different happened; I welcome you to recreate this as your own book, I give you full permission to use absolutely everyone from this story, including their quirks. As long as you can be creative, and not just copy paste this and change one or two words (good luck).

creepypasta time 🍝

You are home alone, and you hear on the news about the profile of a murderer who is on the loose. You look out the sliding glass doors to your backyard, and you notice a man standing out in the snow. He fits the profile of the murderer exactly, and he is smiling at you. You gulp, picking up the phone to your right dialing 911. You look back out the glass as you press the phone to your ear, and notice he is much closer to you now. You then drop the phone in shock. There are no footprints in the snow... It's his reflection. The story is called Home Alone. These are just some Creeypasta's. These Creepypastas do not belong to me, all rights reserved to the rightful owners. Read them if you want, I don't care.

This is my first creepypasta story so I hope you little Bolts enjoy ^^ ~~~ What would you do if a man came into your house and offered you a job as a killer? Would you go with him, fall in love with him, and sacrifice everything to keep him? Or would you knee him where the sun don't shine and call the cops? *May include slight lemons*