Creepypasta High (Glitchy Red Fanfiction)
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  • Reads 1,254
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 16m
Ongoing, First published May 02, 2014
Creepypasta High a school were the young new killers go. Oh but not any type of killer. They are Creepypastas. You might have heard of them. Anyways, Creepypasta go to this school to become more skilled, stronger, intelligent,  and more powerful. The school is located in the under realm, where no human can find the school. Their only one way to get to the under realm and it is going throught the portal that separates the under realm and the over realm. If a human finds the portal and goes throught, they will pay...with their lives. No human can trick them. but what if one day one, a human goes throught without being notice as a human?

I passed throught the portal and I still haven't been notice. My name is Luna Perez, We all know the creepypastas as coldhearted, killer, but what if I can change them? What if WE can change them? Is it worth a try? 

(This is a glitchy red fanfiction as well as a creepypasta fanfiction, Enjoy my cookies :3)
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