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Broken Doll: Hoodie X Reader

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Reads 2,304
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Parts 22
Time 4h 17m

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creepypasta depression hoodiexreader romance

I hate humanity. I found them a disgusting race, they were all out for themselves. They always put someone down if they feel so inclined, or they use you as they see fit. Honestly though, I think I hated myself more. I took it out on myself, I had cuts everywhere. The hoodie I wore was black to hide the blood stains.

That was until this man followed me home from work. He had been showing up everyday for two months and always stared at me. I tried not to pay attention to this fact, but when he left after my shift ended.. I desperately wanted to make him stop I wanted him to suffer and feel what he was putting me through. I got the chance to do that when I met the man in a yellow hoodie.All Rights Reserved

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