This is where we end Eyeless Jack x OC(creepypasta story)

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I am someone, someone no one cares about, someone who has been experimented on since birth. But i don't care. my body has metal strings running trough it and i can control it. i don't care that my mouth is stitched closed and my right eye. i just makes me smile, i cant stop smiling, because i find this funny. i find my hands in metal gloves suspended in the air or that my feet are attached to the ground in iron boots or that i have needles stinking in to my skin. it just makes me laugh. i laughed so much that it made my parents kill themselves after they finished mutating me making me a monster. but i don't care as long as i can laugh and eat.All Rights Reserved

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chapter 1- the bloody escape
Thu, Dec 13, 2018

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chapter 1- the bloody escape
Thu, Dec 13, 2018

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