Creepypasta yaoi

Creepypasta yaoi

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Feb 17, 2019
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Fantasy
This story is very gory and unpleasant. People love each other, yes, but it's creepypasta so I think you know what is expected. People die, people get hurt, people are tortured, and just isn't happy. ⚠️Mature Content Warning!!!⚠️ Cursing, torture, depressing, gore, sexual assault/harrassment, Suicidal thoughts, and ect. The real reason I'm doing this book is because I'm writing these stories for my creative writing class at school. I'm sorry I haven't updated lately I just have so much work to do every night. My math class gives us homework every day and so does creative writing. So I'm sorry.
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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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