Creepypastas
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Última publicación lun, feb 25, 2019
A book about my own Creepypasta stories , short stories , summonings, and more :)
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⛧°.⋆༺🦇༻⋆.°⛧ The sound of the metallic clang reverberated in your chest, sending a fresh wave of panic coursing through your veins. You swung the camera around again, eyes darting to the dark hallway that led deeper into the mall. The silence that followed was suffocating-unnatural. It wasn't just quiet; it was wrong. You felt the weight of it pressing on your skin, suffocating you from all sides. The tension was so thick it felt like you were walking through molasses. Your breath came in shallow bursts as you took a step back, hands still gripping the camera, but your focus was broken when the door to the lobby suddenly flew open.![Survival of life with killers [CP x Neko! Female! Reader]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/163130858-256-k255706.jpg)
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⛧°.⋆༺🦇༻⋆.°⛧ The sound of the metallic clang reverberated in your chest, sending a fresh wave of panic coursing through your veins. You swung the camera around again, eyes darting to the dark hallway that led deeper into the mall. The silence that followed was suffocating-unnatural. It wasn't just quiet; it was wrong. You felt the weight of it pressing on your skin, suffocating you from all sides. The tension was so thick it felt like you were walking through molasses. Your breath came in shallow bursts as you took a step back, hands still gripping the camera, but your focus was broken when the door to the lobby suddenly flew open.
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