creepypastas

creepypastas

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En mi sueño mi hermano había estado todo el día jugando en el garaje ya era de noche cuando lo fui a buscar de regreso a lo lejos lo vi a Jeff the killer cuando lo vi bol vi por mi hermano regresamos corriendo y allí estaba el frente a nosotros yo le dije a mi hermano que sugiera corriendo que no parara jeff nos seguía mi hermano entro ala casa yo lo ensere ay no lo deje salir jeff llego a donde yo estaba pero no me mato no me iso nada lo que para mi fue muy extraño y acuérdense que si no lo sabían jeff the killer es uno de los creepypastas que se presentan en tus sueños díganme a alguien mas le a pasado ?????
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"Zane!" My big brother, John exclaimed. He rushed up to me, and tickled me. He picked me up in the air, swinging me around, making my legs go up and down. "NO! John!! Stop!~" I giggled, smiling a large, toothy grin. John finally put me down. He bent down on one knee, looking into my dark chocolate eyes. "Promise me you'll be a good daughter while I'm gone." I pouted. "Do you really have to leave?" "I'm sorry Zane." He said, not really answering my question. "I love you." He ruffled my hair, and smiled at me one last time. He picked up his suitcase that laid next to the road, and entered the bus, heading for his first day in college. I waved to him, racing after the bus as it left, and oddly smiled. Little did I know that would be the last time I'd ever see John. -------------- ((I have little to no idea if anyone will read this, but I might as well give it a chance)) **Cover art drawn by me**

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