Short Stories

Short Stories

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Really really short stories written in one sitting. I barely correct any mistakes, so there might be a few weird parts. These are mostly written for practise, because I wanna improove my writing. The stories are not connected in any way. If you have questions, I'll gladly answer them! If you'll read any of them, thank you, and I hope you'll like them! Content "warning": creatures, and overall just badly written creepy-ish plots. (I had to retype this 3 times because wattpad didn't save it for some reason)
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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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