My Dark Love
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Rose, a normal girl, she barely had any problems in life. She's a big fan of Anime and Creepypastas. But what happens when she meets Jeff the killer and to make matters worse makes a deal with him? Will she complete the deal even if it costs her her? Or will she never tell her feeling towards that special person?
"Wait don't kill me yet! I still have one thing I live for and never did!" I whisper/scream at him before he tried once more to stab me with his knife. Jeff just stares at me. I think he wants me to continue or maybe he's seeing how to kill me. "Let's make a deal" I said. He smirked, I think he's in.
*Note. There is gonna be some curse words.
*Note. 2 It's my first time writing in Wattpad, so bear with me.
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