Casually Afraid. || Creepypasta x Reader || Scare&CrackFic

Casually Afraid. || Creepypasta x Reader || Scare&CrackFic

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Dec 13, 2020
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Horror
|| "You really want to die that badly?" || || "Not until I get the buttcheeks of that damn MCFucketh worker that put one less Chicken Nugget in the Pack than promised." || || "Sucks to suck." || (Y/N) (L/N) || "Please don't detroid Smash me-" || You live in a normal town, with normal people, a normal school, normal places, normal stores and a normal Killing Spree that has been going around :) || "What's with this sassy, lost child?" || You heard me. A normal Killing Spree. You see, since last month Families began to get killed, houses began to get breaked in, Murderers began to kill people, the usual stuff. Every Night another House gets invaded and their residents get killed by some weird people called "Creepypasta's". || "I beg you to shut the fuck up" || The Next house in line would be (Y/N)'s Ah yes. The child. The reader is a (Y/A) year old female. Not sure if romance is gonna be included. The reader is supposed to be a minor, so if you're older than that, sorry.
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You are home alone, and you hear on the news about the profile of a murderer who is on the loose. You look out the sliding glass doors to your backyard, and you notice a man standing out in the snow. He fits the profile of the murderer exactly, and he is smiling at you. You gulp, picking up the phone to your right dialing 911. You look back out the glass as you press the phone to your ear, and notice he is much closer to you now. You then drop the phone in shock. There are no footprints in the snow... It's his reflection. The story is called Home Alone. These are just some Creeypasta's. These Creepypastas do not belong to me, all rights reserved to the rightful owners. Read them if you want, I don't care.

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