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Save me ☁️ Creepypasta x Reader ☁️
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Ongoing, First published Jul 31, 2021
Mature
You were only 21 years old and you were living with your grandma, who at times hated you and abused you. You had no where else to go, so you stayed in her house ever since birth. You're mother took care of you, but you couldn't stay with her long, due to your mother not having a stable mind after the face her own mother abused her and let her boyfriend abused your own mother too. 

You got sick of staying at your grandma's place, because your grandma keeps stealing alcohol you buy and clothes you buy. And she keeps saying she didn't do it when you find it in her room in a bag that says: "Lie to her and throw it out.", so you grabbed the bag and hid it in your room when you were home alone one day. You emptied out the bag and you found a letter from your dad. 

You think to yourself about why you never met your dad and why your mom always had talked about having weird powers that you also have. You shrugged it off as you read the letter. The letter that solved everything. The letter that explained everything. The letter that told you who your dad was. The letter that told you Slenderman was your dad. 

You first didn't believe it so you shrugged it off, thinking your grandma made up the letter. Shrugging the though off you opened up your laptop and turned it on and opened up Chrome. Then all of a sudden Cleverbot randomly popped up in a tab. Which made you freak out because you didn't touch you laptop. You saw the words on the screen that Cleverbot sent, which made you completely freak out and lock your bedroom door. 

You replayed the sentence in your head.

"You found the note, great Slenderman said don't leave your room someone is going to pick you up, but until then maybe I can have some fun with you?~"

What will you do now (Y/N)?
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