The Unknown Truth

NoraWroteIt

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NoraWroteIt

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"Do you... remember me?" I stare at the man, my memories are still blurry and his voice doesn't sound familiar. "No, I don't," I answered back, why would he ask that question? "I see, maybe this might help you remember." he reaches into his backpack, I quickly get into a defensive position.
    
    "it's okay, I'm unarmed trust me." "Like hell, I just met you." "...Fair enough,"
    
    He then pulls something out, I reached inside my pocket for my gun but the item in his hand made me froze in disbelief, "How- where did you get that?" I asked, my eyes wide from shock. I thought there was only one of them, the man chuckles as if he's amused by my reaction, "I see you still remember this old shit."
    
    "I asked where did you get that?" coming back to my senses, pulling out the gun before pointing it towards him. I glare at this stranger whose smirk only grew wider, "If your so curious to know, I'll meet you at our special spot, I'll see you soon ภ̷͚̼͚̺̜͊́̊͊҉̵̅๏̷̢̤̻̰͈̟̤͉̱́̔̊̇̓̉̀͆͠҉̷́ѓ̵͊ค̷̨͖̘̮̮̹̹̖̆̐̄͑̈́̔͘҉̷͌̈́."
    
    Before I could answer him, he vanished, leaving no trace behind. I stood there, millions of questions are going through my head, who was this man? why did he call me ภ̷͚̼͚̺̜͊́̊͊҉̵̅̿๏̷̢̤̻̰͈̟̤͉̱́̔̊̇̓̉̀͆͠҉̷́̍ѓ̵͊̓ค̷̨͖̘̮̮̹̹̖̆̐̄͑̈́̔͘҉̷͌̈́͠  is that a nickname for me? what "special spot" is he talking about?
    
    I need to know, I need answers, I need to know who I really am.
    
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    DISCLAIMER: I do not own Creepypasta. This is a self-insert/persona fanfic. I only own the main character (my persona), the other characters (my OCs), and the story. Please credit me if you use any one of them or you will be reported.All Rights Reserved

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Sun, Feb 6, 2022

"Do you... remember me?" I stare at the man, my memories are still blurry and his voice doesn't sound familiar. "No, I don't," I answered back, why would he ask that question? "I see, maybe this might help you remember." he reaches into his backpack, I quickly get into a defensive position.

"it's okay, I'm unarmed trust me." "Like hell, I just met you." "...Fair enough,"

He then pulls something out, I reached inside my pocket for my gun but the item in his hand made me froze in disbelief, "How- where did you get that?" I asked, my eyes wide from shock. I thought there was only one of them, the man chuckles as if he's amused by my reaction, "I see you still remember this old shit."

"I asked where did you get that?" coming back to my senses, pulling out the gun before pointing it towards him. I glare at this stranger whose smirk only grew wider, "If your so curious to know, I'll meet you at our special spot, I'll see you soon ภ̷͚̼͚̺̜͊́̊͊҉̵̅๏̷̢̤̻̰͈̟̤͉̱́̔̊̇̓̉̀͆͠҉̷́ѓ̵͊ค̷̨͖̘̮̮̹̹̖̆̐̄͑̈́̔͘҉̷͌̈́."

Before I could answer him, he vanished, leaving no trace behind. I stood there, millions of questions are going through my head, who was this man? why did he call me ภ̷͚̼͚̺̜͊́̊͊҉̵̅̿๏̷̢̤̻̰͈̟̤͉̱́̔̊̇̓̉̀͆͠҉̷́̍ѓ̵͊̓ค̷̨͖̘̮̮̹̹̖̆̐̄͑̈́̔͘҉̷͌̈́͠ is that a nickname for me? what "special spot" is he talking about?

I need to know, I need answers, I need to know who I really am.

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DISCLAIMER: I do not own Creepypasta. This is a self-insert/persona fanfic. I only own the main character (my persona), the other characters (my OCs), and the story. Please credit me if you use any one of them or you will be reported.

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