The Chaotic Events of MaKayla
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 28m
  • Reads 27
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 4
  • Time 28m
Ongoing, First published Feb 02, 2022
Mature
(This is my first ever story to write about creepypasta) Basically, I love reading about chaotic characters and the things they do. I wanted to make my own and have fun with it. For now, I want to make it serious, but also comedic. I do want to have romance, but I want to feel my character first before shipping them with someone. Again, I am just having fun and this will be my little escape from the real world.
MaKayla is a short tempered, smart mouthed, and a childish adult. She can be very serious when it is needed and will take nothing from nobody. She does not remember her life when she was alive, but that doesn't stop her much. All she knows is that she is no longer human and that she helps the children that summon her. How do they summon her you ask? Honestly, MaKayla does not know the answer to that. What will happen when MaKayla comes face to face with those in Slenderman's mansion? Better yet, what will happen when she is in Slenderman's presence?
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