In the past year or so, I've gotten really into Creepypasta, and I thought the stories were interesting, but found myself wanting to see how they would turn out if I wrote the same plot, but in my own style. If anybody has any requests for Creepypastas they would like me to rewrite you are welcome to add them to the comments on the request page. There will be TWs (Trigger Warnings) at the start of each Creepypasta with anything that may be disturbing to readers in any way. Most stories contain: profanity, blood, gore, violence, insanity/mental instability, murder, panic attacks/anxiety outbreaks, guns & other misc. weapons, etc. Please read with caution, reader discretion is advised. Having said that, because of the caution I have put into warning people of what may lie in the story ahead, I will not be held responsible for any triggering content. I think I've said all that needs to be said. Thank you all so much for reading my book! All my love, L.
Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers.
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