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Creepypasta Romance [Jeff x Reader]
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Last published Wed, Aug 26, 2015
experience a relaxing story between a ruthless killer and (Y/N). this a a fan fiction and it might seem a little different. I'm writing this on my phone so i apologize for any typos and/or any words that do not make sense. this is a Jeff the killer one. i will make others for other creepy pasta. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THE STORY!
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