The new student. Cula (Spookiz) x reader insert. Made by werxv_z's stories
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  • Parts 4
  • Time 20m
Ongoing, First published Dec 04, 2023
If you don't know Spookiz, you had a horrible childhood. (I'm just kidding, you can find them on Youtube, it's a kids show but I love it!)
In this story, you are a new student in class.
That night, you get introduced to the whole class by Mr. Reaper, the teacher. You are a ghost girl, and you'll get to know your newest friends: a Jiangshi named Kong Kong, a Goblin named Kebi, a Zombie named Zizi, a Simulacrum named Frankie and a Vampire named Cula. 

!-> PLEASE READ <-!
-In this story they aren't under 10 years old! I made them older, in fact, they are all above 14/15 years old.
-I don't own Spookiz!
Thanks for reading.

By: sleepiistories.
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