Changed

Elizabeth, stop. You’re losing yourself. I think to myself. I finish setting it up. I look around and find a large rock that I could stand on to get to it. I struggle to push it under the noose, but I do it. I step up to it, but I still have to get on my tippy-toes to get my head through the loop.
“Don’t Do it!” I hear what sounds like a teenage boy say. I look over and see a boy in all black and a blue mask with black eyes. There appears to be a black substance coming out of the eye sockets. Wait a minute, that’s Eyeless Jack! My favorite creepypasta. I shiver, thinking he’s going to take my kidneys and eat them.
“W-why do you c-care?” I say quietly, almost at a whisper. Why would he care about me? Why isn’t he trying to steal my kidneys?
“Because we care about you.” I hear a different voice call out. I turn to the other side and see a boy with longer, black hair, white skin, no eyelids, and a smile cut into his face. It’s Jeff the Killer. Another one of my favorite creepypastas .Why are they not trying to kill me? They can’t stop me. I’m going to anyway. I quickly pick up my feet. I begin to choke and try and gasp for air. Then all of the sudder I feel myself falling and then someone catch me. I gasp for the unwanted air, then looking up at who caught me. It’s Jack. Why did he catch me? Why am I not dead?