The lovely nightmare - (Jeff the Killer x reader)
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Last published Wed, Aug 5, 2015
As a young child you saw your family being murdered right in front of you by a boy with charcoal black hair and seemed no older than you, as you hide in fear. About 10 years later you return to your home town for your last four years of school to have only bloody memories and a boy with a white hood and dark secret as your classmate.
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