You always hear voices in the dark, calling out your name, but nobody is ever there. You can feel their presence. You can hear their breath, you can feel it down your neck, sending shivers down your spine.
Maybe its just nothing.
Or maybe you're being stalked by an old friend of yours.
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I do not own anything but the story, Ticci Toby belongs to Kastoway and you belong to yourself. Yes - i am aware Masky is not a creepypasta, he is a character in Marble Hornets. case closed. And if you are below the age of 12, please, i advise you to not read this story. But.. i can't stop you, you can if you'd like.
Also, i will be using they/them pronouns so everyone may read this story.
Description
Y/n L/n grew up in a pretty regular household, not poor but not rich either. When after school her and her friend Cameron decide to smoke up in the woods..... however things do not go according to plan.
A/N
I will not be adding a stutter for toby's tics, I don't want to disrespect anyone by doing that instead I will add (tic) in a box and you can interpret the tic from there :))
I will not be adding things like "she put her hair into a ponytail" or shit like that because I myself have short hair and I don't want anyone to feel unincluded while reading this. Having said that if you do not have hair for any reason ignore or change the parts that talk about brushing it or anything like that, the same goes for food for if you are vegan or vegetarian, having said that this will be a female reader :))
STORY TITLE BY @Alace_Xx
⚠️I do not own any of the characters from the Creepypasta stories all rights to the owners of those characters. ⚠️ The cover photo was designed by me but the photos of Toby are from online pictures, all rights to the artists.
I'm sorry for the slow updates, I work a lot and when I'm not working I'm helping my mum with the kids. :))