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Creepypasta- lucky 13 Hi, my name is jako. I'm 13 and I have recently moved. I used to go to ash hill academy in rosington. I have been sent to a psychological doctor. Here's my story... or what is salvaged of it. I have just moved, I'm still missing my friends, we'd have many fun times if I was still there, but I.m not. I tried to make friends here, but failed. There is nobody my age in my school it gets boring. I have been here a few days. I. Have always been paranoid, but I am constantly looking over my shoulder now. Time to go.to school... Same old day. Boring. Lonely. I've met one friend though, his name is Ryan. He is pretty cool. As

Creepypasta- kimono girl. I waswalking home from a party, and I passed a dark house, the walls were black with night and the roof was sloped. The Windows stared like eyes. This is the "haunted" house of the neighbourhood. Every neighbourhood has one. "Hmm... if I get a vid of me in there, I might win shana over." Without a second thought, I March up the garden and open the unlocked door. I search my pockets for my flashlight. I find it, take it out, and point it around. I see some stairs. I decide to climb them. I see a nice piece of art there. A cartoon style heart with a weird pattern in the corner. Kanji. It says one thing "love". Weird.

Creepypasta-love part 3 I wake to birdsong. The cave is bright in the morning light. *this place is perfect* i think. I have been here for two weeks now.it gets better every day. "Hello" I spin,knowing this isn't Samantha. A woman is stood there. She has a scar down the left of her face, and resembles something that I used to know about, but thanks to my memory loss, I don't know what it is. While my back is turned, two men drop down in front of the cave entrance. "Come with us." "Why?" "It's too complicated." With that, she raises her hand and clenches her fist *attack* i know the gesture and spin to block a demon horn fist attack from the

Second part of creepypasta-love "God" "I found myself unconscious right there." She points to the beach. You think, then say" I never caught your name." "Samantha, yours?" Oh... my name... "I... can't remember..." She frowns, then leans forward and kisses me. Full on the lips, I lean in too. Suddenly, i have a stirring in my chest. What is this? Can it be love? No! I don't love Samantha! But... looking into her eyes as we pull away, I see nothing but pure love. He'll, I love her. When I go to bed that night, I'm not alone.

Creepypasta-love I awake. The light is switched off, so I can't see much. God, I'm thirsty. I swing my legs off of the bed. I get up and look down. I'm dressed in a white kimono with silver vines climbing from left to right... Wait... kimono? I glance around and, with my eyes adjusting, see, I'm not in my room. The walls are stone and the floor, likewise. I think about how I got here. But remember one thing... *the door is in front of me, I run, too late...* Lot of help that is. I study my kimono more closely. Left over right. Someone, the person who dressed me, thought I was dead, white the Japanese colour of undoing. Death. KRASH! I spin a

Jane the killer x reader chapter four. Jane is stood in the usual place when you get there. She has her body thrown against the tree to her left, her hood is up, and she is picking her nails with her knife. "Hey" "Hey sexy." "Jane, not tonight." You have had a really shot day at school. You have had a major breakthrough, though. "I've finished the katana." "Get it." You pull it from the sheath at your waist and hand it to her. "Ooh! Nice" You smile at her delight. She notices that and blushes. She eventually stops twirling it and gives it back. "You're ready." You have had an agreement since the beginning of the "tutorrship" that when you ca

Creepypasta-Adam. Umm... hello... my name is Steven, and my best friend... WAS my best friend... he's... Well, I'll start from the beginning... we were walking down the street, it had been a hard day at school, Adam was really mad. I had to tell him. "Adam..." "Yes?" "I'm moving." He was really mad. He turned his back on me and walked away. I shouted after him "wait, come back!" But it did no good. On the four block walk home, the shenanigan slipped my mind. When I got up in the morning, I went downstairs, as normal, and picked up my cerial. When I was finished eating, I turned on my old radio and listened to the news... "... The murderer wa

Jane the killer x reader .   Chapter 2 You toss and turn in the night. *you are running in the woods... darkness is closing in... blood... red eyes... black lips... Jane... No.No.NO NO NO MOO NOOOOO* You wake up screaming in cold sweat. You pant like a dog. "God..." You are drenched in sweat. You get up and go to the bathroom to get a towel. You open the doorand step into the woods. The woods? What... "Hello sweet Prince." It's Jane... but she seems different...  Oh no. Her lipstick... black. She steps forwards and leans towards you. She presses her lips onto yours. The world goes black as you fall to the ground. You wake up. Really. School

Jane The Killer x reader.    Part 1 You look around. "Where are you?..." "Look" You look around and spin, automatically bringing your knife up to block her vicious blow. "Well done" "Thanks" She lowers her weapon and luaghs... she's really pretty when she luaghs. You can't help but smile, and this makes her blush. You shake your head to clear it. "It's getting late, i have school tomorrow." "I don't" You grin and turn. Then pivot and quickly knock her slashing blade to one side. "That's enough" The smile fades from her lips... those soft, full lips... no. "Okay then." "We'll meet here. Tomorrow" "It's a date" You freeze. "Sorry, but no date

   I'm not really a master of well... anything, but, survival is my strong point.   I could start writing up some survival guides if i see a lack.   Whitch i do.       See my next entry for the first guide "finding a spot"