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You woke up by the sound of an alarm clock. It made you sit up immedidately, you were having a nightmare. You angrily glanced at the clock that had awoken you.
You forgot to turn the alarm off yesterday. For today was Saturday.
But you were saved from a faceless man haunting your dreams.
You are obsessed with Creepypasta, and this was your first nightmare about them. Even though you were interested in them a year ago...
You throw the (color) blanket aside and jump downstairs.
Your parents have been away for two days, but the total amount of days they said were seven.
You were free to do whatever you wanted! So you jumped on the computer chair in the living room and opened the laptop on the desk in front of you.
~what should I do?...~ your mind wandered a bit, then you thought about your dream, and decided to visit Creepypasta.com
There were all the favorite stories your friends were talking about:
BEN, (your favorite) Slenderman, The Rake, Maskey, Eyeless Jack, and many others.
But there was one you were unfamiliar with
Jeff the Killer
You checked the date it was uploaded.
"Five minutes ago..." it read.
You were sure that you probobly aren't the first to read it, but your curiosity got the better of you, and you clicked on Jeff the Killer.
A long story was written on the screen. You had nothing else to do, so you read.
She's reading it. The story. Why would anyone want to read that? Even I'm scared to read it.
It's so tragic
But it really happened.
I was there.
It's MY story.
Do I let her finish reading it, or pop out from the closet I'm in and sneak up on her?
I opened the door a crack silently and saw her scrolling through the story slowly. She is indeed reading it.
Then my photo was scrolled up.
She gasps and covers her mouth. Her (e/c) eyes were visible now that her eyelids were wide open.
She looks around. Probobly for me. Her expression was the same as when she saw the photo.
Now's my chance -----wait a second.
You pull out your phone and dial (best friend's name).
It rang two times before she/he picked up.
"_____! Have you read the new CP?!" you were scared.
"No... What's it about?!" Her voice was excited all of a sudden.
"Just read for yourself." you were still looking around.
"I'm on the website now. What's the name?"
You glanced at the screen. Then went back to your call.
"Jeff the Killer." you panicked.
A long pause. This didn't help your patience.
"PHAHAHAHAHA!!! This guy looks like The Joker in a Barney costume! Hahahahahaa!"
You stared at the floor for a bit, "Hey! It's not THAT funny! This guy looks scary but he seems like he's been through alot!" You scold her. You Imagine losing your mind and killing your family. It's no laughing matter.
"Wait... Don't ruin the story! I'll text you when I read it okay?"
It frightened you.
"Okay." you clenched your teeth in fear then hung up.
You looked around again. Then turned into a ball and sat for five minutes in fear.
She actually cares about me...but it doesn't matter because she didn't meet me in person.
NOW I can surprise her.
I tap on the door just to scare her.
She gasps and looks right at the closet. Then I creak the door open,
And she screams when she saw my face.
End of part 1