Stories By Me

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• Mr Creepypasta Newbie

  9 years ago
  Creepypasta Fan-Fic
  (This was for a friend)
  
  Hoodie stood at the gates of the mansion and waited for Masky to get there. "Where is he?" he tapped his foot to the ground and looked up at the sky. He looked around and finally saw him coming down the road and smiled. "Finally!" he said. "I've been waiting her for ages." Masky looked at Hoodie and laughed. "Just because I have the keys doesn't mean you can't get in." he said jingling the keys in front of Hoodie's face. Hoodie smacked the keys away and looked at him. "Smart-ass..." he replied, sourly.
  
  Masky looked at Hoodie and pouted. "Why are you so mean?" he said, as a single tear went down his face. Hoodie looked at Masky and laughed. "Me, mean? I don't think so." he said as he put his hands in his pockets as he waited for Masky to open up the gate. Hoodie looked Masky as he went through the keys. "Hurry up.." he said impatiently. Masky looked at him. "I'm going as fast as I can!!" he said as he found the right key and unlocked the gate. Hoodie growled. "I wouldn't be suprised if Slender skinned you alive." he said, his voice betraying his actions.
  
  Masky walked in pushing the door open and jumped as he saw Slender in the main room waiting for them. "Um, hi Slender." Masky replied as one of Slender's tentacles wrapped around his ankle and held him up in the air. Hoodie walked in and saw Slender holding up Masky. "Well then. I didn't think it would happen, but it might." he said as Slender scolded Masky telepathically. Hoodie walked into the kitchen and looked in the fridge and realized there was nothing in it. "Really?!" he said as he went back and saw Masky sitting on the couch.
  
  Masky looked at Hoodie. "Poor older brother.."
• Mr Creepypasta Newbie

  9 years ago
  Seeing The World Through Jeff's Eyes
  
  She woke up in the middle of the night her heart racing as she saw you in the corner of the room. She pulled the covers up to her eyes so she could barely see you. "Get out!" she screamed, her voice seeming to get petrified. You stood there with the knife in hand, just grinning feeling the pulses of fear radiate from her body. You flipped the knife in your hand, taunting her as she slid into a corner in the room. "P-please don't hurt me.." she whimpered as tears rolled down her cheeks. You just grinned, after all this smile was permenent. She looked at you in terror, her eyes slowly closing. "Go to Sleep." you whispered as she squirmed in fear. The fatigue of her staying up finally got to her and her eyes closed. You laughed and walked up to her bed, knife raised and grinned. She was breathing ever so softly as you brought the knife down to her heart. You saw her eyes open as you brought down the knife again and again, finally she was dead and you looked at the pure white wall beside her bed.You grinned as you dipped your hand in her blood and wrote, "Go to Sleep" on the wall.
• Mr Creepypasta Newbie

  9 years ago
  (I love this one, I might post it on my main)
  
  I don't remember who I was after I woke up in that black little room, all I remember is my name was Josh Nightshade and I was 17. I was scared and felt alone until a door opened and a bright light shone on me. I stood up, my hand shielding my eyes from the brightness. Thats when I heard something.
  
  The something I heard was a voice but it wasn't audible, like someone speaking to me telepathically. "Go forward, Sleepwalker." it said as I was being pushed toward the light. After a couple of seconds I blinked and realized I was standing in a bedroom.
  
  I grinned and looked at the bed to find the child wasn't there. I looked puzzled and I heard the voice again. "You are controlling the childs body." the voice said as it ecoed in my head.
  
  I laughed as a realized what fun this would be. I walked into the bathroom and turned on the switch and made my new mutilated body appear in the mirror. I looked at the sink and grabbed a glass container and smashed it to the floor. The child woke up and saw my face in the mirror and ran to his bedroom.
  
  I laughed and stood at his bedroom door as his breaths got shallower. I entered his body once more and made grusome pictures appear inside his head. I could hear his heart race and breathing increase as I made his body stand and walk toward the living room. His feet shook as I walked him in front of the door. I stretched out a arm and opened the door and made him walk outside. His foot stepped on the booby trap I had planted and I quickly left his mind as he woke up. He didn't have enoough time to react when the hammer hit the side of his head.
  
  I disappeard as quickly as I came. Straight into the mind of another Sleepwalker. YOU could be next.

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