You're Not Alone (Slenderman X Reader) ch 9 “Are you still reading those stories? You are aware that he’s no longer here, right? There's nothing to worry about,” (Best friend) says, shaking her head, as she enters your room. She throws her suitcase onto your bed, ready for a long night.
It has been a little over a year now since the night Slenderman left you alone in your room. That night, he made you see the truth. That night, he put the world into black and white. That night, he shattered your reality. And you hated him for it. Nonetheless, he was right. Your parents proved that to you the next day, when your relationship with them was destroyed.
“Call me crazy, insane, whatever, but I really can’t help myself.” You glance at the computer screen before you. “These stories depict him as a monster. One who likes to stalk children in the woods and kill them. And yet, I’m completely enthralled by him.”
The Assistant: Part 2The Assistant
Shannon found herself fumbling with the items left for her as her mind reeled. What kind of assistant needs equipment like this? She didn't know but that didn't stop her mind from extrapolating wild scenarios. With the gloves, apron and boots on she stuck the syringes in the apron pocket. She slung the loops of rope over her shoulder and the goggles sat propped up on the top of her head like shades. She took a deep breath. This was it. Her first day on the job and she was nervous. With trepidation she made her way past the kitchen and to the foyer. The silence in the house had returned. The place seemed oddly hollow and she wondered just wear all the workers from before had disappeared to so quickly. Passing the large staircase she looked to her right and then froze. She found Rachel sitting on the steps. Her legs forced wide to give her huge belly room to settle between her thighs. She leaned back on one elbow while the
The Assistant: Part 1The Assistant
The house was almost stereotypical in it's construct. A mansion sitting alone atop a small hill with far too much green grass surrounding it and a winding cobblestone driveway wide enough for 3 cars to drive down side by side. The expansive estate was held back only by a tall sturdy black fence which shuddered and then creaked open upon her arrival. The lengthy walk to the mansion doors gave her time to think. How long had she been searching for a job? She couldn't tell you. She'd tried everything from reading the classifieds to walking from shop to shop, business to business, hoping that she would get lucky. Reaching in her pocket she pulled out a small envelope which was on a blue tinted stationary that screamed of wealth. The note inside said "by special invitation only" and for some reason that made her heart swell. There was a feeling of worth, value and privilege attached to those words. She couldn't help but raise
2nd Tour 3: Two up, over-easyWarning: Some girl to... something else TF. Expansion, inflation, etc. If that's not your cup of tea, please move along.
Bucket led five very frightened girls out of the inventing room. After the "indicents" that befell Becca, Nicole, and Paula, only Amy, Tina, Erin and the twins Sara & Kara remained. Despite the calming chemical cocktail the ladies were inhaling, the fear was palpable. Bucket's assurances notwithstanding, each girl secretly feared that she would be the next to be transformed into some sort of human/fruit/confection hybrid.
Bucket led them down a long hallway, and when they reached the end, they were again looking at the chocolate river. A dock ran from the hall's end at least twenty feet into the current, which appeared to be moving quite a bit faster than when the girls first saw it lazily flow through the Chocolate Room. The river was flowing down what look
Jeff X Reader: Love Is A Bloody Knife. Part IJeff X Reader: Love Is A Bloody Knife.
I woke up about two hours earlier than usual for no reason. My room was still really dark so I didnt see the point in getting up; even though Ive always said I would get up earlier, I really could not be bothered. I just rolled over and drifted back to sleep within minutes.
Eventually I woke up and changed out of my (colour) pyjamas into a (colour) top, (colour) skinny jeans and a (colour) cardigan. I could swear I left my phone on charge at the bottom of my bed, but it was next to my pillow I must have moved it two hours ago. I should really try to improve my memory. Why is it that song lyrics are easy to remember but where I put my socks escapes me? Oh, never mind found em. I brushed my teeth, grabbed something to eat as I ran out the door to get to (college).
Im such a good stalker! I even amaze myself sometimes. Im just sat here, messing about wi
Creepypasta and Youtubers x reader (Child, abused)---Creepypasta and Youtubers x reader (Child, Insane) Part 1---
You are a silent child, you don't have friends, your parents loved to abuse you and you always stayed in your room crying.
That's all you hear in your head. You can only think about your favorite Youtubers and Creepypastas. They are like your family, but you can't meet them because Creepypastas aren't real and Youtubers were too busy entertaining their viewers but still chat with some of the fans...
and that how's your new life begins...
It was rainy today. You were sitting on your bed looking at the rain outside your window. You can also see the forest behind your backyard. You lived somewhere far from the town, an old cabin deep in the forest.
You start to wonder if one of your Youtubers already upload at least one video.
You get up from your bed and head to your Computer desk. You turn it on and search youtube.com.
You saw Pewdiepie made a new
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