Prologuel
I listened to the night, curled up in my room. How many more hours until I'm insane? How many unanswered questions will hide? Never, I thought, the only sound the silence of the night consuming my pain. No more will the monster in me scream for freedom, no more trauma will be caused. How will it? I wondered, my questions screaming in my head, the ones that allways have taunted me."ALICE, WERENT YOU SUPPOSED TO PUT UP THE DISHES!?!?" My mother screamed, slamming my door open. "S-sorry, I'll do better... " I stuttered, noticing the knife in her hand. She never has used a knife.... Had she? "NEXT TIME!? You said that last time, and you failed again. There is no next time!" She shouted, about to stab the knife somewhere in me.
I grabbed the knife, along with the towel around the handle, defending myself. I swept her off her feet, followed by jamming my foot into her face repeadetivly, memories of her never ending abuse flashing in my head. "I- I'm sorry..." She had stated, emotions filling her eyes. All I saw was pain, mischief, and sorrow. No grief, no forgiveness in her blue eyes. I kicked her again, making blood fountain from her eye. "Sorry? Didn't you say sorry isn't an option? Geez... I thought you were supposed to raise me. You deserve it anyway." I sneered, jamming my foot deeper in her gashing eye, watching the blood splatter.
"I'm sorry... I really am.." She moaned, the pain weakening her. "What is seen cannot be unseen. What is done can not be undone. You created me right? Shoulda raised me right." I stated, slowly driving the knife into her head, watching her life go away. Funny; I never thought pain was humorous.
I realized what I did, dropping to my knees. I was about to grieve, no idea what I did, but I heard rustling in the bushes. I turned, seeing someone climb through the window. I got the knife ready, scared of my life becoming worse. The person looked up, his head now visible under his grey hoodie. His face was pale, as if bleached, or burned by alcohol. He had a smile on his face, as if it was framed there for eternity. What I wasn't surprised at was the fact he was holding a knife, also.
His beady eyes was locked onto mine, as if he didn't know what to expect. He then saw the body, then looked back to me. A thought struck my mind. "Aren't you supposed to tell me to go to sleep or something?" I asked, realizing what I said. He laughed. "Seeing that mess, I'm scared to find out what happens if I did. So, you do know us." He said.
"Y- yeah, but I never heard of them saving others..." I studdered, surprised of his reaction. "Well, it's rare. If you want to meet more, follow me." He offered, jumping out the window.
That's when I discovered myself.
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AT LEAST I LATER ASKED TO MAKE SURE??
i lowkey cant believe you thought, hoodie, eyeless jack and masky were the same person tho smh
2. Can BEN~Senpai be in more chapters?
3. Can I kick Jeff in the nuts?
4. Is the 'boss' Slendy? Kuz we cool.
5. Is Sally gonna be in this?
And to the rest, no. I am discontenuing the story. I apologize for the inconvinience if you enjoy this. However. I may be re-creating a different "horror" story, but it is not creepypasta.
It's so short Dx
BEN~senpai is mine.
I still don't think I'm a good writer.