How I Met the Creepypasta Gang

How I Met Sally

Word from the author: So far I also know Offenderman(I hate him the most out of family), Splendorman, and Trenderman. I heard Sally was Ben's sister, apparently? Anyways, I think I'm wrong but if so, please comment below and thank you for reading!


In the middle of our breakfast, there was a knock on the door. I told everyone to just continue eating and I will answer the door. I opened the door and saw a girl (a bit younger than me) with a teddy bear in her hand. Dang my memory again! I know she's a creepypasta but who is she? Before I even asked her, she said-
"Hello missy."
AWWW! SHE IS SO CUTE! "Hello! What can I do for you today?"
"Ummm...Is it true some of the creepypastas are living here?"
"Erm...Yes! What is your name?"
"Sally..."
"Nice to meet you, Sally! Why don't you come in?"
"Ok..."
I led Sally to the dining room for her to meet everyone, but apparently, EVERYONE wasn't too happy to see her.
"Hi everone! I heard from Zalgo you were living here!"
Who's Zalgo? I got to search him up later...
*everyone moans, Jeff cursing at Zalgo*
"Do you want to play?"
Jane went up to her, sweetly saying-
"How about we play hide-and-seek?"
"Okay!"
"Okay then. Count up to 30."
Sally turned around, put her hands on her eyes, and started counting.
"1...2...3..."
Jane then whispered to me-
"Run to the woods! NOW!"
"Why?"
"She'll drive you crazy in a few hours! Just go!"
"No! She just wants to play..."
"Fine! Have it your way! Don't blame me if you're going crazy!"
Jane and the others headed straight for the door and left. Me, on the other hand, made my way towards the attic in the nick of time.
"30! Ready or not, here I come!"
In the attic, it was really dusty. There were old photos of some of my ancestors and an old photo of-
"*gasp*...Dad..."
In those photo, it showed my dad holding me happily in his arms. The date on the photo said,"May 27, 2001." Wow. That was about a couple of months after I was born. I looked really happy too. I wish we can keep the memories when we were infants. That way, I can have at least one memory of Dad. At least I can have an idea of what my dad was-
"FOUND YOU!"
"?!"
"Sorry if I surprised you, missy. Help me find the others! And, um...Missy? Can I stay here too?"
"Sure, Sally. You can share my room along with Jane. *puts on evil smile* Now...I think I have an idea where all of them went..."