How To and How Not To Survive Creepypasta™

The Rake

How Not To Survive The Rake

You and your new friend rented an apartment and you were currently just dusting the floor. It was like midnight.

"Hey, I'm gonna go out, I'll be back in a year," your friend said.

"Okay, bye," you smiled, waving. (S)he left, shutting the door. You'd previously watched the Creepypasta documentary and the one that interested you the most was The Rake. It was very very ugly and you weren't sure what gender it was or if it even had a gender. You decided it was late so you went to your room and slept.

You woke up and to a scratching sound on the window - and you needed to piss - so first, you checked the windows and saw scratches on it, you dismissed it and went to piss. You heard a creak but ignored it since you were almost finished peeing. You went back to bed and heard whisper sounds because your window was open. You closed it and turned around, your eyes widening when you came face to face with The Rake. It was utterly disgusting you felt like puking... Which you did. Your dinner bubbled up inside you, fizzing and popping as it shot up your food-tube and out of your then-minty, now-pukey mouth and it splashed onto The Rake's face.

"That's what you get you ungendered piece of shit!" You yelled in "his" face, smirking. Unfortunately, "he" understands English. "He" made a hiss-snarl-growling sound and you soon felt a sharp pain on your cheek and stomach, your blood splattered all over the walls.

How To Survive The Rake

You and your new friend rented an apartment and you were currently just dusting the windows. It was like midnight.

"Hey, I'm gonna go out, I'll be back in a year," your friend said.

"Okay, bye," you smiled, waving. (S)he left, shutting the door. You'd previously watched the Creepypasta documentary and the one that interested you the most was The Rake. It was very very ugly and you weren't sure what gender it was or if it even had a gender. You decided it was late so you went to your room and slept.

You woke up and to a scratching sound on the window - and you needed to piss - so first, you checked the windows and saw scratches on it, you dismissed it and went to piss. You heard a creak but ignored it since you were almost finished peeing. You went back to bed and heard whisper sounds because your window was open. You closed it and turned around, your eyes widening when you came face to face with The Rake. It was utterly disgusting you felt like puking... Which you did. Your dinner bubbled up inside you, fizzing and popping as it shot up your food-tube and out of your then-minty, now-pukey mouth and it splashed onto The Rake's face. "He" was probably mad and wanted to kill you even more.

"Oh my gosh... I'm soo sorry!" You lied, hoping to get his mind off killing you. "Let me clean you up." You took "him" to the kitchen and handed "him" a napkin to clean off. As he was turned away, you slowly pulled out a very strong knife and stabbed "him" in the back. Green gooey blood splattered all over your face and you screamed, stabbing him a hundred times until "he" was dead and motionless.