The Zalgo Spawn, Or New Proxy?

Part one

"I-i'm sorry..." My mother says as she looks at my father. My father's shirt had a coffee stain on in as my mother trips over her own feet. "Dammit women!" My father yells at her, whilst grabing her by her hair and pulls her up to look at him,

my mother yelped as he did so. "p-please let me g-go!" She stuters out. He let go of her hair and grabbed her by her throught, makeing sure she could barely breath. Some other cuts and bruises showing. She had a black-ish purple eye, scratches on her arms and legs, and a big gash on her head from some other abuse a day a go.

I run up to my room and slowly start close the door, locking it in the process.

My father had always been abusive. And after time... It got worse a week ago I found my mother almost dead, She was breathing heavy and her arm was cut up all the way to the bone. I had to figure out how I was going to get her to the hospital since neither me or my brother can drive. I ended up driving anyway.. I knew how to since mom showed me just in case I would need to. She ended up staying in the hospital for 2 weeks.

(Present.)

"Dad..i'm home!" I mumble.. No awnser. Great he's not home...I walk up stairs grabing my headphones out of my pocket, stuffing the small objects in to my ears and blasting some music. Opening the door of my room I notice some objects are moved. "What the hell..?" I mumble. Walking over to my desk I pick up the notepad that is open to the first page.

It read:

Dearest Alex, I would love to see you tomorrow..! Why has my love not shown up to school..?

N-no... Grate..! Not this guy! I cloes the notebook and look around my room only a few things are missing; My favorite guitar pick is gown, that picture of me and my.... New friend is missing, and most importantly... My underwear..Eww.. Why would anyone take that?!

Now I have to hunt this bitch down! I really do not and I mean NOT want to go to school! Hell i've been doing my work on line, but I suppose I could go for one day.... Right? I lay on my bed and sigh.. "Ahh..." I look over at the clock. It just now hitting 12:00 midnight.

"Father" should be getting home by now. I sit up slightly. Geting up and walking to my closet to get a new outfit on. I grab a black t-shirt, blue jeans and white socks.

I walk down to the diningroom and start seting the table. After five minutes of doing so. I start on making what john wanted for dinner, Steak like always... I finish up. And hear a loud bang as the frount door slams open. Oh no... He must have had a hard day... I look down nervously. Placing my hands over my waist in a proper manner.

John walks through the door and into the kitchen. He looks at me and smiles . "well," he starts, "I suppose you learned your lesson for being late last time. Brat."

I nod my hed softly. "Good. Off to bed with you." I nod once more. Leting him sit down before i skurry Off to my room. Good... I geuss he was not in a really bad mood. I trot up the stairs and into my room. After that I take a shower and hed to bed.

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Hey!!! Part two will be coming soon. I will try to make a Creepypasta × reader one-shots book... But I will most likely choes the character.