You walked into the hall. There was no one there exept your gang of creepypastas. The smell of blood filled the air as you walked into Mrs.Pencil's room. You sat next to Jeff and sally.
"Okay class! Whats 2x3." Huh? Shes kidding right? You raised your hand within the blink of an eye. She pointed towards you as everyone craned there necks to look at you."Um, 6?." You asked hoping that this wasn't some kind of creepypasta ritual
You gulped the lump forming in your throat. "Correct!." You sighed as you walked up to put it on the board. You turned as your flip flops slid across the floor and you felt everyones eyes on you.
In attemp to act cool. you leaned against the wall, whoopsies. (You set the fire alarm off!) It began ringing as everyone covered there ears, including you. Mrs.Pencil just pushed it off. "Jeff, DETENTIIOONNNNNN!." Oh my god. She sounded like King kong.
You wanted to save Jeff, I mean, you felt kind of bad.Your goosebumped arm raised in the air as it was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. The others looked amused at you. Why? I'm just raising my hand?!
Then you realized, your arm was turning blue. Huh? You were snapped out of your thoughts when you realized it was the nail polish you spilled. phew. Mrs. P turned around as her high heels made a
"Click" Sound. Her black hair was tucked behind her, Pointed ear as she walked over to you holding math worksheets. "Yes......." She called out sounding like she didn't even try to care."I was the one who
pulled the fire alarm." Her face turned red. Oh no.......
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(Are you ready?) Living with the creepypastas (Jeff the killer x reader)
Fantasy"Want to be beautiful like me?". Jeff taunted, laughing in a dark, deep monotone voice. ~This story is entirely based off of the reader's P.O.V~ Story basics: You stumble upon a zany, and unusual world of Creepypastas. Take a travel throughout this...
