Jeff's POV (that's right I'm doing different POV's)
I watched as Raven dived into the lake after she yelled Jason. I took off my hoodie and dived in after her. I saw he release all her air. 'No!' I thought and grabbed her wrist. She wouldn't move. I looked down and noticed that she was tied down to the bottom. I took my knife, cut her free, and swam up. I laid her on the dock and she wasn't breathing and she was freezing.
"Raven please wake up," I begged and stared at her. I was about to just give up thinking she wasn't going to wake up but then she started coughing up water and blood. I hugged her and she hugged me back shaking.
"W-Why is it s-so c-cold," she asked as she shook. I grabbed my dry sweatshirt and helped her get it on. I picked her up knowing she hated it and started to walk back to the mansion with Bloody Painter and Alice.
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Bad Past
FanfictionCreepyapsta! A new pasta has a terrible past. When she first joins her past bugs her. Then it goes away or a year and some pasta's get to close with dangerous questions. I don't own the Creepypasta's! Only the ones that my cousin and I have made!
