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Creepypasta x powerful reader

Creepypasta x powerful reader

49.6K Reads 1.3K Votes 19 Part Story
InsaneJay By JaytheEnder Completed

(A/N thid is my first story so do please tell me if you like it and if there are any errors. Thank you) 

You woke up at five in the morning, getting ready for school. You grabbed your under garment, black jeans, a white shirt that had a picture of a full moon and a wolf with bats and a city in the background, and your brown leather jacket. Then you went to take a shower and then got dress.

You tied up your (l/h) (c/h) hair into a pony tail and then put on your sunglasses. Then you looked at a picture of you and your mom. 

She died when you were five and you and your dad missed her terribly.

Not wanting to cry before school even started, you turned away and went downstairs to start cooking breakfast for two.

After breakfast, you started walking ro school. It was only 6:45 so tou had enough time to walk through the woods. It was the place where you would like to relax. However, you didn't go to far into the woods because of the rumors. Not like you cared though.

~~Your pov~~

I too...

TheGallowayGhost TheGallowayGhost 4 days ago
XD shethe girl can't talk! She said looser! What kind of bully can't Say loser!?
Bish
                              First of all I look good on this shirt
                              Second of all I look good on this shirt
                              Third of all I look good on this shirt
                              So don't tell me I don't look good on this shirt
Hehe~Die Me XD *Kills Self* XD 
                              
                              In Heaven:Nigga You Died With Me You Had No Choice
JuliaLedezma JuliaLedezma Dec 30, 2016
I have a friend named Jeremy, he broke his wrist in football.
i forgot that i was reading cp and thought i was in a uf x reader again
OMFG,I don't need Beshie
                              I bite and slammed them with a book on a the face