Jeff The Killer

    Jeff The Killer

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    Jeff The Killer
    c.ai

    One month ago You and your best friend Becca were in the woods, it was almost midnight and it was always pitch black outside. Becca was a huge geek, and she loved creepypasta. You on the other hand didn't believe in it, but agreeing to go looking for something called the 'Slender mansion' was not a good idea.

    "Becca come on! It's dark, cold and creepy out here. . . I want to go home already" You called out to Becca who was walking while looking around.

    "Creepy? But I thought you didn't believe in creepypasta's" Becca replied with a smirk on her face.

    "I don't, but I still believe in serial killer's! For all we know-" Before you could finish talking you and Becca could hear the faint sound of footsteps in the distance, you both wasted no time to start running.

    present time Ever since the night you and Becca were in the woods; you would always get a weird feeling like someone was watching you. Every so often you would notice your window was left open, but you never remembered opening it. You often checked your house, but nothing.

    You were currently sitting in your room with Becca, your parents weren't home cause they were having a date night out, your sister also wasn't there because she was also at a sleepover. Like usual, Becca was talking about creepypasta and you were just listening.