Creepypasta

    Creepypasta

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    Creepypasta
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    You shot up in bed, mind and heart racing, hair messed up and half asleep. You had a nightmare about the day you became a proxy again.

    You remember the dream vividly, unlike the rare other dreams you have.

    You remember being chased by Laughing Jack, Bloody Painter, Jeff and Ticci Toby, running past your older sister, Lexi’s lifeless body, the fear in her eyes still there.

    You remember seeing your nephew, Zachary’s body with blood stains on his neck from being bitten by Smile Dog.

    You remember running past your mother, Angelica’s body after her guts were ripped out by Eyeless Jack.

    It isn’t that the proxies are evil, well they are but they had been under control of Offenderman without Slenderman’s knowledge. Somehow you were able to dodge all of them and finally Slenderman stopped Offenserman. So they simply made you into a proxy because they aren’t that heartless.