The picture above is not, I repeat not mine.
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(Y/n) - your name
(CP/N) - your creepypasta name
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~~~Quick backstory~~~

Hi my name is (Y/n). I'm 16 years old and i am a serial killer. My killer name is (CP/N). Pretty normal, for me at least. Others would freak out. Now whats the cause of how i became a serial killer some may wonder? Simple, i couldn't hold back the pain they caused me. Who's they you ask? the bullies, my parents, my schoolmates, heak even the strangers that walks by! Everywhere i went there was PAIN. But Now, now i'm free from it. Each and every one of them i killed slowly and painfully for sweet, sweet revenge. When that was done i gathered the things i would need to survive. After that i lit the whole town on fire and then started travailing to the next one, which was right next to the Slender Woods. How convenient in this situation, did i mention that i'v read all of the Creepypasta stories? Yea i did.

~(Y/n)'s P.O.V~

Currently, i'm following my next victim, which is a teenaged boy that is a jock, bully and woe. 'He definitely needs to die' i thought. As i was following my victim i saw three boys, now these weren't ordinary boys, these boys are Slenderman's Proxies. i never would of thought that they were real. So instead of following the victim, i followed them.

~~~Time skip brought to you by of boring stalking~~~
It was 11:16 p.m. in the night, and the proxies are climbing through the window, while i'm watching them from a safe distance in a tree. 'Now that i think about it, how about i mess with them a little' i said in my mind.

'Let the games begin.'

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Now i know this is short chapter but this is my first book and i'm still trying to get inspiration. So stay tuned my little killerkittens!

~PyschoKittyNinja