Shortcut Means Trouble

"Who the hell are you?" I hissed furiously at the creep who stole my victim from me.

The creature chuckled. I guess its a boy. Its obvious in his laugh.

It came out of the dark and...

I gasped, " You."

The creature has long shaggy black hair, like Jeff, dark red eyes, pure white skin, and a large smile drawn on his mask. He wore white bloodied polo shirt and a black tie. He also wore a coat.

He chuckled. "Hehehe. Nice kill."

"What are you doing here Smiley." I sneered at him coldly.

"That's Dr. Smiley." He smirked. I know this guy. I fought with him somewhere at a hospital. He is soooo my mortal enemy.

He took the guy who I stabbed at the head and smiled to himself.

"Wow, you could have been a great Pasta." he smirked

"I'm not a Creepypasta yet." I hissed, tightening my grip at my scythe.

"Oh well, too bad. You already killed thousands. Now tell me, do you want to be one?" W-what? What can he do?

"Who wouldn't." I spat at him.

"I can help you." I can feel him smile through his mask. I tensed up a bit. My grip on my scythe loosened. Wow, all my life I've dreamed to be a Pasta.

Surely everyone knows who I am but not my story. Only the others know my story. I still have to go to the boring old school then have my story published in some horror site then everyone will know my story.

"H-how?" My voice broke. Ugh, I hate him seeing that I'm curious. I don't even know what color my eyes change in that emotion. Or is it even that an emotion.

"Come with me and get out of school." He simply asked with hands on his coat's pockets.

I scoffed. "Like I'm going to do that?" I swung my scythe over to rest on my shoulder."Are you even a creepypasta?" I smirked.

"No, but I can help you be one." he said as he extended his hand. I dropped my smirk and looked at his bloodied hands.

Should I?

No! I'm not going with this creep!

Its either the easy way, or the hard way Red.

Easy way.

No, hard way. its much more fun.

Easy

Hard

A mental battle has been going over my head right now.

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But I ended up taking his hand.

Short I know but don't hate me! I am really tired because of soccer and annoying friends who wants to go shopping! I mean, I'd rather play video games than that.

I hadn't checked how many views lately because after I published this I literally drifted to sleep.

I didn't even bother to close the app.

Keep reading....Creepers!!!

-.- zzzzZZZZZ

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