Jeff the KillerHush now, hush nowJeff the Killer2 years ago in Concrete Poetry
Not another peep
It's time for you to
GO TO SLEEP
They say that I'm mad
I'm not right in the head
But I'm just helping folks
Go to bed
They don't understand
But my smile is there
I love blood on my fingers
And death in the air
I'll see it forever
With unblinking eyes
Those ugly fake smiles
Those pathetic lies
Now they smile forever
And will no longer weep
They have me to thank
As I sent them to sleep
Stay-Jeff the Killer X Reader-CH.1Stay-Jeff the Killer X Reader-CH.13 years ago in Profiles
Jeff the Killer X Reader
A.N.: (y/n)= your name, (e/c)=eye color, (h/l)=hair length, (h/c)=hair color, (f/c)=favorite color, (y/h)=your hometown, and your 16, only thing I'm really choosing about you XD. Hope you all enjoy the first part of my Jeff the Killer X Reader story, Stay!
I got this idea from playing the game 'Illusion: Ghost Killer' which, if any of you know, is a Jeff the Killer game where your in what seems like an old, abandoned (SCARY) factory and you have to walk around (YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THERE) and place cameras in these red circles that are randomly around the place (AND ITS HUGE)! So yeah, it made me think of what my character Alex would do then this popped up and I decided to do a reader insert for ya'll fan girls of this infamous killer! ;3 So yeah, ENJOY!!!
"Come on guys, stop being such wimps!" Your best friend, Terra, yelled at you and your other friend Sam. You all three stood in her room, discussing your plans for that day to its ni
Stay-Jeff the Killer X Reader-CH.3Stay-Jeff the Killer X Reader-CH.33 years ago in Profiles
Jeff the Killer X Reader
A.N.: Hope you all enjoy this chapter! ^^
You woke up to the sound of knocking at your front door. Your eyes slowly open and you turn to look at your door. It was quiet a moment.
-Knock, knock, knock-
Looking at your clock it said 9:05.
'It's Saturday. Who the hell could be here this early?' You wonder sitting up and stretching your arms. Shaking your head you don't even look out the window, knowing what you'd see. You stand up out of your soft bed and it creaked as if calling you back to it. Wishing you could you stepped over to your door and opened it and walked into the hallways. The carpet beneath your bare feet felt soft and you wandered down the staircase. Reaching downstairs you headed through your living room. You reached the oak door that the constant knocking was coming from and unlocked and pulled it open. Your tired eyes widened.
"Hello, young lady, are your parents home? We need to ask a few questions." The bigger of the two