His FaceJeff hated his face.His Face2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At first, he thought it was beautiful, but after a while the reality of what he really was sunk in, that he was not putting them to ‘sleep’, that he was killing people. And he knew how completely ugly he was.
Jeff hated his face.
Then he went on a sort of killing rampage, looking for some sort of comfort that he wasn’t a complete monster, but the more he killed the more he felt like one. Eventually, he accidentally went to a house that the Slenderman was stalking. Jeff had seen this blank man many times before, and had always tried to avoid him. But there was someone new with him. A young man with a mask, about 18 or 19, the age that the Jeff whom had died the moment the killer killed would have been. But this Jeff didn't age. Nor would his face ever heal.
Jeff hated his face.
The immortal man used his telepathy to tell the young man, apparently called Masky, that he was going to go into the house and fini
They need to get warmer blankets..The blonde curled in on himself more, pulling the thin blanket up to his chin. It seemed to be especially cold this night, but maybe that was because Eren and his hot personality(It was like a fire, if he got too close, it would burn him, yet Armin couldn't help but be attracted to it.) wasn't here. He had said he needed to train a little bit before going to bed, then ran off. Armin had tried to fall asleep without his best friend laying down next to him, without much luck. He had been rolling around trying to make himself comfortable for about 20 or so minutes now. What he had accomplished, though, was probably keeping half of the other guys in the small cabin awake with his little frustrating groans he let out every so often. After a while he simply gave up, and just sat there, shivering, and thinking about things. What was Eren doing, anyways? He'd have to ask him when he got back. The brunette was always so determiThey need to get warmer blankets..1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This