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Jeff x Reader - Rainy Memories
//You are fourteen years old, you have a cousin that is 22 and yeah. Read on.//
The rain hammered hard on my black umbrella as I slugged home though the downpour. My shoes were soaked through , and it wasn't helping that the wind was raging at full force, forcing the damp cold to seep into my bones.
"What the - " I yelled in frustration as the unrelenting wind swept my *insert most hated subject* notes out of my arms. "I need that for a report, damn it!"
The girl was running after those pieces of paper in the rain, her *insert hair colour* hair messed up by the wind. While I watched her frantically trying to wrestle them from the wind, I slowly relaxed on the couch dyed bright red with blood.
My victim lay at my feet, gutted and bloodied, a crimson smile carved into his terror stricken face. I prodded his cheek with my shoe. Yep. Finally sleeping.
"Finally taught you to sleep early, eh?" I sneered at the face which was frozen in
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Even as a young child, Id always been attracted towards the strange, the creepy and the paranormal, which explains why I stayed up late reading Creepypasta stories. One that caught my eye the most was the one about a Jeff the Killer; I found myself trawling through numerous pages to find out more about him. The fact that he kills who he wants to is strangely admirable. I cant find anything else about Jeff for now, plus Im bored out of my mind, its late and Im feeling a little queasy, so I might as well go to bed.
Hahaaa! Yet another dumb broad is reading about me. How pathetic! But who can blame them? I am rather beautiful. I mean victims nowadays just turn up in front of my eyes practically begging me to kill them; Ill still stalk her first, like how I stalk all my prey. Shes nothing special.