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"Don't you think you're a little old for that?" Your mother said, barely controlling her laughter. You frowned, folding your arms defiantly. Lately, you'd been hearing a voice late at night, softly coaxing you to leave your warm, cozy bed and follow it some where into the cold night. After telling your mother that you were beginning to feel paranoid, she insisted it was nothing besides your nonexistent "imaginary" friend. To think, (Y/n) (L/n) was hearing voices at age (y/a). Finally, being unable to take the mocking laughter any longer, you sighed in frustration before storming into your room and slamming the door behind you. "I swear I'm n

    Was it a Tuesday? Maybe a Wednesday. Who cares to know anymore. Things were too different now to dawdle on when it started. When sanity was practically thrown out of the window to follow a voice of all things. When did you stop caring about those around you? (Y/n) you horrible girl, ruining the lives of those you care about most. Yet he said he'd come... He said he would come soon... What was his name again? Ah, there we go. His name was-    "(Y/n)? Are you listening to me?" Your mother said, ripping you out of your thoughts, her concerned gaze watching you from across the dinner table. Her fork paused over her half eaten bowl of pasta

You were having a nice little conversation with Cleverbot.  Cleverbot seemed to be a bit smarter today, that's kind of odd. You didn't expect it to have learned very much overnight. You had had a chat with cleverbot the day before, and it seemed way more dumb then now... oh well. You: Hello. CB: Hello. You: What is your name? CB: BEN. You: As in BEN Drowned? CB: ...Yes. You: Haha. What is your real name? CB: I'm serious. It's BEN. You: And I'm serious. CB: Well I'm going to leave if you won't accept my name being what it is. You: You can't leave! CB: Watch me. You: I'm watching... CB: You sat there waiting for almost a minute..

Warning: This story does contain violence/ minor gore and harsh swearing. I didn't put a restriction on it, because I don't believe that it's at the level to need restrictions. If you do not like to read stories that contain any form of violence then DO NOT continue. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Reader’s POV) Time: 4:57am Hearing multiple murmuring around you slowly brought you out of your unconscious state and back to reality. Keeping your eyes closed and straining to hear the voices around you, it sounded to be multiple voices arguing back and forth with each other; two s

~Flashback. Jadusable's POV~ User: Answer me Ben. Cleverbot: Welcome back. User: What is the point of doing this, WHY? Cleverbot: Amusing to see. User: How? Cleverbot: Fun to play, fun to toy with you, make you feel safe. User: ... Cleverbot: I wonder how you would have reacted. User: To what? Cleverbot: If I hadnt revealed myself and stayed hidden, only doing little things to play with you. Close out your windows, turn off your computer, move your mouse by itself. Little things. Make you wonder if I am there but you never know. Give you little hints that I am. Cleverbot: I wanted to do something different with you. User: You did

Get it off.... Get it off! Panic slowly set in. You tried to pry the metal off your wrist but it was no use. The opening was far too small to squeeze over your hand without something breaking. You could hear BEN's laughter echoing in your ears. "You shouldn't have done that." Suddenly the sidewalk began to sway beneath you. The visual disturbance grew stronger as everything in your field of vison started spinning violently. You fell to your knees, dragging your fingernails on the concrete sidewalk. Your head pounded, and you could feel bile rising in your throat. Then suddenly, everything stopped. You felt your balance steady and the pa

I took every ounce of willpower in your body not to throw the cellphone across the room. You glanced up at your parents who were oblivious to your distress. They had no idea what they just did. I cant tell them... "Uh...Thanks so much!" You fake grinned. Hide it... They can't know about this. You looked down at the cellphone in your hand. The words were gone. ~Three hours later~ You had just gotten home from the hospital. As soon as your dad unlocked the door you sprinted upstairs to your bedroom. There your laptop was, sitting on the desk. Closed and turned off. You had to get rid of that thing. But if your parents noticed it was no l

Warning: This story does contain minor swearing. I didn't put a restriction on it, because I don't believe that it's at the level to need restrictions. If you do not like to read stories that contain any form of violence then DO NOT continue. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After having been made to stay in the hospital under rather light security for the next 4 weeks, you were permitted to be signed out of the hospital. Having stayed there for so long was to allow the muscle and tissue to be able to repair itself and grow back, although you were left with a rather large scar running

"BEN...?" You choked out. There was an eerie silence that punched your heart with each second that passed. Your eyes searched the room desperately, trying to find him. Nothing. Nothing but darkness, the sound of dripping water, and frigid air. The tears that clouded your vision and rolled down your cheeks seemed without end. You simply sat there, a lost child, far to gone from reality to move an inch. Your lips moved to say a name; his name. But your voice failed you. Where there was once the soft, gentle hold of his arms, there was nothing. You could still feel the lingering effect of his words, and the way they were shatterd like glass in

That damned music... It made you want to scream. You kept running, but every time you stopped, it would be there. You could only see its eyes, piercing into your very soul. Red like fire. You wanted to die. You wanted your brother, But he would never come... He was gone... "Stay away from me!" You would cry, but the unseen creature still pursued you with an undying persistence. You couldn't move... You felt a burning pain all over... Like you were on fire.... Laughter. Discusting, sickening laughter. Screeching noises. Reaching into your bag you pull out an ocarina. It was a gift from him... your brother. He taught you small tune

You were having an argument with your brother trainer red. He always used to hit you,but you hid your bruises from the other creepypastas because you loved your brother,but today he pushed it too far. "I'M DONE WITH YOUR BULLSHIT RED! YOU ALWAYS DITCH ME FOR SOME SLUT YOU ALWAYS FIND ON THE STREETS!" You yelled pushing him. "Y/N!!!!! SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY! I DON'T SPEND TIME WITH YOU BECAUSE I'M ALREADY YOUR BROTHER! I DON'T WANNA DEAL WITH YOU ANYMORE THAN I HAVE TO!" He yelled pushing you onto your bed. Ben's POV: Jeff and I heard y/n and Red arguing again. They sound like a couple sometimes. We suddenly heard a scream followed by crying

"But seriously, we need to get down to business," Jeff said as his laughter slowly tappered off. "Let's see... Well, what do you want to know first?" You thought for a moment, " okay... so you aren't actually going to kill me, are you?" Jeff pulled a black handled, streight back switch blade from is back pocket and whisked it open, "That depends on weather you willing to cooperate. If so then I won't kill you, but if you make things complicated then I'll have no choice. Although around here I may not even get a chance. Some of the freaks here will kill you regardless of how you act." Nervousness was starting to set and your body was alread

A not so terrible fateBEN Drowned x ReaderChapter 0 - Introduction Your name is (Y/N) (L/N), a hardcore gamer who also happens to be studying programming at your local university. Ever since you can remember you've always been a huge fan of everything geeky, videogames, anime, cosplay, fantasy, sci-fi; you name it. Needless to say, you've also been interested in the world of creepypastas since you were like 12 years old; some could say you may have been too young to get yourself involved in something that most often than not included gruesome death scenes and tough themes, such as rape. Although, you had to admit you did, at some point in you

Notes: [f/n]= first name If you are vegetarian, ignore the fact that you’re eating meat! When You Hang Out With Him: Weeks have passed now since I’ve been forced to live in this manor with its household of monsters. I have found that escape is not possible, and my only chance for safety is to stick close to my captor. However, having spent time with him, I find that he isn’t as scary to me as he used to be. In fact, I would go so far to say that we have become friends. Which isn’t good, for who knows how long these happy days will continue? Still, today I’m feeling particularly lonely, so I’m going to b

Clicking on the Project64 icon you got ready to play the game. Then suddenly the computer screen flashed. At first you thought this was a new update to the program but was proven wrong when three dots appeared at the bottom of the screen. Your eyes opened wide as the dots disappeared as if someone was hitting backspace and words began to appear that said “You shouldn’t have done that.” Just like in the Creepypasta. “Dammit, I must have gotten some stupid prank virus!” you shouted going for the power button to hard boot the computer. After holding the button down the screen turned off, but before you could press

"Jack, no, please don't leave me!" I sobbed as I held the limp boy to my chest, the only response was a soft sigh. How did we get to this point? We were so strong as a unit, so how did they manage to hurt him? *6 months earlier* I trudged along the slippery cement, the heels of my boots clashing along. I was all too familiar with walking home in the dark, I was aware of the things that could happen to me. My job kept me from making it home any earlier than 7 PM. "Hey baby." I heard a man cat call as I walked by. "Shut up, creep." I muttered, loud enough for him to hear. He must have been to drunk to respond or maybe just too lazy. Regar

Me and BEN have been dating for 6 months now. I meet all of his friends, luckily they told me I’m off their ‘to kill’ list, and that I could come by their house anytime. Life before was crappy, but now I’m happy with life again, thanks to BEN. We hang out a lot at night, since that’s when my mom leaves and go to work. “Today is my birthday and I can’t wait to see what I get!” I thought to myself as I played Minecraft on my computer, knowing that BEN wouldn’t come 10 feet closer to it, so I had somewhat some privacy at the moment. “TBH, all I want is BEN for my birthday…”