Ugh...
Ohmigawd...
Fangirling actually exhausts me...
And I can't believe you all are just like: Wow this story is so awesome htshgrgretgertgseg
When there is a totally better fanfic about Slenderman and his proxies (Kept in Check) by Lady Monocerous (i really hope I got your name right, so sorry if I didn't) just waiting to be read.
And then Kept in Check will be all like: Ha! Bitch my story is written better, just face it! Your author;your creator, fangirled so hard she cried. Dangerous Love, you are so lame on so many levels! Suck on that, bitch!
And then DL will be all like: *sniffle* well, at least my name's cool!
And then KIC will be all like: Nope, not really.
DL: *sobs and then dies a cruel death by the creepypastas, who agree with KIC*
Yeah, today's been pretty hard.
I don't know why I'm so depressed today...
Dedicated to whoever wants a dedication.
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And that was depressed me... XD
Anyway, now time for this author's note! (the present one!)
Miglafluff, your review made someone happy. (besides me)
Hoodie: :D (You were fine letting him play with your hair XD)
And maybe Ben IS going after the hunters in a blind and senseless rage? Who knows. ;)
And this chapter is dedicated to whoever wants a dedication, because I have no people in mind right now. XD
Also, please go check out SkullKid001's stories! Seriously, they're pretty good and they're about the creepypastas! :D
Onward with the story!
(EDIT: OMICAWD GRETGREX WHY!? It deleted my chapter, so now I have to start all over! After all my hard work! All of it gone to waste... Now I really feel depressed. DX)
Chapter 13: Hoodie's Journal
After Jack and you got inside, you went to the living room and saw no one was there. They all must've left to go see Jeff or kill people.
"I'll go get the bandages." Jack said. He was about to walk away, but you gripped his elbow, stopping him. He turned back to look at you.
"EJ, how is it that you can see even though you have no eyes?" you asked. He stared at you for a moment and you knew that if he did have eyes he would probably blinking in surprise right now.
"Well, I don't know, I guess it's 'cause I'm supernatural?" he answered your question with another question. You shrugged and let go of his arm. He turned and left to go get the medical aid.
You went and flopped down on the couch, and felt something underneath the cushions. Confused, you rummaged underneath them until finally you gripped the object that was causing your uncomfortableness. You pulled it out and saw it was a journal of some sort.
You opened it up and began to read.
December 15
Well, today's my creepypasta day! Yay... I guess...
For a present Slendy gave this to me so that I can focus my thoughts and be less shy. (possibly) I doubt I'll be less shy; I don't even know what to write in this thing!
Masky gave me cheesecake, (what a surprise) Jeff gave me a knife that I'll possibly never use, Ben gave me a cockroach that scared the crap out of me, (I hate bugs) EJ gave me a kidney, and Sally gave me a flower crown. She made me wear it all day, it was embarrassing.
Okay, you definitely knew this was Hoodie's. You smiled; you now know his 'creepypasta day'.
So, I just want to make this clear: This is a JOURNAL, not a diary!
Well, Ben picked on me later today, but thankfully it was less than usual because it was my c-day. Sometimes I just want to drown him in a pool.
Oh no! I would never do that! That's mean! I'm so sorry. And I wrote in pen, too! (Note to self: Write in pencil instead of pen)
Slendy says dinner is ready, so I guess I'll go for now...
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December 16
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no!
Masky's been hurt!
We were out on a kidnapping spree or whatever, when Slendy told us to take the child because the hunters have found us! I don't even know how he manages to steal away children right in their own homes, but oh well.
So we ran, but the hunters managed to catch up with us, (they probably used a pentagon on Slendy or something, I hate those things. And churches.) so we let EJ run away with the girl. We went to go distract the hunters. Masky was in trouble, and I tried to get over to him, but I was too late. The guy went and stabbed him straight through the stomach and out the back! It was the most horrifying thing! (And I know how horrifying things can be... You don't even want to know.) So Slendy and me rushed him back to the mansion and now he's being treated, but he could die!
I feel as if it's all my fault.
I'm sitting on a chair next to his bed. The chair is very uncomfortable.
Oh! I think he's waking up! I have to go now.
Aw, you thought, poor Hoodie.
May 1
Wow, I haven't written in this thing for years! (mainly because I lost my hiding place)
Anyway, the strangest thing happened today.
Jeff didn't kill his victim! I mean mistakes are mistakes, but he let her go! So we all are basically going to try and kill her. I think she's the girl who we tried to kidnap six years ago, but I'm not sure.
Wait... What!? They kidnapped you when you were younger, too!? You glared at the book and continued reading.
So it's Masky's and my turn tomorrow. After we decided that we all went swimming. EJ invited Ben because he didn't know Ben was afraid of water, so when Ben went out there and saw the pool he began hyperventilating and turned and ran away. Jeff explained why Ben did that to EJ and EJ acted sheepishly after that.
We were all wearing swim trunks. (Except Slendy he wasn't even out there.) I wore my hood along with it so that my face stayed hidden, Jeff wore a red and black swim trunks, EJ wore a dark blue one, Sally wore a pink one piece with floaties, and Masky wore an orange one. (He looked so smexy ;3)
(EDIT: What!? Who wrote that! I do not think that Masky looks 'smexy'! This is embarrassing! It never even crossed my mind! Ugh, I'll have to find a new hiding spot.)
You giggled at the last part. Whoever wrote that had a good sense of humor.
May 2
Everything makes sense now.
When Masky and me went to the girl's house today, she was eating cheesecake. Masky ate all of her cheesecake on the table, and squealed when he saw the rest of it in the fridge. (Which was totally cute)
But the thing is, is that I didn't want to kill her, either. Not because she had cheesecake or anything, it's just that there was this sort of vibe about her, that made you want her to stick around. I don't know, it's hard to explain...
(EDIT: Oh my creepypasta! Not again! Who keeps writing this weird stuff in there!? I do NOT think that Masky's squeal was cute! No, just no! Note to self: Find out who keeps doing this)
Sally cried during the night. I had almost forgotten what today was... Today is the day that her only human friend died. It's sad really.
:
May 3
Today EJ went and tried to kill the girl. He failed and saw her naked instead. Of course Ben got all jealous about it and stormed off.
So Ben went and decided to blow off some steam and kill someone. Biggest mistake ever. The girl that he just so happened to pick was a crazy creepypasta fangirl. And guess who her favorite was? Ben.
She screamed when she saw him come out of her computer because she was so excited. She then managed to overpower him (the wimp) and steal his clothes. She then took nude pictures of him. (against his will, I might add)
When he got back and told the story, we all began laughing. Even I chuckled, a little bit. Masky called what she did 'child pornography' even though Ben's a teen now. (He is the youngest of us, even though he's almost stopped aging. (except for Sally)) Ben got mad at him.
I went to the girl and asked for the pictures so that I could give them to my friends and they can blackmail him with it. She agreed and I gave them to them. Don't know if they used them yet.
She's really good at photography. She should make that her profession. (not nude pictures, regular ones)
You laughed so hard you snorted, which made you even laugh harder. You were so going to tease Ben about this. Definitely.
May 4
Today Ben went and failed.
Also, I found out who keeps writing things in my journal! It was Masky! He said it was funny, but then later apologized. I guess it would be the easiest for him to find it, though. (We share the same room and he knows all my hiding places)
He never did say that he wouldn't stop... I'll have to be more careful...
Also, sometimes when I get lonely in my own bed, I sneak over to Masky's and sleep next to him. He knows and is fine with it; so all I have to worry about is Ben or Jeff finding out. Jeff picks on anyone, but you can tell he's kidding, so it's kind of harmless. But Ben solely singles me out and picks on me. If he found out I'd be screwed.
There were two things you thought of at the same time.
First, that was just completely and utterly adorable.
Second, is that you were angry at Ben for picking on Hoodie.
You skipped to the most recent entry.
May 10
Today something similar to what happened to Masky all those years ago happened. Except it was with Jeff, instead. I'm not as devastated as with Masky, but I'm still pretty sad about it.
Ben is the one that really took it hard, though. He thinks it's all his fault, like I still do with Masky. He's really upset; I can tell because when I went out on one of my walks he found me and hurt me. He had to let his anger out somehow, so I don't blame him. Although my left arm and stomach is pretty sore. I think they're bruised, but I'm not sure.
He beat me because I tried to stop him from going after the hunters. He went after he attacked me. (Creepypasta, I sound like an abused wife!) So now Ben's in danger.
Honestly, I don't blame him one bit for going after the hunters. Jeff is the center of Ben's world practically, just like Masky is with me. Jeff was Ben's first friend. It's not like we didn't try being friends with him, he just responded better to Jeff.
Maybe sometime I'll write down why Masky's so important to me in here, but for now, I have to go.
You heard someone clear their throat behind you. You turned and saw Hoodie standing there. You could tell he was glaring at you. You giggled nervously and handed him the journal.
"Sorry..." you trailed off. Hoodie just turned and walked away. Jack came in through the other hallway, so he didn't see Hoodie leave. After he patched you up, you stood up and told Jack you had to go back out there.
"Alright, but be careful." Jack said. You assured him you would be fine and raced off.
Ben was in serious danger.
Hey everyone! :3
Well, you read Hoodie's journal... What do you all think of it? XD
Hoodie: H-how dare you. I'm s-s-so embarrassed now...
Aw, it's alright, Hoodie...
Anyway, the only ones who replied to my series idea said yes, so I'mma roll with it. :3
Also, I feel a bit better after writing this chapter. (even though it wasn't saved the first time around)
So yeah!
I also have another story idea, and I would like your guy's opinion on it. (Here goes nothing!)
Creepypastas again. (XD)
So they will be much more serious in this one (it's separate from this fun series, they actually try to kill XD)
And they try REALLY hard to kill the main character. The main character is special though, she doesn't find out how though, until laterz...
Hey, do you guys think it should be third person, second person, or first person? Cuz I'm all for you being the special main character. :3 If not, that's completely fine, too! :D
So that was just a bit of a peek at it, the summary will be more... um... summaryish... idek.
So, here is the depressed end author's note from yesterday:
Have you guys ever felt the wanting of something to be real? Do you know how much that freakin' kills me? Ugh. I want everything that's fantasy to be real.
I want creepypastas to be real.
Honestly if I were to see them I would be so stupid and run over to them and glomp them repeatedly. But sadly I don't think I ever will, because I barely get out of the house and I live in a place where none of the creepypastas could live because I don't live nearby forests or whatever.
Sigh.
I hate this feeling. Really do.
I just feel it so badly. The wanting of things that I love to be real, yet they never will be. I feel that so strongly that my chest aches and my stomach hurts and I just feel so awful...
At these times I feel as if the whole world is boring.
I just wish that they were real. That's all I want. Is for them to be real.
That's all I need.
I'll be happy for the rest of my life if they're real. Especially if I get to meet them.
They'd probably kill me anyways if I run over to them.
Being a fangirl is a tough job.
I quit life.
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And that was it! I still kind of feel that way, but at a smaller, less-stress kind of way... (it still aches my chest though. XD)
Also, here are 2 things that kind of make this a bit better:
1: Everything fiction IS real, just in a parallel universe (maybe when we're dead we can visit there? IDEK)
2: Every story has a sliver of truth behind it. (Maybe they really are real! :D)
But yeah, see you next update, guys! Byee! (make sure you let me know about that story idea! :D)