Stitchesthewolf12

~Your P.O.V~ You were playing video games, when you heard your front door open. You turned the game off and froze. Your dad wasn't due back for another few days, and he said he'd text you when he was on his way. You checked your phone. But, nothing. No texts. What the heck was going on? There was the quiet thudding. The thudding was getting louder, and louder. Yet, it remained soft thudding. Your screen was going all fuzzy, so was your phone and every other electrical item in your room and you could hear a static noise. You suddenly got a sharp pain in your head and held your head tightly, knowing it could only be Slenderman. What did he wan

Name:Smile Character/s: Purple Guy/Vincent (That's what I've seen him be called, going with it) Theme/s: Sad It comes as a wonder of what caused Vincent to begin his killing spree. Maybe some past trauma? A previous killing? Death of someone close to him? All 3, sadly, are the causes. It was 5 years before the deaths at Freddy Fazbears, before the murders, before the haunted animatronics, before he was a security guard. Before he lost someone he loved... Growing up he was more of a keep-to-himself type of kid, playing by himself at recess and barely speaking in class. His parents had no idea why and couldn't convince him to speak. Child

Ben DROWNED x Reader Messing part 8 HALT! THIS IS EXTREMELY OLD! GO TO https://my.w.tt/KMdSLtBa1T Jonah_Le_Fish for the updated and more improved version!!!! These chapters are all short and littered with terrible English!!! Go to Wattpad for the improved and edited version                         “Yo Ben~ You up for karaoke tonight with the babes?” a fellow student asks with a goofy grin. Ben breaks his stare of you and looks over to the guy with black hair and plain, yet charming brown eyes. “Oh hell yes! At 8 p.m right?” You don't dare remove your face from your book, fearing Ben might catch your annoyance and je

.: Your POV :. You were just beginning to work on your science project when somebody knocked on the door. Glancing out at the darkening sky, thunder booming in the distance, you wondered who was insane enough to be knocking right now. Even mom had said not to expect her home tonight. Your mom had a fear of storms, and so a camp out at the restaurant she worked at was all planned out by her friends who worked there as well. Getting up slowly, you tiptoed to the front door and peeked through the eyepiece. A soft gasp escaped your lips as you saw a man wearing a white hoodie place something on the doorstep. Just barely showing through the ho

This is my first fan-fic!!! Enjoy.! XD :D Toby's pov: Nightfall could not come soon enough, Slenderman has yet to give me a target to hunt tonight... Ugh the day is so boring i'm stuck watching stupid reruns with Jeff and Ben... Night time is the only fun time around lately... I sit upside down now on the couch my feet up to the ceiling and my long shaggy brown hair almost touching the floor. Jeff looks over at me with a weird look on his face pausing the TV. "Uh Tobe whats wrong with you..?" He says looking back at the TV and changing the channel. "I-I've just been s-so bored..." I say stuttering. I have Turret Syndrome that caused me to

(Reader’s P.O.V.) Something happened to me that night. Something I can't explain. I woke up in a cold sweat. My (E/C) eyes shot open and my elbows propped up from under me for a better vantage. I panicked. My head snapped all over my room looking for something. The clock. I looked at the demonic red numbers still panting. 1:06 pm. I fell backwards to my beloved pillow once again in a huff. 'What the literal freak?' I questioned laying there a few seconds. Without a thought I sat up again, this time swinging my pajama covered legs over the side of my bed. I couldn't think and my head was pounding. I couldn't even put together a fluen

You sighed as you turned off the lights to your bedroom. You crawled into your bed and yawned as you relaxed, cuddled under the sheets. A few moments later, you fell asleep, unaware of the person just outside the window.                                                                                                                                                        ***        Jack silently slipped inside of (f/n)'s house. Once inside your bedroom, he took a few moments to admire your form on the bed. Jack smiled under his mask and moved closer to the sleeping teenager. He reached out to touch your face before realizing he still had hi

   Jack was walking down a dark street, looking for his next victim. He came up to a block of houses, and very few lights were on. Underneath his mask he grinned slightly. He walked up the walk to the first house that caught his eye, and he silently made his trek to get what he wanted the most. -----------------------   He quietly walked out of the house, removing his mask for a brief moment. He breathed in the crisp night air. It came out in large whisps of frost. He looked around once more, before noticing another house. It seemed to beckon to him, and he wasn't quite sure why. He put his mask back on, before moving quickly up to the hous