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Kenny and Clementine were brought into a prison like place by Carver. "Just relax. Everything's good here. Remember I'm not the bad guy." the man turned to the unsure group. Kenny only shook his head. Clementine looked around the place. She stayed silent. "Hey little girl. How about you come with me and I'll show you around." the red haired lady smiled. Clementine felt as if she had no other choice but to follow the woman. The two girls walked through the place. The red haired lady introduce Clementine to many people. Nice people... as far as she could tell. The red haired lady looked at Clem. "Just remember something sweetie..." Clem focused

We had been walking for about a week. My legs were aching, I was tired and hungry. We had came to a clear opening, there were a lot of trees ahead of  us, Clementine leaned against a big rock and took out her binoculars. The rest of us sat down for a quick rest, we all needed it, especially Rebecca. Through the binoculars Clementine spotted a ski lodge, a little house and a seemingly passable bridge. "We have to cross that brige, let's go." Carlos said. "Now hold on, we can't all go sprinting across that thing, if we get spotted over there then we're gonna be trapped." Luke stated. "Going around that lake will take too long." Carlos said w

"Hey, you think the toilet works?" Beth joked, repeatedly pushing the handle on the toilet. It had been ten minutes since we had split up in the front hallway. We were currently in the upstairs bathroom, examining anything we could find. Beth had made a comment that the toilet appeared fairly new compared to the rest of the dinky, dilapidated house. She had then proceeded to play around with it like a child. Her laughter echoed throughout the small bathroom, making it seem louder than it really was. "That escalated quickly," Chase commented. The meme wasn't entirely relevant to our situation, but I decided to hold my tongue. Chase's arms were

 My phone began to ring. I rolled over in bed, doing my best to ignore it. The annoying alarm stopped, but rang again shortly afterward. Groaning in irritation, I reached over and grabbed my phone to read my best friend’s name on the screen. “She better have a good excuse for calling me,” I grumbled aloud. “Does she know what time it is?” it was only ten A.M., but it was the first week of summer vacation and I was dying for some good sleep. I hit the “receive call” button and hesitantly held the phone up to my ear. “Hello?” “Good morning, Christy!!” a voice rang from the other

     I just want a kind touch      A gentle word or praise      I look to you with hopeful eyes      But you just look away I don't understand it Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry Please stop hitting me I only want... But you don't care         You never listen to my words         You only hurt me more         Maybe I should fight back         Let you know how it feels &#

These creepypastas were made years ago when I was very young! Because of that, they are old, terribly cliché and outdated. I keep them posted because some people still enjoy reading these. Whether you're reading these for laughs, or because you legitimately like them, I hope you enjoy! I was introduced to the video game realm a tad late than most other people. For most, if not all, of my early childhood, I was isolated from other kids and I had next to no social interactions. My days were spent in a prison-like school and my nights rotted away with mind numbing TV. Life was dull and boring, all I had were my stuffed animals and cheap pl