ThatOneCreepyKid

It was a normal day, the fall cool kept many people in jackets. I was walking home listening to MrCreepyPasta tell about Jeff the killer. this was not the first time I heard these stoires, I've listened to them countless times. Even though they spent shiver down my spine and gave me sleeping problems, I still listened to the stories over and over again untill they were craved in my mind. As I walked in my home I grabbed some coke and an apple and went out in the backyard. Mom wasn't back from work so I did whatever. I was greeted by my loyal friend, my husky, Snow. I've had him ever since I was 12 years old and I've trained him hard since the