Written Creepypasta

Proxy

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Author: 
Aura

Proxy.
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Proxy; The definition of one is not one whom befriends the faceless man. But whom is controlled by him. To be a proxy is not to kill. Nor is it to be intentionally evil. The only way to be a proxy, is to capture his attention, and to do that is very simple. You must have the darkness deep inside of you. The rage of a mad man, the anger of one whom experiences TRUE pain, the sorrow of a widow. You must have every negative emotion surrounding your heart. As the faceless man can only be drawn in. With darkness.
There is more darkness than you could ever imagine.

Unwanted.

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Author: 
Tom Kerry Gwilym

A man layed in his bed asleep with his wife, the dim blue moonlight glimmering on the bedsheets. He felt his body being shaken, he awoke to see his wife; struck with fear. "There is an unwanted being lurking within the house." She said petrified, as he suggested "a burglar?" He got out of bed and investigated the house, to find no intruder. He went back to the bedroom, as his wife trembled. "So?" She asked concerned. "Nothing. " he reploed as they got back into bed. He layed there and then he felt a stinging and piercing sensation, in his arm.

Crossing the Road

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Author: 
jantamanja

It was 11 pm when Jason walked out of his office building. He usually didn’t left the office at this late hour, but the thought of additional money for his overtime made him did not realize that he walked through a silent and dark street. He usually went home by foot as his apartment was only one block away from the office. As he intended to cross the road needed to reach his apartment, he noticed an old lady standing below the light of a street lamp.

Creepy Lucy

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Author: 
unknown

I saw Creepy Lucy with my own eyes . She had long brown hair and red eyes, they were red due to the seemingly endless flow of blood coming from them which poured down her face. She was wearing a red dress and black shoes, everything else was hard to make out, there was simply too much blood. The one thing I could see in the dark was the knife she was holding as she made her way towards me. Before she could stab me the police came and she disappeared .

Who is J.F?

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Author: 
Cameron Threadgould, aged 12

It was the time of winter, where everything was covered in thick, white snow and the breeze was ice cold. Me and my friend James decided to build a snowman, as it is quite common to do so. After rolling up perfectly shaped snowballs for the snowman's body and head, we added on stones as eyes and a watermelon slice as a smile. Straight afterwards, James got bored and went inside his house (as he can get bored very easily).

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