Creepypasta Scenarios

Jeff the Killer (When You Met)

It was like any other day. You were in your kitchen, chopping up some veggies. You were making your favorite stew. It was Fall, around 7 at night, and you were getting a little chilly, so you wanted something to warm you up. As your in the kitchen, you hear some creaking noises. "Probably the house settling.." you thought. You throw the veggies in the pot and set it to boil. As you turn around, you find someone a few feet away from you.

The moment you saw him, you knew who he was. It was Jeff the Killer. Anyone would reconize him with his long black hair, white sweater, and wide smile. You thought he was gonna jump at you, but instead he stared at the pot, a dazed look in his eyes. " What's that smell?" Jeff asked. You blinked, then smiled a little. "It's stew. You want some?" He smiles, then sits down. After you guys finish eating, you ask him, "So, are you gonna kill me now?" Jeff laughs, getting up. "Na, I'll let you go. You make some good food." He grins, then jumps out the window.