Creepypasta Origin Stories

Forgotten Melody

So this is @Forgotten_Melody 's OC which I love by the way. It's simple but gets the point across. (Is that technically a spoiler?)

Melody Evans was a normal girl, popular and super social. She went to her friends' houses all the time. On her sixteenth birthday she came home to a million presents and a huge birthday cake with sixteen perfect candles on top. She was an only child so she got all the attention she could dream of. She opened her presents, getting everything from the newest phone to concert tickets. Near the end of the night her loving parents lit up the candles on her birthday cake. She waited while they sung "happy birthday," smiling she went to cut the cake with a large kitchen knife. At this time the leg of the old table broke sending the cake toward the curtains, lighting them on fire. Everyone was running around trying to put out the fire. It kept going like as if someone was feeding it. Melody heard static and a voice saying "you'll be mine soon." She blacked out.

She woke up a week later in the hospital. Her arm was covered in bandages. The doctors came in checking up on her. Melody kept asking where her parents were. Finally a nurse looked at her with sad eyes "Melody...they didn't make it. I'm sorry." Melody went numb. Two weeks later they took the bandage off and let her out. Her arm was covered in scar tissue from a burn. It started at her wrist and ended at her shoulder.

She went to school expecting hugs and welcomes, but almost no one noticed her. She got a few sympathetic looks but that was it. Melody finally realized that her friends only hung out with her because of her money which was now gone.

Depression took over.

She started isolating herself. Stopped wearing color, dyed her long brown hair black. Her whole personality drained. She lived in a monochrome world. She stopped seeing color and happiness. The voice and static were her only company.  The voice would say stuff to her like, "look at her. She doesn't deserve to live. What right does she have." "Oh look it's that girl you used hang out with...look how happy they are without you."

Her sea green eyes, once empty, filled with hate. The voice was right what right did they have?

Melody kept hearing the voice growing more angry by the day, filling with blood lust. She couldn't hold it back anymore a strangled chuckle filled the air, followed by hysterical laughter. She grabbed the kitchen knife. Just like the one from that fateful night. And walked out into the cold night.

News report: numerous students found dead. Each with a slit throat and the words "did you forget about me?" Carved into their chest. The murderer is still at large. Main suspect Melody Evans, age 17 went missing the same night

Alrighty Wolfie! This is another OC that someone wanted me to put in here. To be honest I love to put your's in here because it let's me know that people are reading this book (even though it's just me putting other stories in here). And i love that feeling. I LOVE YOU GUYS!! :3

So yea. But if you wanna check out my other books i would love that too. (I know I know. Shameful pestering I'm sowwy.)