My normality came back the second I got home from the camp in the woods. I slowly slipped back into the reserved and depressed kid I am/was, pushing the memories of sky ranch far FAR from my mind. A new school year came around and just to add on to the living hell I dealt with at home, I began gaining operator's sickness again. By December I was coughing at any chance my body got and migraines were the norm of my day. It was around that time that I had met my best friend and soon-to-be coven mate. I met up with some friends from my old school (I left that school and hadn't seen them for a year or so) and that's how I met Rory. Our friendship went on like any normal one for an entire school year- it wasn't until we were already in a coven and sharing visions did we address our creepypasta related situations. He told me ever since we met he had been getting slender sickness symptoms and he had been stalked by a creature outside of his window. He had seen many other supernatural phenomena and it seemed like it had all been triggered by us meeting (he claims this all stopped when he was nine -three years before we met-) and that brings us to now. From the rake coming into my house (again) to slender sickness this will be my creepypasta experience log
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I'm Not Crazy
ParanormalAfter years of mental breaking a boy, simply the age of thirteen fears he's lost his mind. A favorable source once told this boy that he was meant to do great, great things. Just not humanely.
