(Y/N) is just an innocent girl who wanted to live a normal, carefree life. That's all she cares about, well, that and her candies. With low blood sugar, she needs to keep her energy up with something sugary, so what better way than to befriend a psychotic clown with a sweet tooth. Wait... What? Suddenly, (Y/N) finds h...
Life is fun. And fun is Laughing Jack. The monochrome killer clown is known for killing children for his own amusement, until one day he meets a rather extraordinary girl who leaves a scar on both of their souls.
One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one...
[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the s...
THIS IS NOT MINE so this is written on deviantart and the author does not have a wattpad I AM NOT THE AUTHOR! but this book is to good not to share on wattpad. UPDATE: I asked the author for permission to post this it was on here for a while but the person who originally put it up did not keep it. this will be the o...
Sally Williams needs some sort of stimulation. Being stuck with teenagers and young adults doesn't do her any good so Slender decides to take a chance on the human world. What he didn't expect was to find love in the process.
You're 16 and baby sitting your Mothers bosses son, Nate. You thought it would be an easy night. Nate is only 6 years old and claims to have an imaginary friend. How hard could it be? I don't own Laughing Jack or any other creepypasta's in this story.
"Swear to me you'll be back." "Of course, dust bunny." I first saw him when I was eight. Standing at the edge of the meadow, staring. But...he didn't have any eyes. I gave him a poppy, and he patted my bruised cheek and sent me along. My dad disappeared the next day. No one hit me anymore. The Slenderman saved me that...