"I am a piece of paper. . . So fragile and yet sharp. . . I am a piece of paper. . . Every compliment tapes on a new bit of confidence to my blank space. . . I am a piece of paper. . . Every negative thing you've done or said about me tears into my heart. . . I am a torn piece of paper. . . I have reaped lives of those who've called me. . . I am a monster. . . This is what you've done to me. This. . . Is what I've become." Torn in half, (Y/n) (L/n) becomes apart of the creepypasta group. Having more than one voice in her head might hold her back from creating bonds with anyone, but they welcome her into their home. She learns the way of the killer, and somewhat returns back to normal. But... is she really normal? "Fear me.. Bakemono (Y/n)." *the lights go out* "shhh..."*glowing dark purple eyes appear* *sword comes into view before everything goes black*
15 parts