User:MsCreepLePasta

I think it’s about time I write this down, I’m sitting in my padded cell with a blindfold over my eyes. And the reason why i’m here is because of those monsters we call People. I’m only 15 you know, female, but in a mental institution. I was around 12 when it happened. I was in my room just playing video games and listening to as usual. but for some odd reason I hear tapping on my window, the way my room is set up is my bed is right next to the window, parallel to it. Thinking it was probably one of the lizards crawling around with it’s tail hitting the glass. I ignored it and kept listening. But then the tapping got louder, and louder. “There’s no way that that’s a lizards tail…” I mumbled to myself. I looked out of the window, in fear, I saw the most gruesome thing… A pale, slumped over of what it seemed to look like a corpse, kneeling and tapping on my window. Dark black holes for eyes and it’s mouth, a wide, unhuman grin. I jumped back from it’s appearance at my window as it looked right at me, or.. At least I thought it was. I fell off of my bed as I crawled back from it starting to open the window. “No, no no no this can’t be happening”  I mumbled to myself. Pulling back the screen and opening the window, surprisingly he wasn’t smashing it. Or “It.” It crawled onto my bed and it sat there, Once I had gotten a complete look at it. This had to be some joke. “Marc come on this isn’t funny-” I got up to reach toward the thing thinking it was my boyfriend pulling some prank. He grabbed my hand and twisted it round completely, I screamed in pain as I stumbled back a little holding my wrist. It crawled out that night and left me there, shutting the window. When I built the courage to check outside, He was gone. He didn’t come back for at least 3 to 4 weeks, I didn’t sleep I didn’t think I did anyway. My parents were highly concerned I didn’t eat either. I skipped school and sat in my room and that night it came back. This time. It spoke. I looked over to see it opening my window once again as I got up and backed up till my backside hit a wall. Wh-What the hell do you want from me?!” I shouted at it, and with a minute of silence, A distorted, scratchy voice choked out “I’m here to collect something from you…” as it took off the corpse covering skin it revealed a face with nothing on it… Except, the same black holes and had a grin that looked like it belonged to him. Only then I realized the skin that covered it, was Marc’s. “Oh god… What is it..? Who are you anyway?” I asked not blinking for a second to make sure it stayed where it was. “Well.. I’ll tell you i’m not death or a demon. I’m happiness.” It’s grin got wider. It almost looked like a spider.. It’s body, mangled and grotesque blood smeared across it’s entire body. “Happiness.? What the fuck…?” I asked myself and it. “Here, you don’t seem to understand, Happiness is something that’s simply an illusion, you may think it’ll last forever but the reality is, it’s nearer than you think and is already written. Remember when you performed that  Faustus Contract and thought it was fake when nothing showed up?” It then suddenly flashed to me. about a month ago I had did some weird ritual to summon a demon and make a contract with it and in the end it eats your soul. But he just said he wasn’t a demon… “Yeah, I do but you just said you weren’t a demon.” I replied with a even more confused voice. The thing moved at the speed of light and crawled up the wall and looked down at me. “Well it doesn’t absolutely Need to be a demon does it? i’m here to seal a contract, in or out dear?” It asked me with that damn scratchy voice as a long, pale hand held my cheek. “Y-Yes…” I gulped in what I had in order to do. But then in a second it was gone once again. It didn’t come back for months, years passed and my life grew worse. My mom came into my room once as I was surrounded with art materials. “Cora.. What’s been going on you haven’t came out of your room in months-” I threw a pair of scissors at her throat just incase he was hiding again. Another year had passed and I was tired of seeing illusions, after seeing the image of skin being torn off of my friends and family and me having to be forced to rip their insides out, I was done. I took My index fingers and shoved one in each of my eyes. Screaming I pushed in deeper as blood dripped onto the floor I slid my fingers out as my vision was gone. Now I sit here writing this the best I can.. I think I can hear him.. It’s only a matter of time till I’m gone now…