Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26437924-20141012165754

'''Um, okay, so this is kind of my first creepypasta, and I would love some help on improving it. I'm not done with it, but I would love some feedback please.  This might be cliched to infinity and beyond, and might be terrible, but atleast something useful. Thanks.'''

I've been always a skeptic of the supernatural. I'm quick to point out how something couldn't happen and what not. Despite that though, I'm a fan of creepy crap, like creepypastas for example. I enjoy reading then, always looking behind my back when I'm alone. Creepypastas have affected the way I've looked at things. With the Elegy Statue from Legend of Zelda for example, I see BEN. I mean, these little horror stories are my life now.

Well, I guess they can break the fourth wall. Now, I know you all will sigh, and get ready for the biggest cliché collection ever, but, well, at least read. I'm still a bit distressed after this series of events, and I guess this may be crappy, because I'll probably rush through this.

So anyways, my friend Teagan and I were using my Dad's laptop. It was during the afternoon, so we were browsing youtube videos. I recently got her into 5 Night's at Freddy's, so we were watching playthroughs of Markiplier playing it. My little brother, Eric, was watching anime on the TV meanwhile. My Dad was upstairs, playing on his Steam games or using Facebook. Mom works as an inventory manager and was gone for the week. Nonetheless, it was a normal day.

Finally, the youtube videos grew old. Teagan and I started to browse the internet, rather bored. We looked at Five Night's at Freddy's fanart, and upcoming character designs for the upcoming sequel.

"Hey Anella," Teagan addressed me, as I scrolled though google images. "Scroll up for a second." I nodded, and did so before Teagan said stop. She pointed at an image that made me raise my eyebrow. The picture was a quote, one quite well known: "Curiosity Killed the Cat." It was rather out of place, but you know, Google Images is weird. I laughed it off, as I scrolled back down to where we were. For the rest of the day, we browsed the internet and such.

Teagan fell asleep, as well did Eric. It was now me, criss cross on the floor, with my blanket wrapped loosely on me. I was now browsing creepypastas, because I have the balls of my class. I finished reading my favorite pasta, Glitchy Red, when I decided to check on my other friend's facebook group, "Creepy Stories." Finally, Brianna updated! It was a link though, to a .jpeg file? I laughed, knowing it was a jumpscare. I clicked on the link to see it wasn't. I was rather disappointed. It was just a cat, rather adorable. I smiled, as I thought of how it could cheer me up on sad days. I downloaded it into my personal file, before closing my browser, to go asleep.

             The next morning, I quickly jumped onto the laptop. I was checking up on Facebook and deviantART when my Dad's BitDefender program popped onto the lower side, proclaiming there was a virus.  