User:Atheunnoticed

A.

The boy woke up with a start. He rubbed his eyes and listened intently for what woke him from his sweet slumber. He had sworn he heard soft footsteps going down the hall outside his room. Quietly he slipped one foot out from under the quilt, followed by the other, into the cold dark of his room. As he walked past his dresser he grabbed his phone to use as alight and slowly opened his bedroom door, poking his head out. Nothing. Shrugging, he began walking to the bathroom, stopping once to press his ear against his room mate's door to see if it was him making the noise earlier. He guessed not since all he heard was soft snores from the other side. On the walk back to his bedroom he felt his phone buzz in his hand, informing him he had received a message. He paused to read it. "Can I tell you a secret?" He checked the number and saw that it was an unknown number. "Stupid kids" he thought. He entered his room and turned around to shut the door when he heard faint breathing coming from behind him. He immediately froze. Slowly he turned around, hoping he was just hearing things but, unfortunately for him, he wasn't. There in front of him was a girl, younger than he was by a couple of years judging by her small frame, long red hair was put in a messy one sided plait down her left side. He couldn't see the top half of her face because the hood of her zip up covered it, but the bottom half wore a childish smirk. The grey zip up she was wearing was stained in something unintelligible but if the boy had to guess he would say it was blood. She wore a pair of men's jeans that were a size or two too big for her and gathered around her ankles. These, too, were stained all over not only in blood but in mud. Unlike the zip up, though, they were covered in tears and badly stitched holes. They definitely looked older and more worn than the zip up. On her feet were a pair of dark sneakers, the boy couldn't tell what colour they were from all the mud that was on them. The boy gathered some courage and spoke "w-who are you, kid, and why the hell are you in our apartment?" His fear was etched into his voice. The girls smirk turned into a grin and she took a step forward. "You didn't answer my question earlier, can I tell you a secret?" Her voice was like nails on a chalkboard to the boy and could have easily scared the bravest person to the bone. The girls grin got wider, "I'll take that as a yes." The boy screamed and turned around to run but the girl was too quick. She grabbed the back of his neck and pushed him to the ground and sat on his chest. He squirmed underneath her, trying to get up but she was much heavier than she looked. He turned his head towards the door about to scream for help but the girl crushed his windpipe before he got the chance. It took everything he had to keep breathing. The girl leaned down to whisper in his ear, "I killed your little 'buddy' earlier and now its your turn. Isn't that exciting?" the girl slipped something out from her right sleeve, the boy's eyes widened as he saw the sharp blade covered in his room mate's blood. The girl started laughing and, for the boy at least, everything went black.

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IMPORTANT NEWS UPDATE

Police have found the bodies of two King's Collage students in their small apartment, not too far from their school. The boys have been named as Michael McWilliams and James Bay. Police have informed us thatboth victims were stabbed multiple time in the chest before getting the letter "A" carved into it. One of the students had a crushed windpipe, probably the result of an attempt to get help. An eye witness reported saying she saw a girl in her early teens exiting the victims apartment and entering the local wood. Many conspiracies are going round regarding the murders but the most popular one is that the killer "A" is a large organisation simply because cases, like this one, have been popping up not only in the U.K but in other countries across the globe at alarmingly close dates. Thats all for now, more on this story at six.

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Upon hearing this "news update" A laughed and switched off her newest victim's television. They had no idea......

''Okay so this is my first creepy pasta story. I have the backstory of A written and I might post it here soon if you want it.''