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Stay Jeff the Killer X Reader Chapter 1 ~~~ A.N.: (y/n)= your name, (e/c)=eye color, (h/l)=hair length, (h/c)=hair color, (f/c)=favorite color, (y/h)=your hometown, and your 16, only thing I'm really choosing about you XD. Hope you all enjoy the first part of my Jeff the Killer X Reader story, Stay! :D I got this idea from playing the game 'Illusion: Ghost Killer' which, if any of you  know, is a Jeff the Killer game where your in what seems like an old, abandoned (SCARY) factory and you have to walk around (YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THERE) and place cameras in these red circles that are randomly around the place (AND ITS HUGE)! So yeah, it made me

~Flashback. Jadusable's POV~ User: Answer me Ben. Cleverbot: Welcome back. User: What is the point of doing this, WHY? Cleverbot: Amusing to see. User: How? Cleverbot: Fun to play, fun to toy with you, make you feel safe. User: ... Cleverbot: I wonder how you would have reacted. User: To what? Cleverbot: If I hadnt revealed myself and stayed hidden, only doing little things to play with you. Close out your windows, turn off your computer, move your mouse by itself. Little things. Make you wonder if I am there but you never know. Give you little hints that I am. Cleverbot: I wanted to do something different with you. User: You did

~8 Years Ago~ I remember my big brother. Alex... He was always playing his Nintendo 64. It was his prized possession, as he called it. I didn't know exactly what it meant. I was only 6 years old anyway. My big brother was much older than me; already in college. I noticed after a few months into his sophmore year, that he started acted kinda funny; like something was scaring him. He was allowed to bring me to his dorm room sometimes, He said that he enjoyed the company of his baby sister. I didn't mind at all. His refrigerator was always stuffed with juice boxes and snacks, I even played his Nintendo 64 with him. But for some reason

"Sorry, what?" You looked up at Slenderman, your eyes wide. "Who wants to kill me?" "C.P. Agents." Jeff answered. "Like... Club Penguin agents or something?" You snickered. Jeff's facepalm and Slendermans unamused expression made you clear your throat awkwardly and apologize. BEN's laugh echoed from the other room. "C.P. stands for Creepypasta... Its just a name we made up to identify them. They want to kill you.... and its my fault." He bowed his head in shame. "Every second you're with me, you're at risk... It's because of what I am." "What are you?" You asked softly, surprised by how relaxed you were despite the horrifyingly dangero