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A New Suspect

I was rather surprised Jeff didn't visit me the same night and "explain" his reasons for killing that man. I wonder what the man did. Look at Jeff funny? Bump into him? Gee, must have been something real bad to get slaughtered so violently. Oh God listen to me. I sound like some bitter, old, nag! I guess with all that's went on, having to witness what Jeff did back there, really wasn't on my agenda. I stayed in my bedroom all day and night after it. In the evening I heard my parents gasp and mumble at the News. I didn't creep down to watch it but I caught the key words. "Body" "Woods" "Impaled". Closely followed by my town's name and then the common phrase associated with a Jeff the Killer murder.

"So far there are no suspects or witnesses."

The Jeff the Killer way.

If there is one positive thing about today, when I switched my phone back on, there were surprisingly no texts from my stalker. He or she is lying dormant for now. I wish they'd fucking stay that way permanently. Who would have thought that someone who I don't even know, who is more or less a petty cyberbully, a troll, a coward behind a device, has frightened me more and messed with my head tons more, than the psycho, murdering guy I am madly in love with? Its strange how things work out.

The atmosphere in work the next day is sour and monotone. Everyone has heard about Leah and my workmates, plus various customers, keep approaching me and asking me how she is. Leah has never worked in our Bingo Hall before but she is very popular amongst everyone and sometimes plays, mainly just to gossip with me. And Catherine when she was still alive...

I don't look at Derek as I make my way behind the bar. I'm late for work again but I really, really do not need an earful from him. Thankfully he has either not noticed or he actually has a heart in there and is letting me slide. Gary doesn't get the same treatment however when he slinks in here even later than me. Normally Gary and Derek are cocky with each other when they argue but Gary just lowers his head and apologises which seems to surprise Derek more than anything. Gary's attitude strikes my anxiety instantly. Why so down in the dumps Gary? Got something to hide? A guilty conscience?

Oh god I really am becoming insane.

There's an awkward pause between Derek and Gary for a moment until Derek clears his throat.

"Alright. Gary, I need you to work in Laura's place for the moment."

Me and Gary both blink in surprise. Work in my place?

"But Derek, I don't know how to work behind the bar. I've never been taught."

"I'll get Iris to teach you. It's not rocket science and its only for 10 minutes or so."


"Just do it. Please."

So Gary goes behind the bar. He brushes past me and I don't dare make eye contact with him but I cant help getting chills down my spine. I shuffle over to Derek and ask him what that was all about.

"I need to speak to you in private."

"Oh. Ok."

"Come up to the office."

I can't help but get a slight pain in the pit of my stomach. I never go up to the office. You're only up there if the Manager wants to talk to you about something serious. But the pain I feel is because the last time I was up here was when Mara was Manager. It frightens me to think about her death. How Yuna killed her and got away with it. Where she hid her body. Was her body ever discovered?


I blink out my thoughts and try and focus on Derek.

"Sorry. Um. You wanted to speak to me?"

"I'll get straight to the point, Laura, no reason delaying it. I know what happened between you and Gary."

"Me and...Gary?"

"When you joined him while he was on his break, note HIS break not yours, I don't know exactly what went on but a passing customer heard Gary yelling at you. Apparently rather abusive words."

I lower my head. What can I do? I can't exactly deny it.

"And then there was a second time at the same Fire Exit. This time two employees here, who's names I'm not giving because I don't want any hassle or fights, claim they heard Gary yelling abusive words at you again?"

I just nod.

"Laura, I'm not going to ask what happened or why he was aggressive towards you. Frankly its none of my business, as well as it's business that shouldn't have taken place in the work area. But I won't tolerate my employees being treated like that."

I look at Derek.

"So what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that the ball is in your court. What do you want to do about Gary? If you wish to make an official report and-"



"I'm not reporting it."


"I don't want anyone losing their job or getting warnings or suspensions. You're right. It was personal related and shouldn't have happened at work. And no one knows the full story. Its just as much as my fault as it is his. So I'd much rather it forgotten about."

In reality having Gary away from me is a god send. But if he is my stalker, and Leah's attacker, I really don't think he'd take too kindly to losing his job because of me. I think Derek is annoyed because I know he doesn't like Gary so much and would love a reason to fire him but I'm not giving him that reason.

"Are you sure? I know he is your friend and all but I want to make sure you are able to work properly with him there."

"It's fine Derek, really."

Derek blinks at me and leans back in his chair.

"Wow. You lot are and odd bunch to manage, I have to admit." He actually smirks a little as he says it. "I think I'll have to admit, I'll miss you all."

"Miss us all?"

"I'm leaving my job as manager here in the next few weeks. Going to manage some Casino on the other end of town."



"So...who'll be our new manager?"

"All in good time. I can't reveal any more just now. Now go on back to work before Gary ends up emptying the tills out to everyone."

I laugh and go back down, to silently slope behind the bar to let Gary leave without a second glance at me, and its then I realise something. Derek cracked a joke. And I actually laughed.

Dear God it is a weird day.


Its only an afternoon shift I work today, so I take a walk home, though I convince my mum I'm on the bus. Its a surprising sunny day and I feel content despite everything that's went on. Leah has her surgery on her face today so I won't get to visit her again until tomorrow. I hope everything is okay. I love her, but I'm trying not to think about her just now. Or Gary. Or the stalker, or even Jeff. I just want to close my eyes and try to remember what my life was like before all this shit went down. When things were more normal. Boring. Less scary. But at the same time. Less exciting, I guess. Less insane.


I open my eyes and realise I've walked right into someone. That's nothing new for me.

"Oh sorry-"

I look up at the person and feel immediate Déjà Vu

"Oh. Andy!"


I haven't seen Andy since that time I went crazy and fainted on him. He must have been so creeped out by it. No wonder he seems a little freaked to be standing with me now.

"Don't worry I won't faint again. I'm fine."


"Totally sane now."


"Pfft. What's up with you? Come on, you are usually cracking jokes and mocking me for being the sour puss. Now the tables have turned. What's up?"

"I just can' to you right now."

"Hm? Why?"


"Look, just because me and Gary aren't speaking, doesn't mean we can't talk to each other. I'm still your friend, aren't I? We're still pals!"

"Just...How could you do that to him, Laura?"

Andy sound stern and serious, something I've never heard him sound like before. I didn't think it was possible.


"How could you DO that?"

"It was blown totally out of proportion, Andy. I tried to explain that to him!"

"I can't help it! He's my best friend! He really liked you just...You know, you really FUCKED him over!"

I feel my heart sink. I step back in shock. Did he just say what I think he said? I dare open my mouth to say more but he keeps going.

"The way you played him like that. The way you messed with his head!"


"You're just...evil! You're evil!"

My stomach does a backflip again.

"I had a feeling you were pretty twisted. Now I know the truth."

My mouth opens in horror and I fight the tears back. It's not because I'm hurt at what Andy is saying to me. Oh no. It's because of the phrases themselves. They aren't bringing me pain, they are bringing me fear. When I see Andy's mouth open again, internally I attempt to mimic his next words.

"You'll be the one that regrets it messing him about like that"

I mimic correctly.

He storms away, leaving me having to hold on to the wall for support to stop myself from falling over. Those words. Those unmistakable, cold, threatening and familiar words.

Hands shaking I take out my phone and browse my texts from the stalker, going up to see earlier messages. It takes a few minutes but then there they are.

"Wow. You really fucked him over didn't you?"

"I knew you were a bit crazy but you're pretty twisted too!"

"You're both EVIL."

"You will regret messing him about like that"

There they are, right there. All those messages from the stalker. They match up nearly perfect to every insult Andy just threw at me back there. Especially that last chilling statement.

You will be the one that regrets messing him about like that.
"You will regret messing him about like that."

That just...can't be coincidental, can it? I can't be wrong now can I?



Andy stalker?!
The Bloody End Chapter 33
Andy? Andy is behind it all?! DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUN!!! :O

Sorry for the late chapter, I've been practically bed ridden the past few days with a horrible virus but I seem okay now :) Yay!

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Id usually have a new chapter of my story posted by now but I'm a bit behind on progress because I've been effected by this horrible virus going around :( It started Friday night at work and although I'm a bit better now, Im still not 100% :( Hopefully I'll be fully recovered by tomorrow but it is a bad virus. My entire house has it! 

Hopefully a new chapter will be up tomorrow or Tuesday. Fingers crossed :)
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Walk Away

I don't sleep, though no sleep is something I've grown accustom to now to the point I've almost forgotten what it's actually like to have a good night's sleep. I don't text the stalker back again. I switch my phone off all together and actually take the battery out of it as if it would some how protect me. I rack my brains trying to think. Trying to work out who would do this to me. To Leah.

A part of me still believes it to be Gary, but the part is smaller now. Gary is like a total pacifist. Well physically anyway. I've heard him run his mouth to people before, hell, we all know I was on the receiving end of it, but he's not really a physical fighter. He tries hard to stay clear of fights and only attacks in self defence. Someone like Gary couldn't possibly stoop this low and beat up a defenceless girl.

Could he?

Oh I don't even know what to believe or who to trust any more. It's all just fucked up. I can't even go to the Police because its clear what will happen if I do. Next time it could be fatal. Next time it could be a family member. My mum. My dad. My sister. Next time it could be Jeff. Next time it could be me, with a one way ticket straight to the morgue. When I first started getting these stupid texts, they never severely frightened me. They worried me of course and did scare me a bit, but really I thought it was just some asshole messing with me. But now. Now I'm terrified. I'm terrified what he or she is going to do next. I don't even know what their goal is here. Any time I try and ask what he or she wants I just get silly riddle-like replies that make no sense. Even if they want me dead for whatever reason, a tiny piece of me is actually wishing they'd just get it over with and kill me already so all this will stop. I've had enough.


I must, by some miracle, eventually fall asleep at some point because I open my eyes to mum waking me up telling me to get ready if I want to go with dad to see Leah in the hospital. My whereabouts of last night is never brought up again. They have either forgotten or they are being kind about it and just letting it slide since they know I'm home safe. Well that's a very minor weight off my mind.

I'm understandably quiet all morning in the house, in the car and when we enter the hospital. I cant even bring myself to tell the nurse who I'm here to visit so dad has to tell them for me. We're lead to a ward on the second floor.

"I'll leave you there then. I have to go for work. Make sure you get the bus straight home so mum doesn't worry."

"Thanks, Dad. I'll probably not be long. It's best to let Leah rest."

I take a deep breath before opening the door and walking in. It's just like before when I was going to see Catherine only this time there are more victims in beds in worse conditions. Some are bruised so bad there's hardly any traces of their natural skin colour on their body to be seen. One person has their whole face bandaged up. But the moment I see Leah, my heart falls to the floor and I have to furiously fight to hold back the tears because I know crying will make Leah cry too and I have to be strong for her sake.

Oh God, Leah. I barely even recognise her straight away. Both eyes are rimmed black. Her cheeks are swollen and bruised. She has multiple cuts and stitches across her forehead as well as bandages wrapped round her head which are lightly blood stained. And when she smiles at me weakly, I notice she has 2 teeth missing. She realises this and closes her mouth quickly, mouth instantly closing and her blue, painful eyes brimming with tears.

"I look a mess."

"Oh, Leah." I want to give her a hug but I'm too scared I hurt her so I just gently rest my hand on her shoulder but even then she winces a bit.

"Sorry! Sorry, I didn't think", I say quickly, removing my hand.

"It hurts. Everything hurts."

"Leah, what happened? Do you know who did this?"

"No. I can barely remember anything at all. I...I was walking home. I felt something hit my head and the next thing I remember, I was in here."

"You didn't see the attacker?"

"Not that I remember."

"Do you know at the very least if it was a boy or girl?"

"Give it a rest, Laura, I've had this from the police already. I told you, I don't know."

I'm not hurt by her sharp remark. I don't blame her for it at all really. I look at her poor face. Mum mentioned before I came here this morning that she was getting surgery done to her face. I didn't think the beating she got was that bad until now.

"On the plus side", Leah smiles at me. "The bastard didn't break my nose. Lucky me."

It wasn't really funny but we both laughed anyway. I admire Leah's spirit to still keep her positive go-lucky attitude despite what happened to her. I go along with it to please her.

"Well you better hurry up and get better. Who else am I supposed to call and bitch to every night?"

"I'll try my best, believe me. Maybe when I can fully open my eyes I can get my mum to sneak me my phone and I'll text you. Keep you updated on the patients in this word and the male doctors."

"Any cute ones, you let me know instantly."

"I hope not. With my face like this?"

"Well even beaten to a pulp, you still look miles prettier than me, so stop complaining."

We have a laugh to the point, it's almost like a regular catch up. We laugh a little too loudly we're told to quiet down by various nurses until one of them informs me visiting time is over. I give Leah a kiss and tell her I'll see her soon and leave.

I know I promised dad I'd get the bus home and I know it is the safest bet out there, especially in these circumstances but I walk instead. Walking helps me to relax and clear my head a lot more and I felt too sick to sit on a bus. It's a long walk, a good 30 minutes but I don't care. I could use the fresh air.

I still don't have my phone on yet. I left it at home with the battery still out of it so at least I can't get distracted by any creepy text messages. I probably have loads waiting for me when I get home but well that's then. Right now I want to try and forget all of that. I want to try and just relax and breathe before I think about what I plan to do next.

The walk is actually quite peaceful and content, right until I reach the famous bridge. I cringe and shudder at the thought of the last time I was walking on it, when I was staggering drunk, nearly lost my phone and passed out in Jeff's arms. I really was at the mercy of a psycho serial killer and here I am, still standing, still alive to tell the tale. Jeff doesn't want to kill me. I mean I realised that a while ago, but it's just nice to be reminded that I am safe with him. Despite the two times where he nearly has went for me, he never went through with them. He's never hurt me. Something stopped him both times.

Something inside of him.

I think about Jeff so much I don't even realise I'm not walking any more. I've stopped, holding on to the bridge railings and staring into the woods. When I come to, I realise that someone is actually in there. I can't see them but I hear them. Footsteps. Running.

They're coming towards me, starting of distant of course, but coming closer and closer. I don't tense up or feel nervous as its likely just a couple of kids but the more I listen, I realise that that's not all I'm hearing. I can hear loud breaths, gasping, scared panting. As if someone had spotted something terrible. As if someone where in trouble. As if someone where getting...chased.

All of a sudden some guy in his mid forties looms out behind some trees and trips over a branch. He's panting so loud and so fast, he sounds like he's about to have a heart attack. He has sweat staining his shirt and dripping down his had as if he has been running for miles. Maybe he has been. Can he get up? I sort of back up a little and he doesn't spot me until I stand on a twig that snaps and he immediately looks up in surprise. He still doesn't get up. Instead he holds his hand out to me which to my horror I realise is covered in blood.

"Help me, please! Call the police! HELP-"

Suddenly his eyes widen and there's this disgusting gurgling sound in his throat. I don't even realise it until blood gushes down his neck that he's been impaled through the neck. Eyes wide, blood rushing out his mouth, he still tries to call to me, but its impossible as the sharp object through his throat is roughly pulled out and impaled through it once again, this time lower down. The poor man can't speak or make any sound at all now, and within a matter of minutes, he goes limp and his head droops, lifeless eyes facing the ground.

I feel like I've gone into shock. I'm expecting to wake up and find this is all a dream or blink a few times and realise I've become lost in some stupid sick fantasy of mines but not this time. This is real. This is really happening. Of course I should run, but then I see the person who did this. The white hoodie eases my worries of being attacked next, but not the sick feeling in my stomach.

"Good afternoon", he nods at me, grinning wildly.

I give a very slight timid nod back and without a care in the world he slumps the lifeless corpse over his shoulder and strolls away, actually whistling. Not giving a shit about the fresh blood stains on his grubby hoodie. Not giving a shit that anyone could have saw what happened. Not giving a shit about who this man was.

Just like that.

A little mouse like squeak escapes my mouth. I don't know whether I'm going to be sick. Faint. Cry. Have an anxiety attack or what. My body doesn't seem to know either. My brain is still trying to process what the Hell just happened.

Just walk away, Laura. Just go home. It's safe there.

I let out a shaky breath and walk home, at a far quicker pace than before.
The Bloody End Chapter 32
Fun Fact: The bridge and woods I talk about in these stories are based of a real bridge I walk on some nights and nowadays whenever I'm alone on it and night and hear a noise, I start to get very paranoid XD

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Repeated History

My encounter with Jeff made me forget that earful that I'm likely waiting to get from my parents when I get home; until now! I'm walking home, shivering and trying to come up with a half assed excuse that will at least not make them chop me up into little pieces. My phone battery ran out after I left Jeff's..."house" so I can't even text or call. I still feel sick. My head is still reeling. I probably stink of booze and I don't have a mirror but I can just imagine how my face looks. Make up smeared everywhere, hair a mess. God. And Jeff seen me like that? Well at least the place was quite dark so maybe he didn't notice.

Uh oh. I'm at the door now. Well I guess the only thing I can say is I was at Leah's for a couple of drinks and didn't realise the time. I don't even know what time it is! It can't be too late. Although I don't recall seeing anybody in the streets on my way home and I didn't see a single bus pass me. Buses go off at 11:45pm. Oh boy. Here we go. I take a deep breath, quickly repeat the story inside my head and open the door- to mum grabbing me and instead of slapping me which is what I thought she'd have done, she hugged me so tight I almost snapped in two.

"Oh Thank GOD!"

She sounds...upset! Scared! Demented! I start to feel really bad.

"I'm sorry mum I just-"

"Where the HELL have you been?!"

I glance at the clock. Its 10 minutes past midnight. Oops.

"I tried to text but my phone died and-"

"Your dad was out driving for AGES looking for you! We called your work but it was already shut and we didn't know your Manager's number and we were all ready to call the police especially after what happened to Leah we thought-"

"Woah! Wait a minute. What are you talking about?"

"What am I talking about? Its past midnight! You finish work at 9:30! You'd have been home hours ago!"

"No I mean what-"

"Your hair and make  up is a mess! What have you been doing?!"

"Mum just tell-"

"We thought you were in trouble.."

"MUM! Just tell me! What's happened to Leah?!"

Mum suddenly looks shifty and flashes a look to dad who has entered the hallway looking grim and concerned. Suddenly both of them seem to fall silent and their eyes lower, making me all the more anxious, my stomach churning more than before.

"Mum? Dad? What's going on?"

"Well we tried to call you all night but we couldn't get through to you."

"My phone died."

"And we were out of our minds with worry when we found out about Leah."

"Found out what?!"

"We thought you knew", Dad mumbled, clearing his throat. "Leah is in the hospital."

"Hospital? What? Why?"

"She was attacked on her way home from work."

My heart stops. Everything stops. Everything drones out and I suddenly feel like I'm standing in an empty room all alone, the walls spinning and spinning. It's Déjà vu. I flashback to the day I was told about Catherine being attacked. I flashback to the dream of her laying in a coma and being stabbed repeatedly to death. I flashback to the news report of her death. I flashback to her funeral.

And now it's Leah's turn.

"She was walking home", Mum told me. "She was believed to have been jumped by someone and they beat her to a pulp. Someone saw and ran over but the attacker fled away."

I feel sick. This already seems worse than when Catherine was attacked before her murder.

"H-how is she now?"

"She lost a lot of blood but luckily she was brought into hospital just in time. A few broken ribs and bruising but her mum told me the Nurses said she'll recover after a few weeks."

She isn't in a coma, thank God for that.

"I want to see her."

"Its late, Laura. She'll be resting. You can go visit her tomorrow, Dad will take you."

Without another word, I walk upstairs to my room, slamming the door shut. I know Mum and Dad will want an explanation about where I've been all night sooner or later but luckily they are taking pity on me for now and leaving me alone. I sit on my bed, just lost in thought, not doing anything.

Oh God, no. Not Leah. As much as I loved Catherine to bits, I love Leah tons more! She is my oldest and bestest friends. We've been best friends since we were 5 years old. She is the one person I can trust with anything in the world. She knows more about me than anyone, even Jeff. If anything were to happen to her....



I'm such an idiot.

I'm panicking that Jeff did this and will repeat his history when he attacked and later killed Catherine, but I'm forgetting one vital thing. Jeff didn't do this! He can't have! Let's see. Leah  finishes work at 10pm. I finish work at 9:30pm. By the time I had reached the bridge and passed out drunk, Leah would probably have been about home by now. When I passed out, Jeff was with me. Jeff was with me all night. Jeff was with me! Leah doesn't walk my way home. She lives the other side of town so she wouldn't be walking anywhere near me or Jeff. Jeff can't be in two places at once.

So if Jeff didn't do it...

Who did?

There are creeps out there, that I do know, but no way would someone randomly attack Leah for no reason. Leah has no enemies, or at least any that'd beat her to a pulp. It wasn't even a gang attack, it was just one individual. Were they trying to mug her? Was it someone high on drugs or completely drunk? Was it, god forbid, some kind of rapist? Whoever it was, why do I feel so guilty about it? It's almost the same feeling with Catherine, like I could have done something to prevent it. But me and Leah finish our jobs at different times and go in separate directions home so it's not like we ever walk each other. Leah has walked home the same way for ages and nothing has ever happened to her before. Why now? And why this bad? Leaving her in a blood heap, not caring if she lived or not.

Of course Leah is the victim, but I feel this attack has also been directed towards me. Like a warning. Like a punishment. But who? Who'd warn me or punish me by doing something so cruel, vile and inhumane? Besides Jeff the Killer. Who?

I plug my phone into my charger and see I have 11 missed calls from my parents. About 30 or so texts from them frantically asking where I am. And a text from that familiar number. I simply sigh, trying not to let them get to me, and open the message.

"Didn't I warn you never to speak of me?"

I blink, looking confused. I check the time and see the text was sent at 10:35 pm. Considering the time it took me to walk home from Jeff's place, which wasn't actually that long, I'd have actually still been with Jeff the time the text was sent. My phone must have cut off before Jeff saw it and he was holding my phone.

Jeff read every single one of the stalker's texts.

Jeff knows everything about the stalker.

And I think the stalker knows.

I stare at the phone for a few moments, taking it in and I text back 5 little bleak words.

"It was you. Wasn't it?"

I get a reply almost instantly. I look at the one word answer and drop the phone in disgust, sinking off my bed and on to the floor, knees up, curled into a ball. I failed. I failed once again. I promised no one else would get hurt in all of this. I promised no one I loved and cared about would get involved and I broke those promises. Now Leah is laying in hospital with broken ribs and bruises, probably scared to death now to ever wander the streets alone ever again.

And I'm being stalked by her attacker.

And I fear this is only the beginning.
The Bloody End Chapter 31
First Catherine. Now Leah! But will Leah meet the same grisly fate as Catherine? And what's next in store for Laura as the stalker now knows Laura has disobeyed him/her?

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Relaxing Bunny by littleangellaura1
Relaxing Bunny
This is my rabbit who sadly passed away a couple of days ago, after 7 whole years spent with her :( But I wanted to share a photo of what she looked like :)

Her name was Gucci (my sister named her XD) and this is my favourite photo of her, relaxing in our backgarden! Dont worry the stones never hurt or bothered her. She was forever laying on them and never got injured or uncomfortable on them! 

I miss her <3


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Call me "Laul" :)
United Kingdom
Name: Laura
But call me: Laul or Lala :3 (My 2 known nicknames xD )
Age: 20
Birthday: 9th September
Star Sign: Virgo
Birthstone: Sapphire
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black, mid length and full fringe
Pierced: Earlobes, lip , tongue
Nationality: Scottish

Sonic the Hedgehog and Creepypasta fan to the MAX!

10 Facts About Me

1. I've loved Sonic ever since I was 7
2. I'm Pansexual
3. If I didn't have video games, music and art then I think I'd lose the will to live!
4. I'm very tomboy and slightly gothic too
5. My biggest hates are Sushi, Wasps and My Little Pony
6. I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder (GAD)
7. I'm a huge fan of horror films - The Conjuring is the scariest film I've seen so far, with Insidious being 2nd xD
8. I'm a huge believer in ghosts, spirits and demons. I'd love to be a paranormal investigator or ghost hunter
9. I've been writing songs ever since I was 14
10. I'll NEVER grow up ;)
Id usually have a new chapter of my story posted by now but I'm a bit behind on progress because I've been effected by this horrible virus going around :( It started Friday night at work and although I'm a bit better now, Im still not 100% :( Hopefully I'll be fully recovered by tomorrow but it is a bad virus. My entire house has it! 

Hopefully a new chapter will be up tomorrow or Tuesday. Fingers crossed :)
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  • Playing: Played GTA5 earlier
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CrazySOB53 Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Hey Laul, what's up? OwO
littleangellaura1 Featured By Owner Nov 1, 2014
The sky XD
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Thanks for the fave!
littleangellaura1 Featured By Owner Aug 11, 2014
You're welcome :)
CrazySOB53 Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
*is driving by in a coil voltic* TICKY BOMB! *throws a sticky bomb at you*
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CrazySOB53 Featured By Owner Jul 20, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
For not bein' a boss!!!

You didn't get the jacksepticeye reference, did you? -3-
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