Kohi Shep 🐾

(Sightless Hannah - Creepypasta OC)

TW: Suicide, Car crashes, SA

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Autumn air blew through the neon trees, a chill wave washed over Hannah. Her striped jacket slid off of her broad shoulders, her freckles reflecting in the fall sun like diamonds.

Her teeth chattered involuntarily, and she crossed her arms above her chest to hold her jacket close. She was waiting for her friends, Marley, and her boyfriend Daxtyn. It was October 30th, and they had a tradition for 3 years to go out and get a snack before they settled down to watch a movie, but that tradition died down once Daxtyn cornered Hannah and told her to keep her mouth shut or he was going to kill her before forcibly kissing her. She never looked at him the same after that. Hannah had candy apples on her mind, that was her favorite treat. Hannah closed her eyes and listened to the leaves rustling against one another. She heard gravel being crunched and a window rolling down, her head poked up, she was sitting on a picnic table that was outside of a playground. Her eyes landed on Marley’s. “Get in, bitch!” She laughed.She began to get in the backseat of Daxtyns mom’s 2010 Prius.“Where the hell were yall?” She said , not a lick of anger in her voice. “We got caught up doing stuff”. Marley blushed and punched Daxtyn on the arm, making a slight whine. Hannah looked out of the window as they began moving, visibly uncomfortable. Hannah sighed and opened her purse. It was brown, with Pink and green dots on it, with brown in the middle of the circles. She got it from her mom. She pulled out her old dollar store headphones and plugged them into her old phone, which had a cracked screen. It was a surprise she could read anything on it.

A pit formed in her stomach thinking about Daxtyn and she curled her legs in the seat, her thumb rubbing the material of the headphones as she began to take the wire and rub it across her upper lip, soothing her.

Brown, yellow and red leaves all bunched together in one blob as the trees passed, and she zoned out.

She could feel her chest gently vibrate as she heard her friend talking, but she couldn’t hear her. Before she knew it, they were at the Sweets shop. ‘S’more, please.’ It was called.

Hannah was the first out of the car, as she rushed to the door. She waited on Daxtyn and Marley to get out of the car before she actually went inside. It smelled of popcorn and caramel, and it was like a carnival. She loved it. 15 minutes passed and they finally got her candy apple. She gently poked it with her teeth and made a snarl-esque face. It was harder than she expected. “I’ll just save it for later. The night is young, right?” She chuckled and looked at Marley who pity laughed at her. It wasn’t even a laugh, it was one of those laughs where you just blow air out of your nose and shrug. As they stepped out, she began to shiver, and she rushed into the car. The air seemed blue, it wasn’t dark but it wasn’t dusk either. Daxtyn slammed the car door and looked at Hannah in the rear view mirror as Marley hopped in. She kissed his cheek.

“Hey, Hannah. There’s an old ass house like 30 minutes from here if you wanna go see it.”Marley asked. They used to do that a lot when they were kids. “Hell yeah!”

He crunk up the car and 30 restless minutes passed as Marley and Hannah sat in the back seat together, talking about Halloween and how different it is now to how it used to be. They pulled up finally, and it was disgusting. When they got out of the car, it smelled strongly of mildew and rat urine. The house looked as if it was built in the 20’s. As they made their way to the porch, it seemed as if it could give in at any moment, so Hannah opened the door and rushed in, they followed suit.

Marley took Hannah by the shoulders and shoved her to the ground. “Marley?! W-What the hell?!”.

“Whoops.” Marley retorted. “Guess that’s what you get for forcing yourself on my boyfriend, whore.” She huffed. “You know, I’m shocked that you’re hurt after that fall. Your life is so bad I thought you’d be used to the pain.” Hannah gasped, “I…I confided in you..”.She ran her fingertips over her scars. Daxtyn took Hannah’s phone and tossed it to Marley. Marley snapped it, but it somehow still worked. “What the hell do you mean I forced myself on him?! H-He forced himself on m-“. She was cut off by Daxtyn stomping on her knees, snapping one of them. She screamed in agony. Marley kicked her in the jaw twice, and looked around the room. “I always knew you were a slut. Nobody would’ve loved you anyway. You think anybody is gonna MISS you? HAH!”. Marley grabbed a shattered peice of mirror and straddled Hannah. She brought it down onto her left eye 3 times, then her right 7 times. “THATS so you can look at him anymore.”

Hannah sighed and just sat her face on the floor, her blood pooling into her cheeks. She couldn’t see. Marley opened Hannah’s phone and did a peace sign after squatting beside her. She snapped a picture with her while Daxtyn took his foot and lifted her head to make it look like she was looking at the camera.

“Don’t cry now, Hannah-banana.” That’s what Marley always called her as a child. “We got you a gift.”

Hannah twitched. She felt something hard crack down onto her skull. It was the candy apple. They quickly left like partners in crime.

During Halloween, the children say you can see the ghost of Hannah with her candy apple. 2 years after the incident, Daxtyn committed suicide by driving the car into a pole. Marley was in the car, and she didn’t make it. People say that he saw her ghost in the rear view mirror.

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This is my creepypasta oc, Denise (or Dee). Please don’t mind her shitty backstory.

Denise was a normal 17 year old. She had good grades, was always on time, friendly. But…one thing was wrong with her. She was terribly obsessed with creepypastas. Her favorite was Ben drowned. She spent hours a day looking at creepypastas, trying to find their original images. From sun up to sun down, during the summer of 2011, she spent all summer looking at them.

“DENISE! Supper is ready!” her mother, Alice, called out from downstairs. Her mother had no time for her. Her mom was a stripper, and it humiliated Denice. She held a resentment towards Alice. She always has.

Denise rolled her eyes and kept scrolling through forums on her desk. Her room was filled with creepypasta drawings. Notebooks bulging and full. Again, her mother called, “DENISE GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE, NOW! OR IM TAKING THE COMPUTER.”

Denise sighed and flipped off the door that was behind her.

5 minutes later, she heard angry, heavy footsteps echoing in the hallway as they neared closer to her door. Suddenly, her door slammed open, and her mom started yelling, “DENISE NICOLE HOLOWAY, I TOLD YOU TO GET YOUR ASS DOWNSTAIRS OR THE COMPUTER IS GONE.” She shoved Denise out of the way, she was on a rolling chair. Her mother ripped the cord of the computer from the wall by the computer itself, causing a spark. The keyboard fell to the ground, keys spilling on the hardwood floor. “MOM WHAT THE FUCK?!” She yelled at her mother, snatching it back. Her mother jogged to the stairs and threw the laptop over, the whole thing shattering on the ground. “MOM WHAT THE FUCK? MY COMPUTER!” She began to jog down to the stairs, but Alice had other plans. Alice shoved her daughter to the ground and grabbed her by her black hair. The tips were dyed teal, and she had it in a ponytail. Her mother began dragging her down the stairs by her ponytail, despite her pleas. The door of the house was opened, and she was dragged to their shed. “SIT IN HERE, OUTSIDE, AND THINK ABOUT HOW MUCH OF A DISSAPOINTMENT YOU ARE TO ME. YOU CANT EVEN COME TO DINNER. YOURE ALWAYS ON THAT COMPUTER. I KNEW YOUD NEVER AMOUNT TO ANYTHING.” Alice yelled, Denise teared up. Denise was chunked into the shed, and the door was locked. “I left you some food next to the halter.”. Shuffled footsteps became quieter and quieter as she was left alone. Reluctantly, Denise crawled to the halter, beside her dad’s horse equipment . She snarled, it was Mac and cheese. She hated Mac and cheese. she shoved the plate aside and looked around the shed, her eyes adjusted to the light rather quickly. She was tired of her abuse, and she was tired of her mother. She grinned as she laid her eyes apon a chainsaw. It was orange, and had a large chain. She was going to make her mother hurt how she was hurt.

The living room was silent as Alice watched tv. She had on a nightgown and her terribly bleached hair was down and knotted. She never took care of herself. She reeked of cigarettes and some cheap dollar store perfume. She had to spray copious amounts of it on her to hide the fact that their shower was broken. Not only that, but the water bill hadn’t been paid in months. When suddenly, her tv was interrupted by…

-crank-

“What the hell?”

-CRANK-

“The fuck is she doing in there?”

Alice put on her pink slippers and headed outside. It smelled of gasoline. “you stupid child, what are you doing in there?!” Alice opened the door, and was instantly struck in the stomach by the blades of a chainsaw. The chain caught her intestines, and she began to spit up blood, as the chains rain across the bottom of her lungs as well. It was the worst pain she had felt, and she instantly started to spasm, then she went limp as Denise began manically laughing, “IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED?! YOU WANTED ME TO BE LIKE YOU, WHORE?! ILL NEVER BE LIKE YOU.” She was already dead, but she didn’t stop until her mother’s eyes closed. The weight was too much and she dropped the chainsaw, causing it to turn off.