Novel & Cerita Creepypasta Stories Smile Dog

The mischievous grin plastered on his face was really alarming for some reason. Why am I getting a bad feeling about this? *~*~*~*~*~*~* Hola Beautiful Readers! Have a fun read and if you liked the story then please support the author on I* @alice_blonday ;) Meanwhile, SMILE because you look beautiful smiling. Adios!

Not even the eeriest face on earth, which stood only a few feet away from me, could evoke a fearful response from my depressed zombie brain. “Greetings, little duckling. You have arrived on time.” Madame Long opened up with the creepiest grin. It only missed her ears by a mere inch. I didn’t know she could smile so wide. Also, her rotten teeth were an eyesore. My brain may have become immune to many things, but not disgust.

I turned around to find the source of the voice The guy who was standing there was smirking at me he had pale skin beautiful ice-blue eyes and jet-black hair with beautiful lips "Who are you?" He smirked in my direction "common cupcake why don't we take a walk I'll tell you everything you wanna know " "Who are you?" I asked again He started walking towards me I started stepping back He is extremely good looking but he is a creeper "common cupcake come with me," he said in a melodious voice with glowing eyes What the! Is he trying to hypnotize me? That's when I heard a howl in the distance "guess we have an unwanted guest," the creeper said sadly

We went and sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting patiently for Will. The door knob creaked and we expectantly looked. Simona stepped in and Eliza groaned loudly “do we have a dog in here?” Simona asked sarcastically “of course we do... It just stepped into the living room” Eliza answered and I laughed under my breath “you punk!” Simona cursed “OMG Marigold! It talks! A talking dog! Guinness book of records has got to have its picture in it. A plumb, short and ugly dog”

Then, slowly, he typed: > Cases of dog's who turned into a man overnight.<

His eyes left the screen to look in its direction, but no one was there. Then he noticed a small black ball of fur squeezing her little body through the small gap of the open door and entered the bathroom. Moonlight walked to the bathtub and jumped right into it, rubbing her little head against Jake's hands. Jake stroked her head and smiled slightly. "You want to write the book with me? What do you say, should this damned dumb boy smile at the female lead or just become a human ice statue, frozen in place?" "Meow." "Understood. Human ice statue it is!"

"Don't be afraid. Mommy's coming." Every inch was agony. The wolfsbane was a thousand knives, flaying me from the inside out. But I couldn't stop. My child was calling for me. "Mommy will never leave you. Never." Again. Footsteps from upstairs. Hurried footsteps. "Why does it smell like blood in here?" a young voice asked. The lights flashed on. "Goddess, Luna!" The voice was full of shock. "What are you doing here?" I barely lifted my head.

“Don’t act like you’re not obsessed when you see him. Anyway, I’ll see you tomorrow. Don’t ditch me again, ghost girl.” I laughed hard. After the call, I scrolled through my messages and, sure enough, there were loads of pictures, mostly of a tiny Chihuahua with the biggest attitude I had ever seen. His eyes looked like he was plotting world domination. Aggressive, but somehow, perfect for someone as sassy as Nico. I smiled at the photos, then stumbled onto videos of Tessa screaming and running away as the little dog chased her around the living room. I laughed so hard my sides hurt.

The rabbit’s head turns over slowly, and Meph joins him, looking at the cute, red little hoodie lying on the floor, obviously too small for Meph’s figure. “I bit the cake.” Meph gives a harmless smile. Feeling his intelligence insulted, the rabbit wheels on Meph angrily, his shoulder hunched and his head lowered, assuming strike stance. Meph suddenly changes his smirk into a perfectly friendly smile, his hands up in the air to surrender: “Before you lose your temper, maybe you should answer a question of mine, so that I can save YOUR life.” The dark fog lunges at Meph like an invisible monster, the wind it carries blows Meph’s hair right up. But Meph doesn’t move. He is betting. Betting on

I ask. "I never did. Yesterday was first time and I found out it could turn me mad," be says. "Mad?" I ask. "You see Mr. Rogers garden was all messed up this morning and that was all because of me. It want done by his dog," he says with a faint smile. "What?" I laugh out loud hearing it cause Mr. Roger was all mad in the morning and was willing to kill his dog for that. And most of all, I have never see him smile. He has such a beautiful and gorgeous smile that no one in the world has. His pink lips feels so plump and juicy. They might taste so much good.