Jeff The Killer Creepypasta Story 소설 & 이야기

"Not my wife and daughter, Jeffrey! Don't touch them!" "Ahh," Jeffrey looked at the ceiling with a tried looking eyes, three bullets marked on the ceiling. He is sitting on the sofa, wide open legs, and his hand resting on his knee holding a real gun. "Why did you tell them about the killing of the old man? It was our plan, remember?" "I'm a demon like you, Jeffrey. If you want him to be killed, do it yourself!"

She tugged Jeff’s hands crying hysterically “Jeff, I can’t live with killing someone… oh… Jeff…” “Darling…Shhh!” Jeff coaxed patiently and comforted her till she fell asleep. He rose from the bed with knitted brows. He couldn’t believe those stupid women had the nerve to use his woman as a gun. He was going to make them bleed. He narrowed his eyes as he called a friend who works in the hospital. There were no admissions in the hospital. Jeff hesitated before calling Bryan. “Big bro, can we meet somewhere outside?” “Um” “Can we meet at downtown café?”

he said, more to himself than anyone else. --- Without another word, Jeff turned and hobbled toward the horde. His injured leg dragged behind him, but his determination propelled him forward. He picked up a piece of rubble, tossing it at the nearest zombie. “Hey! Over here, you ugly bastards!” Jeff shouted, his voice hoarse but loud enough to draw attention. The zombies turned toward him, their bloodshot eyes narrowing as low growls rumbled through the air. One by one, they began to lurch toward him, their movements growing faster as they locked onto their new target.

That way we would not live in fear of humans. Mom also told me that I have two other siblings, but they are on our planet far away from Earth. I also have an aunt and her name is Jessblue, who is currently watching over my older siblings until Mom goes back or she sends for them. Their father is the one who killed my dad, but my dad also attacked him and killed him. This happened hundreds of years ago... But at the end of the day, my mother's heart belonged to my father. My dad had two lives growing up. One as a Bampire and the other as a human who became a mad scientist looking for a cure for his son that he had who was sick in this other world.

said a third guy with a voice that could be mistaken for that of a masculine female. “You didn’t need to kill the old woman,” Jeff said as he walked up to her body and nudged it with his work shoe. “She wasn’t supposed to be here,” said the deeper male voice that they later learned was Jeff’s father. “She recognized me from that summer we spent buddying up to Joe.” “Are you sure there’s even a shadow walker here?” Jeff asked. “I remember when Joe found out you were part of the APM. He asked to join.”

Ken asks while trying to make the conversation a little lighter. "I swear, Ken. Big huge hairy creatures that shift between men....and ugly wolf-men hybrids...They also talked about vampires at the place they held me for four days. We don't live in the world we think we do...I swear on mom. The girl I escaped with...they shot her in the back of the head. To escape from the basement I made the furnace explode...I killed people to get away from them, Kenny. I became a monster to escape monsters. I would never make that up," I declare, and Ken's eyes widen as he digests my words.

i said with a crazy voice and laugh like a crazy people! Mabilis kumalat ang mga dugo sa cr kung san kame naroon.Mahigit isang oras den kameng na rito.agad agad kong naghugas ng kamay at kutsilyo.IISANG KUTSILYO ANG GAGAMITIN KO SA PAGPATAY SA MGA DEMONYONG TULAD NYO!SISIGURADIHIN KONG LAHAT KAYO MAPUPUNTA SA IMPYERNO!sinabi ko yun sa sarili habng nakatingin sa mga demonyong to!Agad akong nagbihis ng damit at mabilis naq lumabas ng Cr.masuwerte ako at walang ibang pumasok sa sc at nagawa ko ng maayos ang plano ko.walang nakakita na lumabas ako ng ng cr at nagpunta sa counter para bayaran ang binili ko..Maya maya lang ay may narinig akong sumigaw mula sa Cr.Muhkang may nakakita na sa dalawa

Jeff went mute. “You know what?" I cleaned my face. “I met some women, and they said they've never seen me before. They said the people who moved out of this house a month ago were elderly. I demand an explanation!" Jeff's eyes widened in shock, "Those people are…" “No, just tell me the truth. I am so sick of your lies. Tell me who I am. Please just tell me the truth!" I broke down in tears. “Who am I? Tell me!"

Jeff burst into laughter "she's really an idiot, a real spoilt brat." He walked over to the end of the staircase "you can come downstairs now baby, the bitch is gone." A blonde haired girl walked down the staircase "that was really quick." Jeff smiled "well... spoilt brat ran off when I lied about having rats in my room." The girl broke into laughter "I can't believe this, did you really tell her you have rats in your room?" "She's practically so annoying, I just can't wait to squeeze out enough money from her dump her exactly where she belongs, it's so difficult pretending to be rich when I'm around her" Jeff said.

The most hardened criminals became putty in his hands. After all, the subconscious cannot lie. Countless reporters waited outside, their cameras rolling, ready to broadcast the historic moment. [The truth is finally coming out! Can't wait!] [How does a coma patient kill someone? Is she actually psychic?] [Could she be a metahuman? Like, with some kind of unknown superpower?] [Everyone, stop guessing. She's about to confess everything herself!] Dr. Sterling expertly steered our conversation into a deep, probing exchange.