creepypasta the true story of nightmare thrill

creepypasta the true story of nightmare thrill

hello so you came to hear my story well lets start from the begaing my name is emillo i died at sixteen i know right so young full of life you would be suprised i was bullied at school for being able to hear voices well enough of telling you time for the real deal buckle your seat belt time for a ride full of hurt

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Chapter 3.
the next morning

the next morning

                     (my pov) i woke up feeling weird i sat up and looked around   and i slide out of my bed  i stood up and looked in the mirror i stared at my hair it turned snow         
  white i felt shook my skin was more paler then it once was  i touched my hair in shook i'm really different i felt like crying my eyes out iv'e been made fun of bullied for  
      being  
   alive i sat on the ground and sobed  why was i so unloved  i thought    i'm never good enough  but i was sad i can feel so much nobody's never asked me how i feel i never  
felt so alone  i stood up and walked to the door and peeked out it i heard laughing and running    ben jive me back my knife you midget!!!!!!  nope said ben  he was laughing        i felt my heat beat race when i saw ben  BEAT! Beat BEAT BEAT!!  i felt happy?  why i don't know why im happy i never know ben why am i happy to see him  i felt happy why am i feeling emotions?  i continued to peek out my door untl'e ben met my eyes my face flushed red and my heart rate increased to a faster pace  i quickly closed the door and sat on the ground blushing up a storm  i never felt this way before so why now of all times i stood from the ground and opened up my door to be sad he was not there  i walked out my room .i thought of a outfit  to wear and it appeared on my body i found myself wearing a black button up shirt and black paints and a half mask that hide my face  i walked down  the hall to the stair way and walked downstairs  i walked into the front room and walked to the couch and sat down and looked around i looked at ben and blushed  and looked a way    hi i heard a voice say  i followed where i heard a voice and i saw ben looking at me smiling i blushed darker  h-hi i stuttered out  im nightmare i said  with a blush still present on my face hi my name is ben ben drowned nice to meet you nightmare  ben said  i flushed  the pleasure is all mine ben im so happy to meet you.  so what games do you like ben asked  me um i-i like legend of zelda i had a whole series when i was alive i said feeling sad but i smiled anyway  so tell me about yourself ben said well i said im 16 about to be 17 my favorite colors are red, black,white and blue and green i said wow ben said can you tell me why you like the colors and what the meanings are for you ben asked sure i said well for red it reminds me of ow i would never fit  in and how i would look after school ,black is because i felt empty and alone never felt emotions never cared at all on what happened to me, white because i wanted to be pure and have a good past ,blue because i never felt happy or known how to be happy green because it makes me feel hope and it helps me move on and its calming that's why i like the colors i said ben  looked sad you have been through so much i feel bad for asking but how did you die  i looked at ben and smiled sadly i died like you i was drowned  oh its time fo dinner after i finished dinner me and ben got to know each other then we departed and went to bed i think i like him i thought  maybe love him i would have to see   goodnight ben i said good night nightmare ben said  before i went to ben i carved my knew name into the door it said nightmare i walked to my bed and laid down and closed my eyes and drifted to sleep
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