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Hello there fellow authors! This is a collection of all my stories
==Alexa==
Author’s Note: This creepypasta is inspired by the story “Penpal” on the Creepypasta site. You could check out the writer’s story here: http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Penpal
I attempted to make it good enough to match up with it. Also, read this with a dark, and crooning voice. Adds affect XD.
Hope you enjoy!
==Insomnia==
Lars was just a 10 year old boy. He started Minecraft just then, and in his opinion, the only thing he liked was the “ooof” sound when you disconnect, or when you die in the game.
He was sleepless that night. His room was so hot and sticky. He wakes up in the middle of the night just to get a drink.
“Honey, it’s 1:37. It’s time to go to sleep” his mom used to say
Lars just answers with an indignant “Fine”.
Exhausted, he would go back to sleep but be awoken by the terrifying sounds of things dropping on the floor. It was an oddly hot day in the town of Wisteria. Lars probably should have though the better of it.
This time, his Dad woke up.
“Look champ, there’s nothing there. Don’t let your mind play with you. Show it who is it’s boss.” His dad said.
“Okay, but if I hear more sounds, I know something’s wrong.” Lars whispered. He was completely aware that there are things in the house.
The next day, Lars was at school. His school has a computer after class program, and he was in it. This year, they focused on Minecraft game designing. He found it really fun after only just a few weeks of it. They did Minecraft penpals.
The Minecraft penpal was when they, and their penpals wrote letters to each other in a chatroom in the mineplex, or personal world. That day, was very cold, and Lars just didn’t know what was up with the weather.
He was given a penpal whose real name was Alexa, who went by “gamergirl the fox”. He had to send the link of the profile to his teacher.
“Here we go” he mumbled
Lars expected nothing less from them than just write one paragraph, and go.
Lars wrote:
Dear Alexa
Welp, it’s been the first few months of the year. Have you made any games yet? If you did, please send the link below so that I could play with you.
Sincerely Lars
That was just about it.
Afterschool, Lars just walked home. Once he got home, the only thing that he could think about is the unnatural noises last night.
He logged onto Roblox instead, and the first thing he saw was a message from Alexa. How did she find his account?! He proceeded with caution.
Dear Lars
That’s a very interesting name! Also, I have not made any games yet! Sorry. Although, My favorite is Assassins. Being a gamer, I have been very active lately! Although, I sometimes use my phone to play, so my controls are a bit off. Also, I have a roblox account too, I just found you.
Sincerely, Alexa
Lars laughed. That’s when he heard another thing fall. He has officially had it. He stormed out his room to take a good look at the entire house. When he saw that everything in the house was in perfect order, he scratched his head. He knew that whoever was knocking stuff down was there. He just shook his head, and went back onto Minecraft. The air felt cold around him, and his neighbors weren’t even in their yard which made him feel uncomfortable. Lars stood back up, and tried to adjust his eyes to the light.
He walked like he was blind straight down the stairs. He felt a sharp pain pierce his head.
He looked up, and he bumped his head on the wall. Lars stood up realizing the kind of idiot he had just made himself look like. After walking around he house, he got back on his PC. He shook his head, and went to take a nap. He woke up immediately to the sound of footsteps outside. His parents weren’t home yet either.
He ascertained that his teacher left him a message that this will be his partner for the rest of the years. Lars was satisfied with that. He didn’t know what was wrong with him. It’s like he had insomnia. He tried to go to sleep again. This time he has actually succeeded. When he woke up, he was downstairs on the couch instead of his bed. He didn’t dream about anything. He started to do breathing exercises. He went back on the PC. He wrote back on Roblox. His vision was swimming, and a bit disoriented. He grabbed a glass of water and splashed on his face. His vision was clear again.  
He wrote a letter.
Dear Alexa
Kinda weird to ask you this but what accessories does your avatar have? I have 1000 robux and I have no idea what to spend it on.
Sincerely, Lars
Immediately, he got a message back.
Dear Lars
I use paper hat, Fox ears, and a Lei, and it doesn’t cost much. Of course, I can help you if you want to dress your avatar.
Sincerely Alexa
It was almost like she knew when, and what Lars was gonna type. He just shook that thought off his head. He was just plain tired, but something haunts his mind whenever he goes to sleep. His mom came home with food in a grocery bag.
“Hi honey, dinner is ready” she quietly said
“Okay” Lars mumbled. He was a bit annoyed that it all had to end so early. After he ate, he got back on.
That night, he slept with no dreams. Only fears, to engulf his soul.
The next day, was Saturday, where he had to play Roblox outside because his mom was moving the printer to her room.
“No! Please don’t!” she suddenly said. Lars sat up in alarm
“Honey, come here” She said in a breaking voice. Did you write this? In her hand was a letter. A runaway letter that was printed, still in the mouth of the printer.
Dear Mom, and Dad
I am running away from this home tomorrow. I feel like you treat me like a baby when I could speak, walk, and cook. I want to be independent for once. Live my own life by myself.
I’m not happy here, and I hope you understand when I’m gone.
Sincerely, Lars Ramona
“Mom, I did not write this letter” Lars protested
“I don’t want to move out, and you guys treat me just fine.” He assured her.
“Then who did” she asked in fear.
“I honestly do not know.” Lars went on “Okay, come on. The chicken is getting cold.”    
After looking at the letter several times, Lars shredded it, while staring at the pieces with anger.
Someone wanted him alone, and abandoned. It could be all in his head.
==Pictures, and messages==
Lars never realized how hungry he was. He gobbled down a huge piece of chicken before anyone else got to it. He went upstairs, and collapsed on his bed. He stared up at the ceiling thinking “If I hear something else fall again, I will search for it until it leaves the house.” Lars had some grim thoughts for he was annoyed that him actually hearing things keeps him up at 1 in the morning. This time, he didn’t let his insomnia get the best of him.
This time, he slept peacefully, but with no dream. Just darkness, and an endless void of memories. A cold dark void of memories.
The next day was Sunday, but his church was cancelled because of some heavy snow. Lars logged on again to find a message from Alexa.
Dear Lars
This is probably the last thing I’m gonna say to you. I will take care of them on my own
Sincerely Alexa
Now Lars started panicking. He just woke up, and is disoriented with so many questions. Is she okay? Who does she ”take care of”? He quickly messages her through chatroom.
Lars: Who are they?
Alexa: Okay, I think they’re gone. Phew!
Lars: WHO TF ARE THEY?
Alexa: I don’t even know, I am literally panicking.
Lars: Just as long as you’re okay
Lars sat upright through the tenseness. Millions of thoughts rushed to his head. He went outside and grabbed a bag and filled it with snow, and put it on his head. He went back up to his room. The ice calmed him down.
Alexa: Wow, Ice calms me down too!
Lars: wait how did you see?
Alexa: Idk, probably the snow outside
Lars now knew that something was really wrong.
“Hopefully, its Alexa,” Lars said. He tried not to think of what could have happened. Later on that day, he got a new message from the teacher.
Dear Class
Hopefully you like your pen pals. On Monday, we will share what you have messaged each other about.
See you in class: Mr. Wilkinson
“Welp,” Lars thought. “I’m gonna have an awful lot to share.” He messaged Alexa but with caution.
Lars: You there?
Alexa: yeah
The response was again, immediate which was very weird. I messaged something to test.
Lars: You didn’t seem yourself yesterday
Alexa: What makes you say that?
Lars: I know that you are not Alexa
== Identity
 ==
Alexa: Why wouldn’t I be Alexa?
Lars: If you were Alexa you would have said “I am myself!”
WHO TF ARE YOU?!
Alexa went offline
Lars went to the kitchen, filled a cup with water, and splashed it on his face. He went back upstairs, and looked. Another message popped up.
Alexa: Don’t look at me. I’m looking back
Alexa: at you
Lars: WTF?
Alexa: I have a picture of you sleeping
Lars: How did you get A PICTURE OF ME SLEEPING?!
Alexa: This is you last night
Lars: WTF
Alexa went offline
The next day, was the last day of School. The last day for Lars to handle Alexa
Lars: How
Alexa: I also sent the note through the printer
Alexa: I am not Alexa
Alexa: He is
Lars: Who is he?
Alexa: he is whom you are speaking to
Lars: No
Alexa: Yes, watch yourself in your every move
Lars: Don't come back for me
Alexa: :)
==Author's POV ==
Nothing is worse than someone watching your every move. Especially a beast of the night. Lars is currently in therapy.
Stories of cyberstalking have been launched everywhere.
On a remote high way, there was a body of a 10 year old girl. Named Alexa Sarano. Went off with an unholy look like someone scared the life out of her.
It can haunt you beyond death, and torture whoever it desired.
Staring into you, with soulless eyes.
It was heard chuckle "There is always room for another soul in my cart"
==Angel of Death==
Author’s Intro
There are many things that scare people. Whether it is from this planet or not. There is a common fear that all humans have in common.
That is the fear of the unknown.
Everyone at one point has heard the quote “Whenever in doubt, shout,”. Everyone uses this quote when something harmful enter’s their territory.
Others think that they can defy their fears, when they will flee at the sight of a monster.
The worst is when you are 100% alone with no one to guard them when the beast takes them into the darkness of night.
In this case, this monster is the one that tells you to do horrible sins, and seduces humans through it’s rough and chill voice. It can invade your mind, and heart, and get you to do whatever it desired.
==Contents==
[hide]#Cold Heart
#Starlight
#I'm Sorry
#The Letter
#Author's Note
==Cold Heart==
Tanya had to walk to school now. She got the keys, and took one last look at the house before moseying on over to school.
“You’re in 8th grade now Tanya, you could do it,” Her mom used to say. As Tanya walked to school, she tried to feel the breeze in her hair ant to cool herself off. When she got there, her friends were standing under a tree.
“Wow, you were soooooo late,” they teased.
“Nah, it was worth it,” she retorted
The gates opened, and no one was around her when she was in the restroom. Although, she felt a human presence. Whenever, and wherever she was alone. She sighed as she remembered something her father said to her that made her relax.
“ You’ve got a big imagination sport,” he used to say.
“Yeah, I do,” Tanya thought as she waited for the 7th period bell to go home.
She waited at the parking lot for her dad to come and pick her up.  
“Hey there sport, your mom and I are going to be at a meeting until 5 pm okay?” Her dad proudly asked.
“Okay,” She said. It was not like she was gonna have any homework since testing started.
She decided to play minecraft, and pig out until her parents got home.
She felt a cold presence follow her home as she logged on to Minecraft.
Personally, she loved mineplex, and that she just had to get through herself from being “the first boner” aka, a noob.
The cold presence came back to Tanya. A cold hearted presence.
“What do you want?” Tanya whispered
There was no response.
“What do you want!?” Tanya rose her voice to almost a shout.
“You need to listen, don’t fail in life like I did,” a voice came. Although, it was so quiet to the point where it took Tanya a few moments to make out the words. Her PC was cold. She saw a wispy white figure look at her. It climbed to the balcony, and jumped off the 20 story apartment. The figure jumped off the balcony.
The figure lying motionless on the bottom
“Someone ended their life here,” Tanya whispered to herself.
==Starlight==
Tanya stared up at the sky watching the stars. She sat there reading a book as she felt the warm night air of the town of Chatterton. Tanya felt a bit of contentment.
“Follow me, I can show you how” the voice came back, and more chilling than ever. Tanya laid in bed, and held her head with her hands, and gave her head a good shake. She got back on the PC to find that her friends were on.
She went to sleep seeing a dark void of nothingness. She felt weightless, like she wasn’t a human. She didn’t know what she felt like.
She felt as weightless as the starlight piercing through her room, and she woke up to the sound of silence. Sunlight shone through her room, and she heard her parents downstairs making dinner. She saw her dad reading newspapers, and her mom frying bacon. She turned on her PC, and saw that she got 10 different notifications on minecraft. She thought someone was pinging her.
Tanya has noticed her senses become sharper. She began to notice the amount of leaves falling from a tree outside, and she can smell the coffee her dad is drinking.
“Honey, it’s time for breakfast.” Her mom chided
Tanya didn’t even notice that she has been awake for 1 and a half hours.
“Uhhhh, coming mom,” she mumbled lamely.
Tanya realized that she had only one more notification to go. She clicked it, and it was an ad to a random world.
“Ugh, another one of these,” She thought, and rolled she her eyes at the dumb notification.
She went into the bathroom.
“You are more gullible than I thought” a voice came
Tanya ignored the voice
“Don’t listen,” she fought back her thoughts
She got to the table, and ate.
“Honey, you look troubled, is there something bothering you?” Her mom asked
“No,” Tanya lied. She knew that there was something biting away at her but just can’t put her finger on it.
Tanya went back upstairs.
The next notification came
“Answer it” the voice called out
“No,” Tanya retorted
“ANSWER IT!” The voice screamed this time ‘
Tanya was shook up after that, so she obediently clicked on a notification.
“Don’t fail in life like I did” the voice came back.
The notification said:
From unknown: Look down from your balcony
Tanya refused to do so, but temptation took the best of her. This time, she saw a wispy white familiar figure lying motionless on the floor on the pavement on the bottom of their building.
==I'm Sorry==
Tanya stepped back, but tripped and fell on something. The voice came back echoing in her mind.
“Misfortune will be implanted. Goodbye Tanya” the voice said
“Good riddance” Tanya grumbled. She walked out to see her mom crying on the couch. Her dad was hugging her.
Tanya immediately wanted to know what was going on, but retreated back to her room. She played, but noticed the lack of players in the server.
“It’s okay honey,” she heard her dad say
“I’m sorry,” Her mother sobbed.
Tanya didn’t know anything about what’s going on. She returned to playing on her Mineplex server, and this time, she joined a different server.
She noticed a presence again, and it sent some shivers down her spine.
“I’m not afraid of you anymore” Tanya whisper with harshness in her voice.
“You can, and will be. Goodbye Tanya” it retorted. Tanya closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. She couldn’t determine what was happening.
When she got back on to playing, she found out that none of her friends were on. When she got on, she started playing with strangers. She went right into Skywars. She wanted to calm herself down from so much turmoil. She heard the crying stop of her mom cease, followed by the sound of something plastic falling to the ground.
Once again, she went to take a nap. She still felt as light as helium just like the last time she slept, but she noticed the presence too.
She heard her mom’s voice.
“No, David! She can’t know about this YET” her mom said
She heard her dad’s voice
“Don’t do this Jen,” he retorted
She felt her head hurt as a sharp pain went from her heel to her head. Tanya found out that this was what reality felt like, and that she wasn’t ready. The voice hinted all this time that she won’t be ready, and will never succeed.
“Don’t listen to it,” She told herself. “Don’t give in,”
She held her head with frustration.
She tried to wake up, but she can’t.
“ I won’t let you go, until you can put it all together.” the voice said. “Put together what’s gonna happen.
Amongst all the darkness, she saw a newspaper on the floor.
The paper read:
2 KILLED IN A CAR ACCIDENT. ONE RESPONSIBLE UNIDENTIFIED
Tanya was so confused, and all of this was making her head hurt.
She heard one last thing in the dream from her mom.
“I have to go tonight, I can’t go back in time. My time is limited, and tonight will be the limit.” her mom said in pain.
Finally, she heard her mom say something that made her heart sink.
“Tanya, don’t fail in life like I did. I love you sweetie.” she crooned.
Tanya heard a thud on the pavement on the bottom of their apartment room.  
“Don’t think about it” Tanya repeated, she realized what her mom did. “NO! Mom! Don’t do it! I need you. I love you”
==The Letter==
Tanya woke up to the sound of police sirens. On her desk, she found a letter from her mom. A suicide letter.
My Daughter Tanya
I will eliminate myself off the face of the earth. Tanya, I will never forgive myself after what I have done. Remember that I will always love you, and that God has placed your dad as your guardian when I’m gone.
I will tell you what happened
A few months ago, I got in an argument with Mr. Jefferson which is my friend at work. He said that he wants credit for 25 of the accounts I work for because he took part of it. Even though he only did the written work. I gave him some credit, but he said he needed all of it.
He got really mad, and wanted me demoted from my position.
He put up a complaint that I was stealing his credit, and wanted me demoted completely, but he was unsuccessful. He went on to spread rumors, and not just to the company, but to the whole town.
In an act of desperation, he faked resignation from the company, and I was permanently demoted.
My friend Cam, came with me to our house to discuss all the rumors, and how to “attack”. However, Cam was demoted quickly afterwards.
I kept begging to get my position back, but they said no, and at last, the board of directors went to tell the others not to promote me again. I can’t quit the company since no others can accept me.
My other friend came over, and demanded a promotion, but instead he was demoted himself for bringing up unnecessary rumors.
I came up to the Boss to get one of the board of directors demoted, and succeeded in that.
This month, one of the managers came to hold a discussion on all of this drama to end.
The other director tried to convince that people can switch departments if they want as part of a deal to have this drama forgotten. Cam was promoted back to her position as she spoke nothing more of this drama.
I rejected the deal. Afterwards, another rumor was spread by a co-worker against both sides, and that caused 2 of the directors to retire.
Mr. Jefferson continued to petition, now to get me fired. So I hired someone to run into his car last night. He, and his wife died. I can’t live with guilt. Not with you who has you whole life ahead of you. I will be judged for this. But I will never forget you Tanya.
I love you from Heaven, and Back
Love, Mom
Laria Thompson
I rushed over to the balcony where my mom lay motionless on the pavement. She jumped off the balcony faced down.
==Author's NoteEdit==
Some content in here may not be related to Minecraft, but please read this through. You may question everything you have, and what you can do with it. Remember, to always be thankful for it, because it is always temporary. Nothing is worse than knowing that everything you do leads to this dreadful moment. Don’t listen to that voice in your head telling you to sin. Or you won’t open your eyes ever again.  
==Chosen==
==Contents==
[hide]#Who are you?
#What are you doing to me?
#Stalker
#Author's note
==Who are you?==
I wish I could have spoken up. He chose me for the final step of his plan. To cause disaster, drama, to cause death. He wanted me to do all that, because I can’t take action. I didn’t fight back, I wasn’t assertive enough. I had to pay the price for that.
It was a Saturday. The day when I had absolutely nothing to do. Ugh, those days with boredom written all over it. My parents were running errands in the city next to us. I just got on my PC, and sighed as I logged on to Roblox.
I went on spotify, and got my earbuds. I was listening to a very cringy soundtrack as I played. I noticed a message under by the name of Kellen. He complimented my avatar’s hair first.
Kellen: You have an amazing hair! How much money did it cost?
Me: 50 :D
I had 800 bucks for MC at that time (I have even more now). I checked his profile to see his amount. He had about 1150, which is a pretty decent amount in my book. I asked him if he wanted to go to a game.
Me: Wanna go to Skywars?
Kellen: Sure, why not.
I created a party so that we could join with other people. The first thing I noticed about him is that his level on this game was very high. He was level 31, and I was impressed (BTW I’m level 26). I played with him, and he was amazing. The first minigame was the Avalanche. Kellen was dodging the masses of arrows like he was blindfolded. He jumped left and right, and the the arrows didn’t even touch him. Luckily, I survived with him.
Me: Dang, your good.  
Kellen: Why thank you
I wanted to go offline, but Kellen wanted more.
Kellen: Just one more round?
Me: Ok, fine
We played one last round of the Crusher. I went offline.
The next day was Sunday, and Church was cancelled because of the snow. I stayed in to see if there was anything else in my messages. Kellen messaged me.
Kellen: You on?
Kellen: Hello?
I looked at the time stamp, and it said 4:26 AM. Who plays at 4:26 AM!? I chatted him.
Me: I’m on, and why are you playing at 4 in the morning?
Kellen: I dunno.
He immediately responded which creeped me out. I just figured that he was just some guy who just likes to play at that time.
Kellen: Wanna play something?
Me: Fine
I had nothing to do, so I just gave in. We agreed to go to Assassins. I was terrible, but he was somewhat good.
Kellen: Omg, I could play forever
Me: *Sigh
I had the unsettling feeling that he actually could play at anytime, and chat me at random times.
Me: I have to go now.
Kellen: Are you sure?
Me: Yeah
Things got really weird. I went offline. My mom called me up for dinner, but I wasn’t hungry. I turned on the TV so that the house wouldn’t be so silent.
I went to sleep thinking about what I have in store from Kellen next.
==What are you doing to me?==
The next day I got a message from Kellen.
Kellen: Oh, which state do you live in?
Me: This info is classified
Kellen was getting on my nerves now. From constantly messaging me at weird times, to getting my address.
Kellen: You live in Texas don’t you?
Me: UGH...Why
I got creeped out and mad. He was just rummaging through my info.
Kellen: Austin huh?
Me: OMG what do you want.
Ok, now, I am very creeped out. He just got my state, and city. What’s next? My email?
Kellen: I just found your email on google hangouts.
Great, now he has me cornered.  
Kellen: What is your address?
Kellen: TELL ME
Me: No
Gosh, this guy. I got a sick feeling in my stomach. I grabbed an ice cube from the freezer, and pressed it on my head.
Kellen: Cya tomorrow :D
==Stalker==
I knew what was coming from him, and he was just going to guess all my info. I could be stalked, or killed. Kellen began a chat.
Kellen: Hmmm, your mom. Ariel Ace, age 41.
Kellen: Your dad Daniel Ace, age 45
At that point, I unfriended this guy. 10 minutes later, he messaged me from Google hangouts.
Kellen: Carlos Ace, Age 15
I saw one last message from Kellen.
Kellen: You are my key ingredient.
Me: Try me
I am such a dumbo. I just challenged a stalker. Great, just great. I closed all the blinds in the house.
This guy was watching me. I was afraid to go on Roblox. Kellen still got in.
Kellen: Turn on the news
I turned on the news. It showed me, aged 15 killed in my home. I started crying at that point from freaking out, this guy is now messing with the TV, I was afraid that what was on the TV was my near future. I started getting the police. I called 911.
911: What’s your emergency?
Me: A guy is stalking me
911: What do you know of him?
Me: He goes by the name Kellen, and he just identified my parents, their ages, my name, and my age. He also found my email, state, and city. He accesses me through a game called Minecraft, and my google hangouts.
911: I suggest you to keep him busy, and talk to him. Long enough to get there.
911: Also, we need your address
I gave them my address, and waited for a response.
911: What's your name honey?
Me: Carlos Ace
911: Ok, we will be there in 20 minutes, contact your parents ASAP.
They hung up
At that point I called my parents.
Mom: Yes, honey?
Me: I just found out that someone has been stalking me.
Mom: Ok, stay calm, I’ll be there in 10 minutes, and dad is home right?
Me: Yes
Mom: Tell him about this.
Me: Ok
I hung up, and told my dad. He was alarmed, he said to lock all the doors except for the front door.
I got a message from Kellen from Minecraft.
Kellen: Look at the TV
Me: NO!
I went to my email, and he said.
Kellen: Hey there
Me: Go away
Kellen: No, you are in your dad’s room
Me: Just go away, you are creepy AF
I heard sirens in the distance, the police were here, and I saw my mom’s car. I heard someone open the door. I opened the door just a crack just to see. It wasn’t my mom. It was a man with shaggy hair, and a black sweater. He was calling my name. He was emailing me at the same time.
Kellen: I know you're in your dad's room
Kellen: Wanna see a picture?
Me: NO!
Kellen: Where are you?
Me: Nowhere ;D
Kellen: Come out wherever you are
Me: Oh, I'm closer than you think
Kellen: What do you mean Carlos?
I got a picture of me in the kitchen from a few days ago.
Kellen: I'm coming.
My dad was in his room with a baseball bat
I was up in the attic with my phone clutched in my hand. I turned off my flash, and he took off his mask. I didn't know who he is, but I sent the picture to my dad just to let him know where he is. I remembered that my parents brought a pistol into the attic in case of a break in. I just sent Kellen in the opposite direction, what an amateur. That's what I thought until he just stood there. He looked at me.
My dad taught me that if the police are here, fire the pistol 3 times. If not, shoot his leg. I panicked, I heard the police walk around the house, and shot the front door 3 times.
I heard the door open, and a man screaming, and the scream died out. I watched in relief as the police opened the door, and told us that it was safe to come out.
The man was in handcuffs, and the man was unidentified. Before he was put in the police car, he said the words: India, Whiskey, India, Lima, Lima, Foxtrot, India, November, Delta, Yankee, Oscar, Uniform, Alpha, Lima, Whiskey, Alpha, Yankee, Sierra, Lima, Oscar, Oscar, Kilo, Bravo, Echo, Hotel India, November, Delta, Yankee, Oscar, Uniform, Romeo, Bravo, Alpha, Charlie, Kilo. 
"I'm never really gone." He said
He was forced into the police car, and the last thing he did, was brandish a knife at me through the back window.
I knew what would have happened. For the past days, a killer has chosen me to molest, and murder. I don’t even think that I’m myself anymore. Today, I sit in my room with my PC wondering what has been done, and who I am. 
==Author's note==
This is my first pasta written in 1st person. My next one might be second person, and it will be the longest one I will write. Just a heads up!
==HeartBreaker==
Author’s Note
The Content in here will not be about Minecraft. However, I attempted to make it extra good to make it up to you guys.
==Contents==
[hide]#Author's Intro
#Murder
#Betrayals
#Capture 
#A few words from BlueHeart7693 (The Author)
==Author's IntroEdit==
People can break hearts. Well, especially online. Others have twisted love triangles that cause them to cross over the line with murder.
However, when you lose the one you love, it’s hard to say goodbye to them. Especially when your loved one isn’t really gone.
==Murder==
Marcus: Luv you! Goodnight
Cara: You too!
Cara always wanted to be that dreamy eyed girl who has been trying to find someone for months.
“He’s so nice” She used to whisper. She closed her eyes, and tried to feel as weightless as helium. She tried to sleep, but she just had her first taste of true love, and you can’t blame her.
In her dream, she didn’t feel like anything other than a high schooler who loves her boyfriend.
Cara woke up the next morning to be Saturday, but didn’t feel like doing anything. She saw a text from Marcus from 8:00 am.
Marcus: You awake babe?
Cara: Now I am
Cara just plopped her face right back to bed until she got another text.
Marcus: I’m going to the Grocery Outlet to get us some good grub.
Cara: Why don’t you just use the uber app you downloaded.
Whenever it came to food, Cara always had the last laugh. Especially against Marcus.
Marcus: XD Yeah, Yeah, very funny.
Cara: Okay, stay safe
Cara located the living room couch, and plopped down, and took a nice breath. She sat there to think.
“Oh, Hi sweetie” her mom came in.
“Yes mom?” Cara chided
“Breakfast is ready” her mom said in delight
“So that’s the big news. Mhmmmm” Cara sarcastically grumbled. She picked up the piece of toast, and butter, and ate it joyfully. She had bags in her eyes even though she slept well the night prior to that day.
She got her phone.
Cara: Did you get the stuff?
Marcus: It’s only been 10 minutes since I left my house!
Cara: Oh :p
Cara sometimes gets impatient.
“Oh, is Marcus getting you some food? Oh! He’s so sweet” her mom butted in.
“Yes he is” Cara added “Yes he is.”
Cara looked on her phone, and Marcus said something else.
Marcus: Aye! I’m at the store
Cara: Gee, you never say “Aye!”
Marcus: I feel extra happy today.
Cara was weirded out but she didn’t mind. She got another text, but less weird that the last one.
Marcus: I heard that Lucas likes you at school.
Cara: Oh really?
Marcus: Yeah, but he already knows that your taken.
Cara: That’s good, and he can get a bit weird sometime.  
Marcus went offline
Cara went back upstairs to breath the fresh air outside. She heard a few birds chirping. She turned on the TV which had some cheesy news.
She turned it off after an hour of boring news.
Marcus texted again, 1 hour later after shopping.
Marcus: I’m done shopping!
Cara: It doesn’t take you 1 hour to shop for food
“Typical Marcus” Cara muttered under her breath. She knew that it wasn’t like Marcus. She grabbed the newspaper outside but didn’t read it.
Cara’s dad picked up the newpaper, and watched Cara go upstairs. Cara glanced back to the living room. She heard her mom and dad murmuring stuff. Cara walked out of the room to see the commotion.
Cara’s mom frowned with a tear flowing down her eye.
“Oh my gosh honey, we’re so sorry.” Her mom said.
“What happened?” Cara asked. She heard her mom and dad discussing, and she finally heard her dad say.
“Tell her, we are not gonna lie.” he said.
Cara saw the newspaper. She got closer.
“Honey, Marcus is dead.” her mom said in a breaking voice.
“What?! No, this is a mistake. It must be someone named, I don’t know, Marcos?” Cara panicked. She held her head as she saw the store Marcus went to. She looked at her phone with the final texts from Marcus. She looked at the time stamps. The last text was at 1:37 PM. She sighed, and ran up to her bedroom. She stuffed her face into a pillow, and laid there for a few hours. Her mom came in.
“I’m so sorry sweetie.” She said as she gave Cara a hug.
“Thanks mom.” she said with her eyes still filled with water.
Cara slept that night with no dreams. She woke up the next morning, and got the newspaper from the day before. She saw the photo. She saw the timestamp, and it was  11:57 AM.
Marcus’s final text was at 1:37 PM.
Cara immediately got on her phone, and texted one thing.
Cara: You are not Marcus 
==Betrayals==
Cara later got a photo. A picture of Marcus with blood all over his face.
Cara: Stop
Marcus: Aye!
Cara: Don’t say ‘Aye!’ to me
Marcus went offline.
Cara bit her lip. She sat down, and tried to let it all play out in her head. She frowned the whole day. She got to school the next day.
When she got to class, the teacher announced that they will be doing Valentine’s Grams. Everyone stared at Cara for some reason, and she looked away. The teacher says that they will also be doing secret admirers. Which is where you get a gift for someone who you secretly have a crush on, and all that stuff.
Cara was disappointed that no one might send her something, but for her, it was fine. The next day, she immediately got a gift from someone. She was dumbfounded when she saw that it was Marcus’s phone.
She hid his phone in her backpack.
After school, she got Marcus’s phone out to see. She found nothing, just as she expected. She started texting Lucas.
Lucas: Hewwo
Cara: Why do you talk like that?
Lucas: I’m trying to keep up with the trends O-O  
Cara: lol
Lucas: I gtg
Cara: ?
“Why the heck does that dumbo always leave early?” Cara sighed. Cara walked down the stars. She completely forgot that her parents weren’t home.
She ended up going to bed early, and plopped her head into the pillow.
On the third day, she was at lunch with Lucas at her normal tables.
She plopped right down and heard Lucas babbling with the others about Marcus, Cara didn’t know why, but she still wanted to find out.
“He was just another roadblock in my way.” Lucas said.
“What do you mean?!” Cara replied back in a panic.
“I’ll tell you later.” Lucas replied impatiently. “Don’t worry Cara, you don’t have to worry.”
Cara can’t help but notice the creepy smile on his face, but his voice was so seducing that she didn’t consider questioning him.
“Typical Lucas,” Cara mumbled.
Cara walked home since the school was only a block away from her house. She sat right down, and looked at her phone. She get a DM from Lucas.
Wait………….
How did Lucas get her phone number?
She decided to ask without thinking,
Cara: How the heck did you get my phone number?
Lucas: Marcus told me
“That snake Marcus, LOL.” Cara thought with a smile, but she also frowned knowing that he’s already dead.
Lucas: I have something to tell you.
Cara: What
Lucas: I killed Marcus
Cara:  No you didn’t XD
Lucas: I did ;)
Okay, Lucas never uses the smiley face. WTF is up with him?
Cara: Seriously?!?!?!
Lucas: He was a roadblock in my way
Cara: How was he a roadblock?
Lucas: I am in love with you
Cara: ummmm
Lucas: He was all over you!
Cara: wait wat?
Lucas: I had to kill him
Lucas: At that Grocery parking lot
Cara: This must be some sick prank
Lucas: No, I love you. I did this for you
Cara: Ewwwww, no, get off
Cara was getting kinda mad now. Lucas bugged her, but scared her at the same time.
Lucas: Now no one is in my way
Lucas: I’ll get to you
Cara: Ummm, what do you mean by that?
Lucas: you’ll see
Lucas: I might be at your house right now
Cara: I’m blocking you
Cara immediately rushed down to the door and locked it. She went straight up to her bedroom, and shut the door tight.
She heard her dad come home. Her dad was a hunter, which actually gave him some pretty decent pay. He brought home his shotgun, and called Cara.
“Cara?” He hollered.
Cara opened her door.
“Dad, I have to show you something.” she answered.
“What is it sport?” his dad hobbled over.
“This,” Cara said as she handed over her phone to her dad.
“ If anyone tries to hurt my daughter…” He said.
“Do you see this?” her dad asked as he brandished his shotgun.
“I will aim, then……………..Fpewww!” her dad imitated a gunshot.
“Geez dad, don’t kill them.” Cara said breaking a sweat.
“Aim for their legs, they can’t die from that.” Cara sheepishly answered.  
“I know, it’s called sarcasm.” her dad said.
Cara shook her head, and went over to the dinner table. At least the next day will be Saturday so both her parents will be home.   
She really tried to take this seriously at this point.
“Okay, my boyfriend was murdered, and the murderer is stalking me. Why can’t I take this with a straight face.” she thought.
She turned on a stern look, and a smirk with determination.
“Hmmph!” she snorted. With that, she walked right up the stairs.
“Dad, keep a watch for this guy.” Cara announced.
“I’m gonna go buy security cameras right now.” His dad answered meekly
“Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm, maybe do that later.” Cara said.
“Really?” came the answer.
“Yep!” Cara did not want to over work his dad over this thing.
“Remember, tomorrow is the funeral.” his dad announced once more.
Cara stayed in her room. Ever since Marcus died, it’s like she can’t sleep.
“Maybe it’s depression.” she thought. But it wasn’t depression.
“I have been focused on Lucas so much to the point where I forgot to mourn.” she whispered.
The next day, she was dressed in frilly black clothes, and heels. Her hair was done into a bun, and held a rose.
==Capture ==
“Aha! I know that Lucas was invited to the funeral, I must confront him.” Cara thought.
Her dad didn’t know what Lucas looked like so it will be only him and her.
Once they arrived, everyone shared condolences, but Lucas wasn’t there. Even when there was only 15 minutes left of the funeral.
“Why the heck would he be absent today?” Cara got worried. She got a text from Lucas. Strange………….didn’t she block him?
Lucas: I made another account so I can find you.
Cara: WTF DO YOU WANT ME!?!?!?
Lucas: You look cute while sleeping.
Cara: No, get tf out
Lucas: nah
Cara: Also, why aren’t you at the funeral?
Lucas: Because, I want to go to yours
Cara: CREEP!!!!!!!!!
Cara: WHAT ARE GONNA DO, KILL ME?
Lucas: Doesn’t your dad have a shotgun.
Cara: Are you in my house?
Lucas: Maybe XD
Cara: GET OUT, YOUR TRESPASSING ON MY PROPERTY
Lucas: hmmmm, why should I?
Cara: JUST GET OUT OF OUR HOUSE, I’m calling 911
Lucas: I wouldn’t if I were you
“DAD!!!!” Cara screamed.
“What is it?!” Her dad impatiently blubbered.
“Look,” Cara said as she held out her phone.
“Okay that’s it! I’m going back home to deal with this crap.” his dad stormed.
“NO!” Cara screamed. “Not just yet”
“Why,” his dad retorted.
“There’s only 5 minutes left of this thing. We can go afterwards so we can both look for him.” Cara said as she dragged her dad back.
“Fine,” he said.
The second the funeral ended, they rushed back home.
“Lucas, I know you are in here, so SHOW YOURSELF.” Cara now showed pure anger.
Her dad held his shotgun.  
Cara later saw a blur running from room to room upstairs.
She dragged her dad outside.
“I’m calling 911. The calls seem to be working.” Cara whispered.
She hid in the bush, and her dad hid behind a tree trying to locate Lucas. Her father listened to the whispers while Cara communicated.
“They’ll be here in 10 minutes.” Cara said.
They waited out in front of the yard for a good 8 minutes.
Lucas: You called the police did you?
Cara: No XD
Lucas: You’ll regret this real bad.
Cara heard an ear-splitting gunshot as she saw her dad running to find another hiding place.
“NO! WTF.” Cara screeched. She hid behind the house with hands to cover her face.
“It’s okay honey,” her dad said.
She heard sirens. She heard multiple footsteps of the police running up and down the house.
She finally saw the police carrying out Lucas.
“Cara!” Lucas said.
“I love you.” he pleaded.
“You don’t love me.” Cara said.
“Psycho, you murder my boyfriend, and you shot my dad. YOU EXPECT ME TO LOVE YOU?!!?!” she screamed.
“No, you…”  Lucas mumbled, but Cara interrupted him.
“Take him away officer.” Cara announced.
“Cara…..” Lucas blurted.
“JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!” Cara screamed in rage.
She hugged her dad tight.
The police got in the car, and the last she has ever seen of Lucas was the middle finger he brandished at her from the back window of the car.
==A few words from BlueHeart7693 (The Author)==
Stalkers are relentless. They will stop at nothing just to show it. 
In this case, the stalker can kill you. They won't even stop after capture. 
They may know you, or they may or may not know you, but they will come for you and haunt you before they decide what to do next. 
Don't trust anyone, not even your friends with personal info. Or else, your life will turn to an endless nightmare, stopping at nothing just to torture, and kill you. 
==Shattered Face ==
Words from the Author (BlueHeart7693)
Shadows were probably just cliche figures that parents used to scare their kids for fun (Like my parents did……..).  
However, having your faith tested can be worse than seeing things. You need to trust yourself which was the hardest part.
The Story
As a child, my brother used to prank me with all these dumb Shadow pranks. He would cut up a black piece of paper, and surprise me at night (Dumb thing). Sorry if this story might be long.
I thought I had schizophrenia when I was about 12 when I started seeing black blurs moving around.
“Gah!” I yelled in surprise.
“It’s your ‘schizophrenia” my brother teased. I gave him a playful, but stern stare. When I headed up the stairs of our house, I got dizzy, and climbed up the stairs on all 4 limbs.
“Okay, pull yourself together (+_+)” I thought. I sat on the couch and hugged a pillow.
I heard my dad walk out of the kitchen.
“Why are you making out with the pillow?” he joked.
“Really?” I asked with a smile.
“No!” He laughed.I watched him walk back into the kitchen stiffly.
“You can go upstairs and do your stuff. Whatever world your building, I know you can make amazing online art.” his dad patted him on the back.
“Yes I do.” I smiled back.
I got into my world. When I’m in my world, I feel this sudden tranquility that I just can’t explain. I set the mode to sunny, and I would build gigantic houses and camp there. In my world, I feel like I can venture out into the wilderness.
In my world, I feel more like me………
It’s not that I don’t feel like myself occasionally, it’s just that I feel better and safer whenever I’m in my world.
I would walk around and chop trees to build and I loved it……….
I like to ask people if they have a spot to calm down in, but they sometimes judge mine. I judge theirs back, and we laugh about it, that’s probably how I got popular.
However, lately I have been getting more anxious. I have heard stories of hackers on MC and I always watch my back while playing.
Well, it’s my self-consciousness that makes me think that I will be attacked by those stupid things.
I was playing in my personal world with the sound of the TV blaring outside.
“He’s up, he shoots, HE SCORES!!!!!!!!!” I heard from the TV.
I ventured out and went into the forest that I loved.
I watched as cows came towards me and left (To admit, I killed half of them for food). I built my own little campout.
However, that day didn’t feel like any normal day in my world.
Today it felt different.
It felt Peculiar
It felt strange.
It started to rain. It was looking like one of those cliche melancholy scenes in the movies. I breathed deep.
I felt brave all of a sudden. I felt adrenaline through my blood.
I saw something in the chat, that made me stare for a long time.
BlueHeart7693: Feels like the walls are caving in.  
Walls?
BlueHeart7693: Sometimes I feel like giving up
BlueHeart7693: But I just can’t
BlueHeart7693: I have a shattered face
Shattered Face?
BlueHeart7693: I feel scared
BlueHeart7693: You left
Me: I left what?
BlueHeart7693: It’s in your heart
BlueHeart7693: Emptiness
BlueHeart7693: Fear
Me: No
I actually felt that way. Well, I later saw a character. He had a face that was broken.
BlueHeart7693: Don’t look at me
BlueHeart7693:I was shattered
BlueHeart7693: I want to make sure this doesn’t happen to you too
Wait, this might have happened to me?
BlueHeart7693: I will test you
I’m being tested by this creature. What will he test me on? My knowledge, my skill.
BlueHeart7693: Your faith
BlueHeart7693: Your trust
BlueHeart7693: Do you believe in yourself?
Me: I don’t know how to answer that question
BlueHeart7693: I believe that you do
BlueHeart7693: I believe that you won’t fail in life like I did.
Minecraft crashed, and my dad, and mom called me and my brother down for dinner.
I continued to ask myself.
“Do you really have faith in yourself?”
I’m being tested on trust and faith. My weak spots. It’s what I have the least of.
“No,” I thought.
“Don’t think like that” I told myself.
I got into bed, and dream until the next day.  
I had no dream though.
I thought of nothing.
The only thing I can think of was surviving and depending on how I view myself.
When I got in my world the next day, BlueHeart was there.
BlueHeart7693: Come
We walked until we reached a pit. I was bottomless. It had no end to it. There was however, a paper thin line that lead to the other side.
I was afraid. For once in my life I knew what it felt like to truly be afraid.
BlueHeart7693: Afraid?
Me: NO!
BlueHeart7693: go on child
I concentrated, and got across.
The map changed.
I was teleported into a building with maces, spikes, and a guillotine.
BlueHeart7693: Put your head on that guillotine
I was shaking.
BlueHeart7693: I will let it go, and if you want to live, you have to say stop at the correct moment, and trust me.
I rested my head, and knelt my character.
BlueHeart got the rope, and let it go.
Me: STOP!
I felt nothing, and looking up, the blade was ½ inch away from my neck.
Suddenly, I didn’t feel safe anymore.
Me: Why are you doing this?
BlueHeart7693: Because when I did this, I failed to believe in myself
I was teleported once again.
This time, I a clone of my avatar tied to a chair, and I had a knife in my hand.
BlueHeart7693: Take a shot
I was forced to kill myself……..
Me: You’re insane
Me: I hate you
BlueHeart7693: It’s for your own good
Me: NO! IT’S JUST YOUR PLAN TO TORTURE ME
BlueHeart7693: :)
I saw BlueHeart grab the knife, but I stopped him, and stabbed him instead.
BlueHeart7693: :)
BlueHeart7693: I knew you could do it.
He left my game.
I know that this day made me stronger. I believed, in myself, and I grew tougher.
But all I knew was that I still had a shattered face as my faith.
But I have been training to do better. 
Author's note 
If you ever have your faith tested, make sure that you believe. You will come out stronger, or you will come out dead.
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