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Seven Days Creepypasta

This is the the Creepypasta series that I have been working on for about two months. I would love to have feedback.
And I would also like to thank my good friend, W.H. for her wonderful art for the series.

Copyright James T.(jjtninja) 2014

Character Profile: J.T.Verse: Originally Creepypasta, but due to the nature of the story, any verse is possible.
Name: J.T. (The Full name is only known to one person)
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight (Heterosexual)
Age: 19 (due to the Change Ageless)
Birthdate: [Data Expunged]
Birthplace: U.S.A South Carolina
Affiliation: The Sender
Occupation: Writer (Originally, it is unknown if he still continues to do so)
Figure: Average build (slim)
Height: 6’2 feet (1 meter)
Weight: 190 Lbs.
Skin tone: White, fair
Hair, slightly curly: Dirty-blond
Eyes: Green, foggy/gray (In other words: his eyes are green but there's a gray ever-shifting fog beneath his pupils)
Right handed
Residence: Unknown
Language: American English
Favorite Color: Dark Blue
Fears: Has no Phobias
Good or bad: Transitioning
Personality: Before: Nice, caring, friendly, not too talkative, & sarcastic. After: Withdrawn, quiet, tries to be helpful however he can (But it’s difficult due to what’s happened to him), saCharacter Profile: J.T.

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Character Profile: Kayla

Verse: Originally Creepypasta, but due to the nature of the story, any verse is possible.
Name: Kayla (Last name is unknown)
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight (Heterosexual)
Age: 19 (Due to her change, does not age)
Birthdate: September 19th, 1992
Birthplace: U.S.A North Carolina
Affiliation: The Sender
Occupation: Was a writer. Now an evil sadistic killer.
Figure: Average build (slim)
Height: 5’9 feet
Weight: 145 Lbs.
Skin tone: White, fair
Hair: straight, just past her shoulders, Dark Brown
Eyes: Brown, foggy/gray
Right handed
Residence: Unknown
Language: American English
Favorite Color: Black
Fears: Losing her prey and losing in general.
Good or bad: Chaotic Evil
Personality: Before the change, she was generally nice (And I use "nice" very loosely), was sarcastic, a complainer/loudmouth. Now: Sadistic, enjoys tormenting others for pleasure (especially/specifically J.T.), no longer a loud mouth, sarcastic. Silly evil (if you get my meaning).
Clothing: A dark t-shirt wCharacter Profile: Kayla

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Character Profile: The Sender

Verse: Originally Creepypasta, but due to the nature of the story, any verse is possible.
Name: Real name is unknown, goes by the alias “The Sender”.
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight (Heterosexual)
Age: Unknown, however he appears as someone in his early twenties or late teens.
Birthdate: Unknown
Birthplace: Unknown
Affiliation: Other than himself, it’s unknown.
Occupation: Gives “Stories” to certain individuals that share a similar trait. It is currently unknown what this trait is.
Figure: Average build (slim)
Height: 6’0’
Weight: Unknown
Skin tone: White, fair (It is unclear if he is human or not)
Hair: Unknown
Eyes: Unknown
Right/Left: Unknown
Residence: Unknown
Language: It is Unknown whether he speaks any other languages besides English.
Favorite Color: Unknown
Fears: Unknown
Good or bad: Neutral Evil
Personality: Calculative, sadistic, quiet/refrain, generally amused.
Clothing: Tends to wear blue jeans, dark shoes, and a gray orCharacter Profile: The Sender

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Seven Days Creepypasta Log 8 (Part 2)

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I closed the door behind me with one hand while the other clenched the knife I’d taken from Jeff.
The office wasn’t necessarily big, but it was spacious. Several shelves full of books lined against the back wall. The only sources of light came from the two large windows above the shelves. In the room’s center was the dean’s desk. Several papers laid scattered about it. At the top of each sheet was titled one of the Logs. Behind it sat its now current occupant. A figure wearing nothing but a gray hoodie with dark pants sat leaning back in his chair. The top half of his face was shaded by his hood, but on the bottom half rested a devilish smile.
The Sender.
Standing directly beside him was Kayla, still looking as horrid as the day before with her torn up bloodied-brown leather jacket and her blood speckled jeans. Her eyes were still foggy, with a crazed yet intelligent look about them. Her dark brown hair, was matted with blood. The only difference now was herSeven Days Creepypasta Log 8 (Part 2)

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Seven Days Creepypasta Log 8 (Part 1)

Log 8
Monday 24th, February
I sat staring at the monitor. Log 1, Log 2, Log 3, Log 4, Log 5, Log 6, Log 7. All of them were there.
Had I really finished them? Had I actually survived?
I lowered my head before letting out a sigh.
It certainly didn’t feel like it. Some part of me felt like it had died the moment Log Seven was over but what part? I didn’t know.
I looked back at the page.
The Sender hadn’t contacted me since finishing Log Seven. I found that strange, considering his cocky nature to gloat about each visitor I had to deal with. Not to mention, judging by what I’d pieced together so far, I was the first to ever finish something like this, alive. I was sure he would have popped up and said something along the lines of, ‘congrats’ or ‘well done’, but no. He just goes quiet.
I leaned back in my chair and glanced at the clock. 7:30 am. Class would start soon, I needed to get ready.
I logged out of the computer and began prepaSeven Days Creepypasta Log 8 (Part 1)

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Seven Days Creepypasta Log 7 (part 2)

***
I fell screaming as my face made contact with the ground.
“Ow,” I breathed. That was painful.
Dazed, I groggily sat up. I froze when I realized something.
I’m alive?
I looked over myself, to be sure. I was all there.
“I’m alive. I’m alive? I’M ALIVE!!!” I jumped up with glee. “YES!!!”
I laughed, I just finished Log Seven? Man, YES!!!
“Thank you, God! Now all I have to do is get on my computer and-wait.” I went quiet.
I finally looked around for the first time.
I was in the woods.
Alone.
“CCCCCCCCCCCCCRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, towards the sky.
Why the heck was I back in the woods? Why wasn’t I at home? Log Seven’s over!!! What the heck man!!!??
I told myself to calm down and get my bearings.
Okay. Okay. So maybe it’s not over. But I’m still here, so that’s good right? Just breatSeven Days Creepypasta Log 7 (part 2)

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Seven Days Creepypasta Log 7 (part 1)

Log 7
Sunday 23rd, February
“Investigators had pulled the name of a possible suspect, Toby Rogers, a 17 year old boy who a few weeks ago had stabbed his father to death and tried to cover up his escape by setting a fire in the streets and the forest area around the neighborhood. Although they had believed the young boy had died in the fire, investigators suspect that Rogers may still be alive, due to the fact that his body was never found.”
My eyes scanned over the ending of the Creepypasta one last time.
“Ticci Toby. Crap, how did I not realize it then?!” I leaned back in my chair, shaking my head.
I was at home, back at my computer desk; a day had passed since the meeting of Ticci Toby and The Sender.
I sighed as I scanned the last few sentences of “Ticci Toby” for the tenth time on the computer monitor. I was alive and thankfully still in one piece. I should have been celebraSeven Days Creepypasta Log 7 (part 1)

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Seven Days Creepypasta Log 6

Log 6
Saturday, February 22nd
            My fingers finished typing the last few words of Log Five, “The Sender”. I shook my head. I just couldn’t believe it. I’d finally met The Sender. And he had looked, normal. I don’t know what I’d been expecting him to look like, maybe a big hideous, scarred-up face of some monster holding a laptop, but never a human with a hood.
    He’s not human. I suddenly recalled. I had asked if he was and he confirmed that he was not. So what was he exactly?
    “J.T.!” I heard my mother call from the kitchen. “Supper’s ready!”
    Oh, right. I hit save and uploaded the article. The Creepypasta page now had one more Log in its collection. Five down, two to go.
***
    A quick recap of what happened after Log FiveSeven Days Creepypasta Log 6

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Seven Days Creepypasta Log 5

Log 5
Friday, February 21st
            So of course there was nothing on my camera from Log Four. I mean, what did I expect? Every time these things showed up and were done for the day, everything would seem to reset and no one would know but me (and that Sender freak). And while I know that I should have been pissed at the end result of that, I wasn’t. I was just happy to be alive.
            Now going back to what happened after Log Four. I arrived home, discovered that somehow it was 6:00 pm. again, and that the footage of Bob was no longer present on my camera.
    “REALLY?!” I shouted at the sky. I was still sitting in my car in utter disbelief at what had occurred, and well annoyed. I sighed, Okay so, back to square one. Go write down Log 4. I parked my car and headed inside. I went in to see my mother cleaning laundry. I hesSeven Days Creepypasta Log 5

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Seven Days Creepypasta Log 4

Log 4
Thursday, February 20th
    Day fricken four. This one, I don’t even have the energy to complain about this. I know, I should be happy this is already half way over, but I’m not. I’m dreading what’s next. This is starting to become way too much for me. At first, it seemed bearable, but now? It’s not even close.
    After last night, I wasn’t in the mood for going to school so I lied to my parents, telling them I felt ill. I’m nineteen so they didn’t really bother trying to make me go anyway; it’s my life after all.
    I was still a little edgy and pissed from last night so I was pacing my room for a very long time. I knew I needed to try contacting the freak responsible for all of this but doing that in a pissed off mood wouldn’t help me. I needed to calm down. So after about an hour or so, I managed to breathe normally and put myself in a somewhat stable/not pSeven Days Creepypasta Log 4

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Seven Days Creepypasta Log 3

Log 3
Wednesday, Feb. 19th
    You know, at this fricken point, I could go on to a whole entire forty five minute tangent on how much all of this SUCKS!
But, after what just happened, there’s not much of a point seeing that I’ll be going through this insanity again!
    By some miracle I was able start today in a normal fashion. I guess I was still riding off the sense of triumph from last night’s encounter. (And I can tell you now I certainly won’t be riding off it today)
    And like before, I didn’t bother trying to tell anyone about this. Who would ever believe me? I did consider telling my best friend but you can only go so far in telling someone that: you were hunted by a freak who looks a lot like The Joker, killed by him, brought back to life somehow, and then had to redo it the next day with another freak. Somewhere in there they’re going to ask for evidence. And what do I have to sSeven Days Creepypasta Log 3

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Seven Days Creepypasta Log 2

Log 2
Tuesday, February 18th
    For almost the whole day, I didn’t know what to think, didn’t know what to do. This was beyond anything I had ever heard or experienced. This was the stuff of fantasy, horror, nightmare, yet I was living it. Why was this happening? Who or what was causing all of this? I didn’t know. But what was really scaring me was: What’s next? It had given me seven days. Seven days of terror, seven days of horror, and if it was going to be anything like the first night, seven days of death.
    I had to solve this, to stop this, so I began where it all started. After I finished completing the first log I asked it,
    “Who or what are you? And why are you doing this?”
    I was hoping for some sort of answer. I waited for a pop-up or another dialogue box to show, but nothing came. But that didn’t keep me from continuing.
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Seven Days Creepypasta Log 1

Seven Days, Creepypasta
            To whoever is reading this, don’t. Look, I understand you’re looking for entertainment, whether because you’re bored, have nothing to do, or just want something to read. But please, read something else! Click the back button, click the X in the corner, or better yet shut down the computer! I don’t care just please; don’t read this!
    But you’re still reading aren’t you? Of course you are. It’s human nature to be curious. No matter how many times the warnings are thrown in your face, you still go on. You still continue. Well, fine then. Keep reading. Just don’t blame me for what happens to you after this.
    I don’t want to write this, but I have to. I’ve already been through way too much to not finish this and I don’t want to live through it again. So I’ll write.Seven Days Creepypasta Log 1

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