Friends Aren't Needed
Author's note: First creepypasta, so bear with me. Also, the YouTube name used in this story is fake, so don't look it up.
It was a boring day, once again. It was a sport day, but I wasn't much of a sport person, so I decided to sit out, despite all the crap I get from the staff. At about 2:30, I was approached by two of my friends, Caleb and Tommy, who took a seat beside me. They were laughing about something, when I asked what they were laughing at, their faces went blank, expressionless. They just stared at me with dead eyes and said, "Don't worry about it." followed by an insane sort of smile.
At about 3:30, when it was time to leave, I headed home. Realizing I had forgotten something, I headed back to the university. I arrive at about 3:45, I headed up to my classroom on the third floor. Every room was supposed to be dark, as all the teachers had gone home. But for some reason I couldn't figure out, there was one room on the third floor that was bright, I swore I saw shadows moving around in it.
Continuing on with my thing, I went to my classroom. Normally, the room is locked. But somehow it was unlocked. I started getting a little creeped out, so I hurried along with what I was getting. I grabbed it from my desk, ran out from the room, and slammed the door shut before bolting through the hall. Jumping stairs and sprinting from the university, I looked back at the building and I swore I saw someone. It looked female, with a black mask on and yellow eyes staring at me through the window.
I arrived home at 4:10. Walking to my room, I threw my things on the floor, switched my computer on, and surfed the web. I was freaked out enough because of the events that occurred today, but it was just the beginning. I decided to go to YouTube because I got bored of playing Flash Games, and saw that only one subscription was in the subscription box, "417666714", he was called, and he had one video, "???".
I decided to click it, and I almost soiled myself and cried at the same time. It was a video of a woman and my 3 friends. They were on a table, it looked like my classroom, they were being cut, while screaming "YES! SACRIFICE ME FOR THE GODS!". I ran to my closet, pulled out my shotgun, and jumped onto my bed, I grabbed my phone from on my shelf, and dialed "9-1-1", all I got in return was "That won't work, Alex." followed by a laugh.
If anyone finds this page, give it to the Police, and tell them of me.
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This sheet of paper was found with the body of 20-year-old Alex Miller, the investigation is currently underway, and is being investigated by authorities.
Credited to DeathB4Life
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