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I first met her when I saw her sitting and crying at my favorite spot in our school garden. When I asked why, she told me she was hungry but she didn’t have any money left. Her luck. I was supposed to hang out with my group at the Pizza Galley, but I begged off to see my boyfriend- only to find out that he had basketball practice. So I bought her ice cream, and while we sat together, she told me stuff about herself and instantly we became friends.

She came from the middle school at the other block. She’s only nine years old, quite petite for her age, and she was fun. I never really liked kids, actually, but she’s different. She talked and thought like a grown-up: mature.

Her name was Emma.

The following days we talked together every afternoon, if I’m not with my friends. They thought I was crazy. It was hard picturing out the campus hottie together with a little girl. I told them to say whatever they want. Emma might want my opinion for fashion and dating tips; she might grow up into a lovely chick.

“You don’t understand, Summer,” my boyfriend, Jagger, objected. We were near the basketball court, arguing again.

“No- it’s you who doesn’t understand,” I shot back. “Why would you always act like that? I’m sick of you being jealous.”

“Summer, I don’t want anyone to take advantage of you,” he snapped. He grasped my shoulders with both hands.

I threw my hands up and whisked his hands away. “Take advantage? Are you out of your mind?” My voice cracked a little.

“Maybe I am,” he said bitterly. “And if you don’t want to listen, fine. Go out with Jake. Go with him and let him screw you.” He glared at me and then turned his back. He left without even looking back.

I slapped my forehead and ran my fingers down my hair in surrender. God. I loved Jagger so much, but he’s just nuts in keeping me for himself. He thought he owned me. We have already discussed this a million times before, but now look at us.

I headed for the garden, my sanctuary. I don’t want to go anywhere too noisy. And I needed someone to talk to.

A hand tugged my tank top. “Hey!” I cried, startled. I spun around.

“You look ready to cry,” Emma commented. She crossed her arms.

“You scared me,” I confessed. I noticed she was wearing the shirt I’ve given her for her birthday. She looked really cute.

We settled down the bench. I buried my face into my hands, and for a while we were silent. Finally, I looked up and she said, in a low murmur, “You can share it with me, Summer.”

I straightened up and tucked my hair behind my ears. I let out a long sigh.

“But if you won’t,” she added quickly, “I saw it all, anyway. That guy’s a jerk.”

I chuckled softly at her comment. “Right.” I shifted my position. “I want to cry, Emma. Honestly.”

“Told ‘ya,” she said. “It’ll pass. I’ve seen those situations in those corny movies.” She looked at me, made a face, and smiled.

“I hope so.” I forced a smile back. “But I won’t cry now, thanks to you.”

“I love you, Summer,” she said.

“I love you too, Emma,” I replied. “You’re a real friend.”

“Well, now that you have told me what happened and if you’ll just always tell me how you feel, you don’t have to be sad anymore,” she said.

I did not see Jagger the next day. Who cares?

Well, I did. I just hated to admit it. I missed him, and I wanted so much to see him. Just a glimpse of his damn, mesmerizing face.

My prayer was granted just before I stepped out the classroom at the end of last period.

“Summer Sheldon,” Mr. Farren, our Math teacher, called. “I got something for you. He held out two sheets of paper.

I took them, and saw that it was homework for tomorrow. “But I already got a copy,” I protested.

“No, that’s for Jagger,” he said. “I know you knew him. If you could just give it-”

“Sure,” I agreed immediately. I was about to shout, “Yes!” but it would be embarrassing. “Sure.”

“I’ll give you extra credit,” he offered.

I climbed down my Porsche and drove through Parkside Drive. The long way to Jagger’s. Why? I guess I just wanted to think about what to say when I get there. I don’t want a lousy conversation later. He might still be angry.

Wait- I haven’t told Emma I’ll be away. Gosh. She might be waiting for me the whole afternoon. Where was she, anyway? I haven’t seen her. If I had, I would not have forgotten to tell.

I parked my car a few houses away from Jagger’s. I didn’t want him to know I drove all the way through.

I nervously walked towards his house. My hands were cold. Brr. What if he’ll reject me? No… definitely no. He’s crazy over me. He’s just overreacting.

His parents’ Sedan was nowhere to be found. They probably had a business trip.

I pressed the doorbell and waited. My hands clutched the papers carefully, tightly, that it ached. I pressed again. After several minutes that no one answered, I went in myself.

He wasn’t in the den. Nor in the kitchen or in the pool. I headed upstairs.

The sound of cold water was crisp, absolutely clear. Great. So he was in the shower.

I knocked twice at the bathroom door and got in. The shower curtain was closed. “Hey, Jagger,” I called out. “I brought something. It’s for you. And I have an appointment to keep, so you’d better get out of that shower fast.”

Silence.

“Come on, Jagger.” I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I looked good, perfectly stunning.

“Jagger…” I called out playfully. He still did not answer.

Playing games, huh? “I know you’re there, Jagger. And if you won’t speak, I’ll open the curtain myself,” I threatened. Still silent. I laughed.

Oh, well. He’s in it now. Typical of Jagger, and we do play a lot. “You won’t say anything?” I said out aloud. “Here I come!”

I pulled the shower curtain apart – and screamed.

A chill shriek escaped my throat.

Jagger was lying on his back. Blood was all over him, the water slowly washing it away. His throat was open. I saw flaps of butchered skin in his chest, his abdomen. He was all cut up. And there was a stump of blood clot and a grayish mass above his head, as if a sharp, heavy object had smashed it.

I gagged. “Oh. Oh God… no.” I wanted to embrace him and get him out of here. But I stepped back, scared. The papers crumpled. Hot tears fell down my cheeks.

Jagger – dead. Oh God. This couldn’t be true. But it was.

I felt dizzy. I felt like throwing up, so I clamped a hand on my mouth.

And that’s when I saw the red paint. Or was it blood? Right there on the wall beside the shower. I saw my name, and it caught my attention. I read the words, slowly, trying to absorb everything: So did you get my point, bastard? I warned you before. I told you not to hurt her. But you did. Summer’s mine. I love her so much. I’ve been having fantasies about her. Sometimes, erotic dreams. I’ve been longing to kiss her the way you did when you made out last time. I’ve been wanting to make her mine. I know I can’t. But you hurt her. Call me a maniac. But I love Summer. She’s hot. She’s mine.

I blinked. I felt so sick. Who had written it? Who?

A loud crash followed. I spun around, shocked.

And I saw my boyfriend’s executor. Little Emma, blood all over her clothes – the ones we shopped together last Christmas – a knife in her hand, her eyes staring menacingly at me.

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I am twenty-nine now, but I can’t ever forget that day. The police never believed me; instead, I was the one who went to jail and spent the rest of my adolescent years there, when I should have been falling in love again, skinnydipping with friends, partying, enjoying youth. Instead, I was plagued with nightmares, and the worst of all, I was plagued with her.

I’m out of the jailhouse now, but she never disappeared in my life. She always calls me her “special friend” and that she’s waiting for me.

She would visit me in my dreams, in my jail cell, outside my apartment, just waiting for me to come with her.

And she never grew up. Still nine years old, still with her big brown eyes. But no, I don’t ever think I find her cute, not anymore.

Oh my god, there she is again, outside my window as I am typing this story.

Maybe I should come with her now, just to end. Or I can put a bullet inside my brain.

After all, I’ve told you about me, and most especially about her. You have been warned.

If you see a nine-year-old girl with jet black hair and brown eyes and…..

(c) 2003

Credit To: Vivien Marie Lopez

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  • PsyckoMantis

    This is…pretty bad. Sounds like a person who just wants to type about how good they look and how people would kill for them :/

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    • Tomahawk

      Yeah, I know. A self girl, isn’t she?

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  • Riptaway

    Random, at times barely coherent. Sometimes I had no idea what the fuck you were talking about, like the thing about jagger being jealous of some other guy who was never brought up. The fuck…

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  • Rage_Quitter

    Very wordy, Slightly predictable from the point her boyfreind didn’t answer. I dont like to critisize so I’ll keep it short like that.

    Your writing needs some work on the suspense and creepiness levels, but all in all, I’d give this pasta a 4/10.

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  • http://www.reddit.com/ V01D3D DR3AM5

    Good story although the end was WAY to predictable

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    • http://www.reddit.com/ V01D3D DR3AM5

      i meant with who the killer was

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    • Endoplasmic Reticulum

      Yes there are WAY too many stories with this plot.

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  • Ruth

    Okay I said it once I’ll say it again. This site must be run by satanists. Another sick disgusting disturbing story with innaproprite themes blood and guts!? Hate Crappypasta! Done with this GARBAGE SITE! American Folklore is soooo much better! And all the stories are age appropriate. DON’T READ THIS JUNK anymore kids. NOT WORTH it!!!!

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    • Eye

      No offense, but this site is called “Creepypasta” for a reason. It’s just a fun site where people can post scary stories for entertainment. It’s not like little 5 year olds are reading these stories, and there’s moderators that check to see if the story is appropriate or not. And it’s not like anyone is forcing you to read stories here. If you don’t like this site, go somewhere else. Don’t go on a rant, it just makes you look like a jerk.

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    • ẠbracadaveЯ

      Crappypasta is the other site, dear. You’re confused. Which must also explain why you can’t seem to find your way out of here without a fuss.
      But thanks for the warning – all this time I thought I’d been coming here most days of entirely my own volition because I liked it. I must have forgotten that I don’t like disturbing things or gore, here I’ve been mistaking that for /loving/ that stuff all along, how silly of me. I don’t know what I must have been thinking. Thanks for clearing that up, how wrong it was of me to have my own opinion that might differ from yours. I shall try to fix that promptly of course.

      Okay, tried, failed, guess my willpower and/or ability to follow instructions just sucks, my bad. Looks like I’m staying, and keeping my weird individual opinions.

      … But no, really, what are you even doing here? Are you lost?

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    • CreepyPasta

      If u don’t like DON’T READ! dumbs. And if u rally like creepy pasta and found a story u don’t like. DON’T COMMENT! god. why don’t people under stand this. its fucking simple!

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      • WhatisthisWinter

        *You * Dumb * Really * Understand * It’s

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        • Anonymous

          Your point was what, exactly? Who cares if there is spelling mistakes? Troll

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        • WhatisthisWinter

          I had no point. I care about spelling. And yes… I am a troll.

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    • Mrs. AWESOME

      Look, I think you are over reacting a bit ma’am. Some of these stories on this site are decent

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    • TheIntimateAvenger

      Why does everyone automatically put the “satanist” label on anything with murder?! If you ever actually read the satanic bible you would know that killing someone without them having hurt you first drains your power. ESPECIALLY if you hurt animals or children, which are considered sacred.

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  • WhatisthisWinter

    I-I-I-I Got the moves like Jagger, Getting killed like Jagger… Soooo many things went wrong in this story, I don’t know where to even start. First off- Douchy Jagger was a douche. I didn’t feel anything at all when he died. Well, maybe a little glad. Second! Little Emma was about as scary as findind out you have no milk in the fridge, bad if you already poured your cereal, but you’ll get over it. Third! I don’t think there’s enough wall space, let alone blood in the human body to write that many words. Also, The blood would fall down and the message would look like ” lihbsjljbskdjbdslblkjdsbjbhhhhskh sxkjnlkjsdlkjbjhjkvjlslbkdjb” Very very scary. Fourth! She was put away for only 10ish years for a murder like that? She must of had one hell of a lawyer…

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    • PewdieDewdie

      My good sir, you have taken critizing to a whole new level. The way you described this story could not have been any better. Bravo. Bravo.

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      • WhatisthisWinter

        Why thank you!

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      • Raelyn

        I hate hitting the wrong button..it wassupposedto bea thumbsUP, not down…grrr

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    • The Author

      I wrote this in the year 2003, sir. I was 12. This was before Jagger was re-introduced to the music scene. Hateful characters, yes. And yes it sucked. I would read that right now and say mygods, why did I ever write such a thing. I didn’t edit one bit when I submitted it here. But I’m glad for the feedback, most especially that they were mostly negative. I hope I write better now, 10 years after this garbage. :)

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      • http://crappypasta.com the cake

        i liked the story. cliche-like and all. :) writing a story like this at 12… you were very mature. kind of like… EMMA.

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        • HEY HEY HEY IT’S SLENDY!

          And no one gives me credit for writing a story kind of like this at 11 geesh harsh crowd

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  • The Reader

    So is Emma a ghost? Or is this one of those “The Orphan” situations?

    Also, the note painted on the wall is a little excessive. Like, there isn’t enough room on my bathroom wall to paint that….

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    • Liam

      Well seeing as after 10 years little emma was still 9, i’d guess she was a ghost. :S

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      • PinkieAscending

        You also don’t normally have nine-year-olds in middle school..

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  • Jay

    ending ruined it

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    • Anon

      Really? Just the ending?

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  • ẠbracadaveЯ

    Wow. Just… wow. /So/ bad. I don’t even know where to start trying to point out just what made it so fucking awful, but the first two comments hit some of the problems with this pretty much on the mark. The structure of the writing may have been less horrible than… well, admittedly quite a few pastas… I mean, you can spell and all, but omg the actual content of it was what made it so incredibly bad. I don’t care who killed whoever or why or how or whatever the fuck, just glad at least one of those characters died (was disappointed that the kill count wasn’t higher, with these characters) and would have happily dismembered them all myself just to get them to go the fuck away and make the story stop. And seriously, “Summer”, “Jagger”, a fucking Porsche…? Everyone (including the protagonist herself AND A LITTLE KID) calling “Summer” hot…? UGH. It read like bad Beverly Hills 90210 fanfiction, or like you’re trying to make that Clueless movie scary– well, scarier than it already was, but for entirely different reasons –and just… please don’t. For the love of all things pertaining to good taste and sanity, please. Don’t. Good god I want to cleanse my eyes. Never, ever, ever do this again, I beg of you.

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    • http://www.creepypasta.com derpbutt

      I’m just going to go ahead and point out that this type of comment – where he/she gives reasons for why the story is disliked and not being well-received – is far more helpful to both myself (when choosing what to approve) as well as the author than comments that are all about how much the author sucks and/or how much I suck for approving the pasta in question.

      Sometimes I approve things because I’m on the fence about them and I think there’s a chance, however small, that some readers may enjoy it and I’m just being too picky (because I get accused of being too picky just as much as I’m accused of being too lenient, go figure). So when you leave actual feedback about the STORY and why you dislike it, as ẠbracadaveЯ did here, that is immensely helpful for me because I can learn and adapt my responses to those sorts of “meh, maybe?” types of pastas better.

      (Also, I tend to look for input on twitter sometimes in regards to this sort of thing, so you can help me there as well if you’re so inclined)

      People who just say “who approved this omg” or “go kill yourself author” – well thanks, you just spit out a whole lot of negativity with no point.

      I’ve been stewing on this for a few days, but I just wanted to point to a comment that managed to be snarky while still being constructive. Thanks, ẠbracadaveЯ, for proving that it can be done!

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      • ẠbracadaveЯ

        Omg, I uhh… thank you! ^///^;

        …Oh wow that was eloquent. YES. SEE MY LANGUAGE SKILLS. Eep. It’s 3 Morning and I just killed a really fucking enormous spider with my goddamned foot so it’s not my fault. Honest. Surprised I can form words. Like. REALLY FUCKING HUGE SPIDER. Excuse me now while I go shake and sob like a little bitch for a while in delayed extreme terror. But seriously, thanks! Wasn’t expecting that. Or the spider, but that wasn’t so cool. >_>;

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    • The Author

      This is the most honest comment of all. thank you! :)

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  • Freaky Fred

    BUT WHO WAS JAKE??!?

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    • Poecowmoo101

      Yes. Just, yes. That comment made reading this pasta worth the torture.

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      • An Indian

        :D sometimes, the comments are creepier than the pasta itself. Muahahahahaha…!

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    • PinkieAscending

      I’d dump anyone for Jake English.

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      • ApocalypseArisen

        Same here. Those pistols. *Swoons*

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      • Pinkamina

        HIIIIIIIIIIII! Want a cupcake?

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      • TheIntimateAvenger

        O.O I really hope you’re english’s age.

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  • Poecowmoo101

    I think the fact that the guy’s name was “Jagger” is why I hated this pasta. I literally stopped and did a “face-palm.” Jagger. I think the only way it could’ve possibly gotten worse is if his last name happened to be “Swagger” and he yelled “YOLO” as he walked away. I think all the other reasons why I didn’t enjoy this were already mentioned, so there’s my two-cents.

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    • WhatisthisWinter

      YOLO Summer! I’m gonna go smoke a joint with my homies, Swag swag swag yolo

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    • http://creepypasta.com Lola

      I realize its a little late to reply to your comment but it just made my fucking day. I am literally sitting on the floor crying my ass off and shaking uncontrollably because I’m trying not to laugh hysterically since its about hm 1:15 in the fuckinh morning and everyone’s asleep hahaha but seriously I think your comment is better than any other creepypasta I’ve read

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  • Ervice

    This pasta was terribly written, it sounded like someone typed up a story on a typewriter built for word jumbles. The punctuation is often mid-used and mis-placed. Incorrect wording was rampant throughout. Was it translated by Bing by any chance? Overall the theme was over used and predictable and it reeked of self-masturbatory ego stroking on the part of the main female character. If made into a movie it’s a part Kristen Stewart could fill beautifully as she and the heroine are as one dimensional as a sheet of 1-ply toilet paper. 1/10

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    • The Author

      This is truth. :) I have deliberately placed irritating characters. :D

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  • anonymous

    Everything’s been said. It’s boring, predictable, lots of parts that dont add up. 1/10.

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  • http://just-waiting-to-be-found.blogspot.co.uk/ Steve Fearon

    I don’t think the author knew what she wanted this to be…

    There will never be an sympathy for a beautiful, Porsche Driving teenager…or a sporty, good looking but jealous douche type boyfriend.

    If the reader doesn’t care for the protaganist or indeed any of the main characters, there is no suspense over their weelbeing, and therefore it is just one big countdown to the punchline.

    Which as already pointed out above was ridiculous.

    There were more words on that bloody wall than could fit onto a tweet, and poor ‘Jagger’ (dont get me started) must been running on empty as far as ink cartridges go…

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  • Anonymous

    I’m crying of laughter omg get over yourself.

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  • La Mettrie

    I’m not going to say to never write again because as Jake the Dog would say, “sucking at something is the first step towards actually being kind of good at it.”
    Summer and Jagger were unsympathetic characters, although that’s necessarily a negative. Not all narrators need to be good people. Summer and Jagger seem like the kind of shallow airheads you’d see on a reality show, and the idea of tossing someone like that into a creepy pasta situation is intriguing. Or it would have been, if it were played for satire and this were better written. As it is, the dialogue was poor and the section where Jagger was “missing” ran way too long given his predictable fate.
    The one good spot was Emma’s note. Yes, it was too long and ham-handed, but the idea of a little girl developing an erotic crush on an older sister figure is the only thing creepy about this pasta.

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    • ciel

      thats the point…

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    • The Author

      Thank you very much for this very constructive comment. This was written was when I was 12. I do hope I write better now, 10 years after this flop, so to say. I submitted it without editing it just to know how would people react to what I have written when I was very young – if it can be salvaged, or redeemed. Yes, I’m one with you all for thinking the writing sucketh big time. :)

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  • Selena

    i would rather stab shards of glass in my eyes while listening to Nicki Minaj’s music backwards than ever read this again.

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    • WhatisthisWinter

      Don’t do that! Someone might write a pasta about you, and what if the one they write isn’t good? :O

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      • Selena

        If its about me you’ll see it in the top rated (:

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        • WhatisthisWinter

          Well do it!… Write a pasta that is. Don’t stab yourself bro!

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    • http://creepypasta.com Lola

      I think the fact that the guy’s name was “Jagger” is why I hated this pasta. I literally stopped and did a “face-palm.” Jagger. I think the only way it could’ve possibly gotten worse is if his last name happened to be “Swagger” and he yelled “YOLO” as he walked away. I think all the other reasons why I didn’t enjoy this were already mentioned, so there’s my two-cents.

      Most amazing fucking comment ever I will cherish it forever and when I’m having a bad day ill just read it and think why the fuck is this guy not famous?!

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  • ciel

    mary sue? hahahaha…

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  • J

    As I was reading this, I found many things I did not like. There was a lot of improper grammar, changes in tense (which is my biggest pet peeve-how can you just forget when things are happening?), and some things just weren’t developed enough to make me care. I got very confused when Jagger and Summer were talking and it seemed as though your protagonist was trying to say that Jagger was warning her about her new young friend, in face you made it seem EXACTLY like that was the case…But then suddenly they are talking about some guy that was never mentioned before. Very confusing.

    You told us too many times that your main character was “hot”. When she looked in the mirror and said she looked stunning, I was reminded of a Sweet Valley High novel, but at least that isn’t written in first person, so it’s not the author giving compliments to the author. It just made me roll my eyes. You even had to make sure to point it out in the ridiculously long message written in blood on the wall! It’s tough to imagine the police were anything but very befuddled that Jagger’s murderer wrote a note about herself on the wall (Which had to have been squished in, I mean come on, who has room for that in the BATHROOM?) but I guess since it is said how HOT Summer is, they could have been thinking, well not only did she kill him, she’s conceited! Hahaha. But honestly, where was the proof Summer murdered him, other than her name being written in some odd message? You should have framed your super attractive main character more thoroughly.

    I think my least favorite part was at the end, where you tried to make me think a little girl pretending to be my friend who would kill anyone who wasn’t nice to me would show up and ruin my life. Well, my boyfriend treats me very well, as do my friends, so I guess…I’m good! Thanks, though. Not losing any sleep over here….

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    • The Author

      Sweet Valley — yes. I have read too many Sweet Valley paperbacks and opted to go for characters I hate and made them my protagonists. Thank you for the feedback. Apparently I was right for not publishing my novels (deargod) when I was 12. Little Emma was written when I was that age. I thought it was cool, then years after I thought it was so horrible. but I submitted it anyway, just to see the reactions. :)

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      • http://creepypasta.com Lola

        I’m so sorry but every time I read your comments I just imagine some dumb ass talking in a fake British accent trying to sound sophisticated
        And just a tip don’t make shitty excuses as to why it was so bad or shit like that “I just wanted to see the reactions” doesn’t everybody that’s the point in posting your story “I was 12 that’s why” it seemed more as if a six year old from toddlers and tiaras that watched lesbian porn write this and I myself am twelve and I can certainly see which shit is shit

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  • Anon

    If I could give this a minus 10 I would. The worst pasta I have ever read. Honestly. Like dude said a bad 90210 fan fiction piece. It almost seems as if you’re trying to live vicariously through “Summer”. And the only reason you would have to do that is because you’re not the “class hottie” she probably rips on you for more reasons than just your writing skills, you don’t have a Porsche and you don’t have a jock boyfriend with a dumb name like Jagger. Did it make you feel better to write this? Did it make you feel like you’re getting the attention you don’t get in real life when you turned yourself into summer? Enough has been said about how shitty this is I’m attacking you as a person for writing something like this knowing full well people would read it and waste their time doing so. I am seriously angry right now. Not saying you’re a bad person just saying you should probably never write again and if you do don’t make the main character a transparent incarnation of what you wish you were not hard to figure out. Either you’re 12 or you’re a loser. And I say loser because its clear you wish you were someone else and not happy with who you are. That’s a loser

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    • An Indian

      That’s really rude! I know that it’s impossible for some people to encourage others, but please, don’t be so so rude.

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    • The Author

      I apologize for wasting your time on this very horrible pasta. This was written when I was 12. I find this feedback very helpful to what a reader may think when someone writes about really annoying characters in the first person. And… no, you got the description of my 12-year-old self wrong. But that’s your assumption :)

      If I may, could you please look at my blog(written 2012, 9 years after this story): https://omgvivienlopez.wordpress.com/ and tell me if my poems suck? I would like to have someone like you comment on my blog. Very direct and very honest. Feel free to insult my written work or my personality, it’s up to you. After all, my blog’s name is Spit Or Swallow.

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      • http://creepypasta.com Lola

        I find myself a decent writer most of the time and I’m twelve you can’t blame stupidity on your age

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  • An Indian

    Please don’t stop writing. I didn’t enjoy the pasta, but you must keep trying. Derpbutt must have seen something in your story. Don’t get disheartened. Learn from your mistakes :)

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    • The Author

      I never stopped writing. I wrote this 10 years ago, It’s horrible. But since then I’ve won awards for writing poems and literary stuff, made it to editor in a school paper, and now I am a content writer. I write songs, too. My most recent written work is in my blog at WordPress. I hope I did improve and I hope that never again would it my readers find it a waste of time to read what I have brought forth. :) Thank you so much for the kind words :D

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  • Dee

    There are issues with this story – and I think, possibly, the main issue is that it was published in the first place. I sort of feel it’s setting the writer up to fail. If there are standards in respect of grammar etc, then Little Emma should never have appeared on the site. The tenses are all over the place. There are also plot inconsistencies, but sometimes these can be overlooked if a story is otherwise excellent. I must say that I was a somewhat confused about the message – did this mean little Emma was a lesbian stalker 9 year old ghost? Just wrong! However, what I would say is that there is potential in the writing (depending on the writer’s age). For all we know, this is a high school student or a first attempt – in which case, keep going with it. I also liked the title – for me, very important as it sets the rest of the story up. So, all in all, I think some of the comments have been unfair – the writing definitely needs work but it’s not the worst thing that’s ever been put online!

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    • The Author

      Thank you. Thank you very much!
      If you’re asking about my age at that time, I was 12. (I don’t know if I’m spamming now, I’d like to reply to every comment). I’m 22 now. :D

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  • Mr. Dafuq

    Am I the only one who didn’t completely hate this pasta? I agree, it had some pretty damn terrible parts, but it wasn’t unreadable.

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    • Mr. Dafuq

      After rereading this, I think that the story should be moved to crappypasta. I mean, come on! This story had decent grammar at least, but if it was put on crappypasta it could be rewritten so a good version would be posted here.

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  • Becca

    It wasn’t completely unreadable, but it was definitely not good. Firstly, when the author attempted to copy the way teenagers speak, it was okay in some parts, but extremely stupid in other parts such as when Emma and the main character were speaking. Secondly, although the dialogue was bad, I was hoping the plot would have some unexpected ending such as Emma wasn’t the killer, but the other guy Jake or the teacher. Overall, disappointed, but it wasn’t the worst I’ve seen

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  • DJ

    I could barely even finish this crappypasta. First of all, where did this Jake guy even come from? You abruptly changed topics and it made no sense whatsoever. This was very poorly written and I felt like I was reading it out of a teen magazine.

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