*This fanfic is underneath my folder titled “Creepypasta stuff”. Gacha Club character designs are underneath my forum titled “My character designs<33[2]”. Sally Dawn is a Creepypasta created by La Mishi Mishi. Uncle Johnny is a character in the original Creepypasta story, as are Sally and her parents.  Sam Williams is a Creepypasta created by camywilliams9. Laughing Jack is a Creepypasta created by Snuffbomb and Slenderman (faceless man) is a Creepypasta created by Eric Knudsen. This fanfic, given that the fandom is Creepypasta, will be a little dark, so be careful when reading. Other than that, enjoy!*

Sally was roaming the halls of her house, holding Charlie, her stuffed bear, close to her. She saw Sam tell his parents about her and Laughing Jack, but they didn’t believe him, they blamed it on his “imagination”.

She supposed that it would have been helpful to Sam if she appeared in front of his parents, but she didn’t feel like it. Partly because she didn’t want to scare them, partly because she didn’t really want to look at adults.

She could understand a bit of Sam’s frustration, even though it was nothing compared to what she felt when her parents didn’t believe her about Uncle Johnny, about how he used her and broke her and-

Sally stopped.

Outside the living room window was a tall, pale silhouette in a business suit. It had no face, it stared with no eyes. She was dead and yet, looking at that thing in the moonlit night made her feel like she was going to throw up, like all of her bloody wounds were fresh again. It was the same disgust she had felt in life, a queasy, dizzying feeling that made her want to disappear into the threads of the universe, to become nothing.

What was it doing outside her house? Was it one of the monsters that Laughing Jack said would haunt her? He had told her that she was a “Creepypasta” just like him and that “just like him” there were others.

Just like him. As if she would ever be like that heartless clown.

Her terror had twisted into burning, blistering rage and so, she threw Charlie to the ground and rose up until she was floating.

Nobody could ever make her feel hurt again. Whatever it was, that monster outside would bleed by her hands, she’d-

When she got outside, it was gone. No matter where she searched under the light of the moon, she couldn’t see the figure again.

But there was a restlessness deep inside her and Sally knew that one day, she’d have to fight all of the monsters, banish them for good.