The weird things are actually quite wonderful

*This fanfic is under my folder “Creepypasta stuff”. Gacha Club character designs are under this forum: https://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic/117842-my-character-designs-lt-33-3?start=225. The main character is Janice Grossman, my OC. She is the ship daughter of the internet horror Creepypasta characters, Laughing Jack (demonic clown) and Jeff the Killer (knife-wielding serial killer). Endora is also my OC! Janice is a six year old kindergartener in this. Anyway, enjoy!*

I’m sitting in the back of the cafeteria like I always do, eating the chunks of human meat my Knife-Dad cut up. It’s not like I need to eat it, though. I don’t need to eat anything.

But sometimes I want to, so I always ask my parents for food. Speaking of which, I hope Endora likes the chocoroaches I gave her earlier. I’m not going to sit next to her because she sits next to too many people. And they all sound annoying.

Some of the other kids are staring at me. Probably because of the blood that’s dripping on my clothes. Eating humans is very messy! But none of them come up to me. They don’t want to. I know they think I’m weird. They’re always talking about it like I can’t hear. Like right now-

“What is she EATING?”

“It looks so gross!”

As if the hot lunch at school is better. I’ve seen the pizzas and bagels they serve! The cheese looks all slimy and the bagels are hard as rocks, but they still like eating them! And don’t get me started on the cheese sticks!

That’s why I like eating stuff from home. It’s actually good. It’s also why I like to sit alone, so nobody else can bother me…but why is Endora coming up to me with her stuff? She never-wait.

“The chocoroaches were kind of crunchy but they were pretty good.” Endora says when she sits next to me. 

I can’t believe that she-well of course I knew, they are good!-But still, I didn’t think she would really like them.

And she’s sitting next to me too! Nobody at school has ever sat next to me before.

“You are scary sometimes, but it’s pretty cool! Do you…do you want to be my friend?” Endora asks, looking up at me like she means it. Wait, does she?

Friend. Friend. My parents keep telling me that I’m not supposed to make friends with humans. They don’t think that humans make good friends.

But she’s nice to me and I really do want to tell her all sorts of things!

“Yes. You can be my friend.” I say.

She smiles and wraps her arms around me very tightly. She’s much shorter than me, like many humans, but still, she’s…giving me a hug.

I hug her back with just my arms, making sure not to touch her. I don’t want to get blood on her dress.