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This is a English assigment I turned in for Class, I got an 100 (Jerma creepypasta)

this is the post the story is based on.

As the breezy hard wind pushes the cold rain against the window right outside my room, Jerma starts the stream with the usual greeting. Jerma is a 37-year-old twitch streamer. I would have just started watching Jerma a few weeks ago and he’s just been a “silly goofy guy” as everyone would describe him. But this stream would be different, it was a streaming series I haven't seen yet so I was quite excited. “Are you guys ready to “peep the horror?” “Peep the horror?” I was quite confused so I commented “What’s “peep the horror?” I was not the only one that would be confused as Jerma noticed a lot of people didn’t know what “peep the horror” was. After he noticed he soon started to explain that “peep the horror” would just be him playing the game of the night but he would show a pulsating red and black mass on the screen. He continued that the deal was that everyone who saw it would think it was the funniest thing ever, but there would be one viewer that would drop dead. After explaining he took one breath and stared at the camera “and if you look away, you’ll have to be ready to face the consequences.” It took long enough for everyone to understand but he said it too fast for anyone to react in chat. I didn’t know how to feel. By far he’s only been silly but it felt like there was a serious mood change, I ignored my feelings, and now I wish I didn’t and would have turned it off. After a while, he would start playing Mario 64 while talking about how he used to be a substitute teacher. Ring- Ring- I look quickly to see my mom call me, as I pick up my phone and answer my mom says “Oh honey, I’m so sorry but I and your father are going to be late home but there’s leftovers in the fridge.”

“Oh okay, I lov-” I let out a sigh as the call ended before I got to finish. Upset I look back at the stream thinking how it’s the 3rd time this week my parents would leave me alone. But at least I would have Jerma. I went downstairs with my laptop on Jerma’s stream to get something to eat, mom said there were leftovers but as luck would have it I would have already eaten them at lunch that day, so I decided to put the frozen chicken in the microwave. As I go to look back at the screen there I see it. A red and black pulsating mass followed by massive spam in the chat with everyone laughing except me, I thought I would be the one to drop dead, why was everyone laughing except me? I’m gonna die. I keep repeating to myself with my heart pounding out of my chest, I feel ready for my soon-to-be cold pale body to fall dead. -BEEP -BEEP I quickly look back to see that my chicken is done with my heart slowing down realizing that I’m fine.

“I’m fine, I’m fine” I repeat to myself while looking at my chicken in the microwave. I chuckle, thinking to myself how dumb I must look for being so scared at A JERMA STREAM!!! Even thinking about this, I decided that it would be better for me to go to bed early since I was not even that hungry, I’ll be fine.

The next morning I woke up with a stomach ache from not eating the night before. I still remember what happened but I had thought to myself that it was all fake. Probably just a nightmare. On my walk to school, I felt a sense behind me as if someone or something was watching, so I began to walk faster. But I felt it getting closer, and closer and closer. Then I saw Emmet, he’s been the one to introduce me to Jerma, we have been friends since we were 5.

“EMMET!!!” He turns back, taking out his earphone confused. I rush over out of breath

“Are you okay? You didn’t have to run?” he asks confused by how I looked like

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” I say to him while still looking back

“Alright let's go, you gonna make me late,” He said while leaving me behind

“Oh yea, also did you see the “peep the horror” stream last night?”

Wait… it did happen?

“Yea um… do you know if it's real?” I say quietly, Emmet chuckles and continues

“Omg, don’t tell me you're scared, I’m sure it's fake but it's funny to think someone just dies”

“Oh okay,” I say while still feeling unsure. I don’t know, I usually calm down whenever Emmet reassures me that everything will be fine but this time I still had a gut feeling. While walking in silence for like 5 or 10 seconds Emmet changes the topic to change the mood.

“Also oh my god do you remember Robin?” Emmet has been talking about him for a while and every time he brings his name up, he smiles

“Do you mean the guy you never stop talking about? Emmet??” I respond with a smirk on my face

“Shut up” Emmet yells quickly embarrassed

I laugh, but then let him continue.

A blue and black backpack hit the floor of my room as I fell back on my bed exhausted from school. I let out a sigh as I turned to Look out the window thinking about what to do, it was cloudy. I'm just gonna stay inside again, Emmet said that Jerma’s gonna stream again so I’m probably going to watch it even though I should not, I mean it’s not like there’s anything else to do. I’m just gonna have to wait until my parents call to tell me they're gonna be late again.

“What’s up guys today we’ll be doing Peep the horror again…and again... If you look away, be real to face what happens…” Jerma’s voice says coming from the laptop

I must be crazy to watch him again from what happened last night but really what is there to do? And I still like Jerma, I’m easily scared. As I keep watching the stream every time the red mass would show, I turn away from the screen. The image was just disturbing to look at, I don’t feel comfortable looking at it. I keep doing this until I turn back and Jerma is just staring at me. Not at the camera but at me. His face did not look like it used to. His mouth didn’t exist anymore, it was just like his face melted onto itself, and his nose was just a bump. He didn’t have eyelids anymore and they were red shot. So I look away and look back to make sure this isn’t fake but then he makes a weird gurgling sound and then loudly says "mods, go get that guy RIGHT NOW." Terrified, I close the laptop as fast as I can.

“That wasn’t Jerma, I’m going insane, I’m going insane,” I say to myself not believing what I had seen.

BANG BANG, I jump up from my bed, my laptop hitting the ground

BANG BANG

It’s coming from downstairs from the front door. No no, there’s no way right? I take my phone from my pocket and tune in to Jerma’s stream.

BANG BANG

They’re still banging on the door but as the stream loads there’s no sight of Jerma all you could hear was the vents.

While I’m looking at the stream I realize the banging has stopped, as I look up and open the door of my room to check if they’re still at the front door I quickly get interrupted by a cut of the stream.

It’s Jerma but he’s not at his house, he’s in the kitchen but it looks familiar, as he walks around the kitchen he drops something. But I hear it from downstairs and I look again at the stream.

“That’s my kitchen…in my house…” I whisper in realization, starting to panic slowly glazing at the hallway from my room.

“Already everyone let's head up the stairs,” Jerma says but then hears an echo of his voice “Looks like someone is watching my stream” he looks at the camera. Then he makes those gurgling noises and the camera goes blurry then the sound of loud fast footsteps coming from the hallway. I fall to the ground and get under my bed as fast as I can trying to process what’s happening. Then it goes quiet and the footsteps are gone. I can only hear the sound of my breath. I looked around to see if there was any sign of Jerma but it was like a ghost town. Before getting out from under the bed I notice my phone is just in the middle of the floor. From under the bed, I reach out my hand, as I’m grabbing my phone something has dripped down on my hand, It can’t be. I get my phone, I call the police trying to stay calm because at any moment he can kill me.

“We’ll be right on our way”

I look up and there's a small puddle of drool in the middle of the floor, he’s still on the ceiling but meanwhile, I need somehow to protect myself. Then I remember my parent’s have a gun under the floor plank in their room, I have used it one time before. I start getting myself ready to get out from under the bed and run.

“1, 2..and..3!” I push myself out under the bed, getting up and running to my parent’s room. “Alright chat we have found them” I heard Jerma behind me said, I figured he was still streaming. As I’m distracted I trip on the floor so I look behind me and up. His whole body is twisted, his limbs are turned how they aren’t supposed to. I get up almost falling down again running with my heart pounding out of my chest. I lock the bedroom door behind me hearing banging. I have heard about what I think Jerma is, I think he’s a skinwalker, I shouldn’t have looked away from the screen crap, people have talked about him being one but I thought it was just a joke. I look around the empty yet clean room. It really tells you how long they have been gone for, but I can think about that right now I need to find something put in front of the door so he doesn’t get in. I look to the left and right beside me there’s a couch not very big but will do, so I pull forward and in front of the door. I add more stuff on top. As I pull back the wooden plank, I scrabble to the floor and reach for the gun. The banging isn’t stopping, but then I feel it, the metal handle. I look if there’s any ammo in the gun. One metal bullet. I got one shot as I got up to check if there was any more ammo in the room. There's a burst through the door. Jerma’s face peeks in.

“Here’s Jerma..” He says with a full grin on his face but it doesn't look normal, it looks terrifying. His eyes are red shot with his pupils dilated then I notice his neck is twisted. I pull the gun out and point to Jerma’s face or what used to be Jerma. There we are staring at each other across the room. I aim.

“I guess I should have peeped the horror,” I say putting my finger on the trigger and shooting it

PEW

I stand watching the bullet go through Jerma’s forehead and hear the body hit the floor.

I fall to the floor, staring down at the gun I have used to kill that thing. Red and blue lights hit my face from the window. It was the police. They won’t believe me. I faint from probably being under all this stress.

It’s been a few months since that happened, it never got out that I had killed what was supposed to be Jerma. Everyone just thought he got kidnapped. Everyday ever since I always find myself thinking that nothing would have happened if I just Peep the horror.

#creepypasta #jerma

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