the nightmare

It all happened 15 years ago, when the creepypastas raided My house. You might ask why? I will explain why and how. My mother and father were the best I could wish for they loved me, even though I was an introvert and had C.I.P.A and insomnia. They didn't look at me like a freak like most people did, instead they played with me and helped me through the emotional pain I felt from school. But one night they took them away, they killed them, took the kidneys with them and much more, it was a gruesome sight. The only reason why I survived was because of 2 people, one had a yellow hoodie, light blue jeans, black hiking shoes and a black ski mask with a frowny face on it in red. he had a Glock 19 straped to his left thigh and a knife in his right hand The other also had a hoodie on, a brown one with a blue hood, dark grey pants, black and white shoes, a black and Gray mask in front of his mouth and orange goggles on. He had 2 hatchets hanging in his holster around his hips. The reason my loving parents were killed by them was because the knew that they existed, they had multiple fights But my parents always won them, and since they refused to join them and become a proxy. my parents died because they were caught off-gaurd. It's not easy fighting a large group of supernaturals when your badly wounded.

i don't own the artwork and the creepypastas, i only own the story