I seem to be hearing a lot about creepypastas lately, so I decided to listen to one about Chuck E. Cheese's while I draw, instead of listening to music like I usually do.
Aaah, I shouldn't have....
I knew I'd be scared senseless afterwards, but it seems like everyone else can handle these things so I can too, right?
Wrong.
I might not be able to stay up very late tonight, because I'll be too busy cowering in fear under my bedsheets...... in the heat.
Chuck E. escaped. He'll eat you in the middle of the night.
I think I'll go back to listening to music. Fall Out Boy, G-Dragon, Amazarashi, comfort me...
