Ghastly Gloria

A pasta I made in like, 2018. I genuinely thought this was good when I wrote it. I've edited this story just to get rid of my deadname, the rest of this story is actually a genuine piece I wrote in 2018... like, I actually thought this was good. I may try to do a re-make later on if I feel motivated enough :,) either way, enjoy my edgy 5th grade crappy-pasta.

Also TW: sewer-slide (near the end)

I wake up to the same white ceiling that I had been waking up to that roof since I was just born. Although if you are that kind of person who would go all- 'Today is a new day time to get up!!' I would get sad when I wake up. Why? Because I had to say goodbye to my best friend. And I had nobody living with me except for my parents.. I had a girl who looked about 16 just one year younger than me. But she wasn't in my awake moments... she was in my dreams. When I had first met her I was around 10 I was in a big fluffy king sized bed with a bunch of soft pillows. I was wearing all white. Such as jeans and a t-shirt. And she was sitting on the edge of my bed. She was just 9 and she wore a red velvet dress and small braced black shoes. Her hair was long and had the colour of a chocolate brown. "Hello, my name is Gloria" she said to me. She was facing me playing with her hair. "I'm Erik, where am I?" I asked her. My voice was shaky but I felt a giant warm gust of wind hug me. It was comforting and pleasant. "You are in a dream world. But do not be scared, everything is safe here..." she said to me.

She started carving a smile into her small pail face. She looked very friendly but she also looked very shy. I wondered if she had been in all of my dreams. Although I had only had 3 dreams in my entire life and they were all just me in a blank room with one little table, chairs, and a cup of water with some bread. It was never threatening or scary. It was just... nice. "I am just going to tell you, that I am going to be in every dream you have for the rest of your life, will you be my friend?" She put out her hand as if she was expecting me to shake it. "Okay, I do need new friends... I don't have any.." I grabbed her hand and shook it. Then I woke up in my real bed the same white roof and the same room. Drowsy and still tired. So that's how me met and now we have from when we were just 11 and 12. I was in the same bed same place with Gloria sitting on my bed again but this time her legs were crossed and her body was facing right at me. "Hey Erik! Nice to see you again sleepyhead!" She said with a wide smile. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and it was much longer. She was wearing a black hoodie, a blood red t-shirt that had the words 'GHASTLY' printed on it, and some white jeans along with some converse sneakers that were dyed the same colour as her shirt.

I had been dreaming every day now but we would talk about different things, such as video games, school, and... just stuff. "Hey Gloria, how've you been?" I replied. She moved a piece of hair out of her face and then spoke. "I've been okay I guess. I'm only active when you start to dream, but I've been good." She said to me. Her voice was much deeper from when she was just a little girl. Her eyes had turned a bright green over the years, they used to be a dark brown a little lighter than her hair. We chatted for about 5 hours until I had started to wake up. "Sorry, Gloria I have to go. I'm starting to wake up." I said frowning. "It's okay Erik, I'll see you in your next dream!" She said before the bright white light shined between us and I woke up in my bed with the same roof and room. Now we come to when we were just getting into our teens, just around 15 and 14. I wake up in the same bed, same clothes, same mumbo jumbo. "Hey Erik! Nice to see ya again." She said with another big smile on her face. This time she was wearing a red long sleeve tartan shirt that was tucked into a black skirt, followed by some black high tops and long white socks. Her hair was much longer now almost to the floor. "Hey Gloria" I replied to her.

We started talking for ages now. Around 4 or 5 hours... something was different about her. Like she was hiding something that she really didn't want anyone to know... then I saw the bright light and knew I was waking up. So we said our goodbyes and I woke up starring at the same roof same room. Fast forward a few years. Now we have today we were about 17 and 16. But when I started dreaming....Gloria wasn't on my bed she was standing up in a white baggy shoulder less dress with black smoke looking patterns at the bottom same with the long sleeves and fishnet stockings. She was wearing red knee high boots but they had the same black some from the dress on them but they were connecting. And this part was the part that scared me the most her dress until the waist was covered in blood. And she had a foggy misty sort of thing under her it was black and red. It matched her boots. "G-Gloria?" She said nothing. Her fringe was dyed orange and she started floating. She finally looked up at me. There was a long smile carved into her cheeks and it was oozing black blood. The same blood came from her eyes. "Hello, Erik.. why do you look so scared? You're afraid of me aren't you...." she said dangling her head onto her shoulder. I couldn't do anything I was helpless. I knew I was about to die I just shut my eyes and furrowed my eyebrows. She gave me a kiss on the forehead before plunging a knife into my heart. I woke up in my to see not my room but the living room ceiling. I saw a figure standing over me. It was Gloria she looked the same as from when I was dreaming. I ran into the kitchen and got a chair. Then went to the garage and found an old rope I ran back to the living room and stood on the chair. I tied the rope to a support beam and the other end around my neck I took one last gasp of breath before kicking the chair out from under me...

BREAKING NEWS 17 year old boy, Erik Hunter commits suicide after dreaming about a girl named Gloria who killed him in his dream. Who then was there standing over him with a knife when he woke up. Police are still searching for Gloria and if she is found she will given the death penalty. More at 6:00.

I'm guessing from reading this you thought Gloria would never come back. You were wrong on that. Gloria is still out there looking for her next victim. Also you my be wondering how I'm writing this when I'm dead... it's a very easy explanation. Erik Hunter wasn't the one writing this... Gloria was the one writing this... and I'm coming for you next... what's that standing right next to you?

The End... for now...

Hey guys! I hope you guys enjoyed my creepy pasta character's back story!! This was inspired by a bunch of other creepy pasta characters such as Jeff The Killer, Laughing Jill, and Tikey Toby. Some of my favourites. Also I got the idea to draw my character as well as making the story from an AMAZING artist on YouTube Jordan Persgeti (I hope I spelt it right...) anyway go see his videos on YouTube right now!! Byee wait what's that behind me? Oh shit.. no no no NO NO NO!!

Hello *deadname*'s followers Gloria here. *deadname*'s already been disposed of... now it's your turn.. I'm coming for you *old mutual of mine* ...

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