"Jason the ToyMaker" by Krisantyl | MrCreepyPasta's Storytime

[Music] [Music] I don't have memories left of my past the faces of my real parents were like faded masks in my mind I only have some remains of my childhood faceless names and total darkness at the age of nine something had happened in my family the trauma was so deep that it made me forget most of my life I only had the shred of a memory related to my best friend he was the only one that I had it was an image stuck in my mind going together with laughter in the background and The Melody

of a music box among the black holes of my Amnesia I caught a glimpse of his honey colored eyes and his dark mahogany hair I remembered his friendly smile but nothing else all the rest disappeared in the darkness so did he the memories went back to the orphanage some amazing foster parents Melina and Steven who gave me back the warm feeling of having a family adopted me a feeling which I had forgotten they raised me in their house until the age of 15 my amnesia led me to go to examinations and psychological checkups which year

after year were slowly starting to fail it looked like I wouldn't be able to get my memory back on one hand I wanted to know what happened but on the other an odd feeling of anxiety obviously there was some unpleasant consequence to my trauma it was just like some paranoia of being persecuted by something the doctors told my parents it must have been linked to a particular memory which was continuously stimulated neither the cause nor what exactly it was was clear but despite my efforts I couldn't focus on it I felt like I was being

observed not by people but by the stuffed animals in my room it was stupid I know at the beginning they were simply toys but time and time again their big round eyes seemed to stare at me since I was little I thought the stuffed toys in my room were alive and sometimes I tried to prove it I spied out of my room with the door left a jar then I turned back suddenly and never took my eyes off them not until I felt a bit of a burning sensation from not blinking that memory was one

of the few from my childhood that still made me smile but that's changed now Time After Time the stuffed toys were the one St staring at me it almost looked like they wanted to test me I couldn't bear it anymore the thought was rooted in my mind at times it seemed to me that they moved turned their little faces towards me at other times they made small almost unnoticeable noises in my room now this couldn't be true obviously why did this thought persist me why did I hate those stuffed toys in spite of everything why

didn't I just get rid of them I could have given them to other children or thrown them into the trash and one day I tried I really did but when I took one of them in my arms a strong sense of anxiety and Terror stopped me I always ended up putting them back to their places on the furniture on my bed on the shelves and then I had to take my anxiety pills there was only one toy I took along with me during the night despite my age I I couldn't separate from him and I

felt a familiar affection from him that started long before my Amnesia I found him in my wardrobe at the orphanage and from there on out we became Inseparable it was a sweet bunny with ears as long as him on one side it was red and on the other side was a caramel color he wore a black waist coat with two long sleeves that draped down to one point at his feet and dashed An Elegant collar that dawned pointed tips at every edge of the fabric his little left Beed eye was covered with a stylish frill

eye patch and at the center were a black button it was funny it looked like the only stuffed toy that was harmless he slept by my side ever since I was little just like that night [Music] after I snuck under the sheets falling asleep almost instantly among the creaking old [Music] walls I was standing still in the darkness unable to move and I couldn't understand how I ended up there surrounded only by the distilled silence something slimy grabbed my wrist and it held me so tightly that an instant pain shot right through me a set

of white nails slowly penet ated My Flesh I watched them cut through my skin making me bleed I screamed and cried but a laugh bellowed through covering my desperate pleas she belongs to me a voice whispered to me within that dark abyss two green sparkling eyes appeared before me they were a few inches away from my face you are only a hind Hance to me he laughed amused by my pain while he pierced needles under my nails into my flesh he ruined my body with Rusty tools on the contrary he said he was going to

fix me up I noticed an Open Door the only thing that I could distinguish from the darkness my eyes blurred by the pain I saw a glimpse of people standing still gazing down at me the image of that door got closer and as it did to my horror a new vision came into Focus their vacant Expressions I saw that they were not real people they were dolls and in some way I felt a strong sense of nausea overcome me just from the side of them there was something about them that made me weak to my

stomach and maybe maybe it was their extraordinary and maab resemblance to real people she belongs to me with that I woke up my eyes wide open and the beating of my heart so loud that I could feel it pounding inside my throat I couldn't breathe so I stood up I collapsed back down I rubbed my eyes and I realized that I was sweating the bunny fell letting upside down I leaned down for him and put him back on the bed my breathing returned to its normal Pace but the image of those needles dirty from blood

those terrifying dolls remain embedded in my mind mind I never had a nightmare like that [Music] before the feelings were so terribly real I still felt those claws making a hole in my flesh but I was relieved I woke up the door squeaked it was my mom coming in the room as soon as she saw my exhausted face a smile on hers faded away honey are you okay yeah uh I only had a nightmare everything's all right now well okay Daisy came to visit you I told her to wait for you in the living room

with that I got out from bed I was just poorly I didn't want my best friend to see me in that way in a span of a few minutes I came out of my room neat and ready in my haste I was out of breath finally I met Daisy in middle school and ever since then we were inseparable she was kind and a gorgeous person she was always welcome in our house my parents appreciated her good manners but what I loved about her especially was that she never asked me anything about my past my adoption

my parents my memories I chose to tell her about my Amnesia in complete confidence the day was nice and sunny so we laid down in the garden under an old toell tree we talked while Sheltering from the Sun in the shade of the tree I I had brought some colored pencils and blank sheets of paper and we both started drawing Daisy grew bored immediately she had no interest in drawing and it appeared nature did little to entertain her she started picking flowers putting them in her blonde braid while she gossiped about Louisa a girl who

lived for being the center of people's attention while my friend was talking I listened to her without taking my eyes off the sheet of paper entranced by my artwork who's that it was as if I fell asleep and then exact moment I batted my eyelids in front of the sheet of paper and I felt rather confused about seeing a drawing repeated several times on the same character uh I don't know I did not have the slightest idea who he was the clearest drawing showed a man wearing a black jacket with an extravagant and volumous fur

on his shoulders he had a beautiful happy smile and two yellow eyes that were covered a bit by his Fringe he wore dark clothing and in his hands he was holding a little blue case resembling a music box um maybe I saw him in an illustration [Music] book illustration book why would you waste your time with those these days it's too hot for reading and drawing let's go get some ice cream Daisy furer brow changing the subject of our conversation seemingly not interested at all night fell she belongs to me I woke up at 2:

a.m. breathing rapidly I curled up feeling the wall behind my back I I put my hands over my face I breathed deeply it was just a dream it was just a dream I looked over at the bunny next to me which was looking back at me with his black eye and with an irritated glance I threw it to the floor since the moment I started sleeping with that thing my dreams turned into meaningless nightmares I turned around to rest my legs and in that moment I touched something with my foot I elevated my gaze and

I noticed a doll sitting on my bed at first I was frozen in place all I could do was stare at her I didn't understand how she appeared there my mind started thinking back to my parents maybe maybe they had been Maybe maybe they had given me a present perhaps I didn't have a real thing for dolls and to tell the truth her presence in my room seriously bothered me it was a Peculiar Doll made of wax with unusual characteristics she had a headdress of flowers a few locks of her hair caressed her cheeks she

wore an embroidered white lace dress with a black ribbon tied to her waist her arms were un ordinarily long she had long tapering fingers that were far from normal what caught my attention the most was a rose put at the center of her mouth as if it were supposed to silence her I looked at her closely scanned her under the Moonlight I touched her face and realized there was something wrong I kneeled down and tried to get an even closer look at her I then heard something a sort of a sort of subdued sound like

a like a wheeze it was coming from the same doll it was it was coming from the doll screaming I let her fall down to the floor and stood up in horror trembling violently pushing myself back to the wall screaming for my parents that's when things turned surreal the wall next to the door enlarged like there was a a bubble between the paint and the cement slowly some cracks appeared as they increased in Number the paint fell into pieces landing on the floor as it revealed a blue door I hadn't the slightest idea of what

was happening these kinds of things only happen in in movies or our imagination but in my astonishment I felt something something was going to come out of that door and to my suspicion from the door inched the same black hands that I witnessed in my nightmares aren't you happy about Daisy coming to visit you are you said the monster standing on the threshold of that door I didn't like her either she screamed a lot Daisy what did she have to do with this I looked around confused looking for the presence of my friend that obviously

was not there anymore before finally my eyes passed over the doll that blonde hair and face made a of wax look strangely familiar I held my breath a nightmare it must have been another nightmare I rushed over to the doll and I turned her face in my trembling hands I put my ear over her chest and heard another sound along with that terrible whee the pounding of a heart Daisy Daisy I cried desperately it had to be a nightmare something like this could not be happening my parents must have been just outside of the Dora

they they must have heard me screaming but the monster blocked the entrance he pulled the door shut locking it deforming the wood my parents were banging on the other side calling out to me to open it I didn't know what to do it didn't look like a dream it was perfectly clear it was more real than those nightmares of darkness and torture my heart was beating so fast it felt like it could crack my ribs just on its own I felt the sweat on my forehead and the doll trembling in my hands which I couldn't

keep still the monster stood at the entrance not moving from there in the halflight I could see his evil smirk as if he were waiting for my reaction I unbuttoned Daisy's dress who looked imprisoned under her tons of wax and I started to dig trying to set her free I dug and I dug and I dug while her moans became more intense until I felt something wet under my nails I looked at my hands covered with blood her skin must have been mixed with the wax and and the digging I did was not helping her

at all that thing that thing that's supposed to be Daisy was suffering her wheezing was blood curdling but her expression was still that of an impassive doll I trembled with horror I had to repress a wretch and suddenly suddenly I felt fingers wrapping around my arm my dear boy you've ruined your doll his white eyes sparkled with a pale green light you even threw Mr Bunny on the floor but I forgive you you must return to the place where you belong by my side who the hell are you I shook like mad trying to set

myself free while my parents were trying to break down the door the expression of that creature was filled with astonishment I am Jason the toy maker your faithful friend the only one you could trust at hearing that name something moved in my memories like an like an electric shock running from my brain and through my body with a loud crash my father burst through my bedroom door and bathed the room in light but I could finally see him clearly the monster's face primed a bomb that exploded setting me free from the memories that were buried

deep in the corners of my mind all those years I remember the day that we met for the first time the toys that seemed to Blossom from his hands I remembered his friendly smile that gradually that gradually turned into a sharp and sadistic smirk that day he showed me with his expression he he expected me to give him more attention because of his arrogance he believed he deserved everything from me but he grew tired of me then then he showed me what he really was he revealed that he slowly killed off every person that I

had in my life I managed to escape from his clutches running as far as I could away from him but no matter how far I ran the smell of blood and the decomposed flesh lingered in the air it was you I was possessed by anger and I started hitting him you Jason was smiling as if it was tickling him he didn't have any remorse for ruining my my life he was a possessive Beast who concealed himself from my childish eyes behind an angel's face he was able to give me everything and at the same time

to destroy everything around me he was a demon of course it was me my Splendid creature Mr Bunny even showed it to you I made for you many toys I can't wait to introduce you to your new dolls mommy and daddy said something hit his head it shattered into a million pieces my father had a wooden chair he had aimed the blow at the monster but the thing that had broke was the wood Jason's smile turned into an infuriated scowl and his grip increased on my wrist he looked around when my father saw Jason's face

he opened his eyes wide my mother covered her mouth to conceal her screams my father didn't waste time he tried again to set me free with an angered grin Jason released me into my father's arms together with my parents I ran from that room we quickly towards an escape from the house my father opened the door but instead instead of the Garden Path there was Jason's Workshop oh my boy I give you one last chance after which I'll dye the walls with the blood of all the people who surrounded you to the kitchen quick we

ran to the kitchen hearing that Monster's laugh following us we could still see through the windows the toymaker's little Factory the terror overwhelmed me and Daisy's blood on my fingers were more real than anything else that I could have felt there was no way that this could have been a nightmare I turned around where's Dad my mother grabbed a knife and got closer to me holding me tightly in her arms Steven we SED with relief when we saw him coming through the kitchen hurry up before my mother's voice faded and went horse we stared at

Dad's pale face he walked slowly with a blank expression eyes staring into space and then he fell to the floor behind him appeared Jason's Frozen smile the toy maker looked at me with crazed eyes dad's battery Undead he needs a bit of a recharge Jason revealed a giant mechanical Key Driving in my father's back already stained with blood he turned it with a force twisting my father's backbone at the second turn I shouted covering my ears blocking out the sound of breaking bones but I couldn't help taking my eyes off my father's body contorting itself

like a snake go away be gone leave my child alone my mother held me tight at her chest and despite the terror and tears she shed her face resembled that of a lionist shielding her cub silence woman it's not you who I want to talk to the Furious toy maker pointed his white Claw at me come with me my sweet friend we will have fun together we will be back to laughing like we did all those years ago no you're a psychopath I I don't know what kind of monster you are but I want you

out I want you out of my life at the sound of my refusal Jason's face clouded over he started to rage to contor himself to jerk his head as if he had somehow broken because of me out of your life out of your life he screamed grinding his teeth his face becoming more terrifying I was the only one staying by your side when your parents abandoned you at the orphanage I was a loyal friend while the one surrounding you used you laughed at you he came closer I gave you all my attention I gave you

all of my toys you needed nothing else no one else and I never asked for anything in return I had your best intentions in mind that's why I destroyed everything that hurt you your parents were never going to come back to you anyway the other children they were better off dead I wanted you to be happy by my side and after I looked for you for so long you even forgot me I was a true friend and you turned your back on me suddenly he his Furious face relaxed but not his insane smile ah but

of course if you had forgotten me when I gave you everything there must be something wrong with you what you really were a very bad child so I have to fix you up my mother who was paralyzed by Jason's tyde suddenly awoke and pointed her knife at him if you dare lay a hand on my son I swear I will kill you Jason looked at my mother with a challenging gaze and slowly came closer the knife was trembling in my mother's hand all the while the toy maker gave her that menacing grin she couldn't stand

the tension she pushed me behind her and hurled herself on him my mother stabbed him repeatedly in his chest what should have been piercing his heart and the monster opened his eyes wide he made a contortion of pain and my mother smiled triumphant but in that moment a smirk reappeared on Jason's face he opened his arms with nonchalant my mother was shocked and Stood Still for just a second but she was possessed by the need to protect her family her son and return to her attack trying desperately to make him react somehow the disgusting sounds

of Flesh pierced by knife could be heard clearly while the shirt was ripping but Jason kept his balance perfectly that's enough now with a swift motion of his hand he knocked my mother roughly to the floor I'll be in trouble if you scratched it I was by my mother's side as quickly as I could helping her get to her knees the side of her face was already swollen my eyes left to the toy maker I was waiting for him to attack but I was petrified when I glimpsed what he was doing he unbuttoned his shirt

and drove his nails into his chest close enough to the injuries that he had gotten from the knife he sank his claws into the Flesh and slowly started pulling on the opposite sides the wound appeared as a little rip in the center which enlarged as the skin and muscle shredded like paper a thick black liquid dripped to the floor it was not blood even if it was it must have been something rotten something sparkled in his exposed rib cage he took his hand off the exposed chest and covered the hole with his shirt hiding the

music box that started to play from the inside he then came closer I wanted to scream I wanted to beg but the horror that I had witnessed left me completely paralyzed to do anything it only took a yank for the toy Master to tear her out of my arms he lifted her without effort and pulled her into his chest he clenched one arm around her neck while holding the knife wielding hand in the other now I'll show you what happens to worms that get in my way he slowly bent her arm the opposite direction she

cried from pain while trying to set herself free but that monster was too strong with a sickening snap the bones shattered all right all right please I'll come with you I shouted with all the voice that I had in my body Jason raised his stare and gave me a serious look my mother was becoming paler due to the pain and the blood loss she needed my help but there was nothing that I could do you can take me with you but leave my mother alone I said after all we're friends right I tried to make

a convincing [Music] smile despite the fact that I was trembling from head to toe and my eyes were filled with Tears Jason smirked he was outright satisfied and pleased with his victory excellent choice my boy at that moment his arms took back their usual color his laceration sealed in a few seconds and he was back to his usual appearance his face returned to normal but I already knew what he concealed behind those amber colored eyes it seems Jason accepted my surrender but before leaving my mother he took out of his pocket a small red windup

Mouse it was unmistakably a toy he grabbed my mother from her jaw and pushed it into her mouth what's wrong Mom did the mouse take your tongue he laughed amused pushing her away from him [Music] I saw my mother's eyes wide and frightened a [Music] light she felt to her knees her jaw her nose and her eyes a bloody pole she fell to the ground a stain of blood enlarged from under her body blood and pieces of Flesh spurted onto me but I was paralyzed in front of my mother's corpse well Jason did didn't stop

laughing why why did you do that the toy makers overwhelming Shadow covered me and bent down to me his face got closer which was soiled by a tear in his flesh because I'm not your friend anymore I'm your creator his long slender fingers snaked around my throat now let me fix you up [Music]