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Creepypasta Short Stories

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Trenderman

"That looks lovely on you, Bullet." My best friend, Kenni, says as I step out of the dressing room of Hot Topic.

I stepped over to the mirror and looked at the outfit that I was willing to buy. The plaid skirt I had on matched the shirt and glove I found. I went back and changed into the clothes I had on before. I came out of the dressing room and went to look for more clothes. Kenni saw Marion and Foxy walk into the store and went over to talk to both of them. I saw a black leather skirt and I wanted it.

It was too high for my reach and I was 6'8". Then someone got it down for me.

"I could've asked!" I said.

"Thought I would be nice to help a good looking girl like you, Bullet." A male voice said next to me.

I spun around and saw a tall looking male stand with the skirt in his left hand.

"Thank you and who are you?" I ask curiously.

"I am Trenderman and I have to say that you have good taste in fashion, my dear." He said.

He was about 8'9" and wore a white dress shirt with a vest and slacks. He had no face which I drew as being odd. He gave me the skirt and before I could thank him, he was gone. I went to the counter to pay for my clothes. I had a strange feeling that I would see this 'Trenderman' again very soon.