Facebook Friends is a scary creepypasta story written by Maximilian Porky. It’s about a teenager who spends too much time on Facebook and becomes obsessed.
Do you have a Facebook account? You know those people on Facebook that you don’t even know that try to add you? Well, I’m one of those people…
It all started about a year ago. A lot of things have happened since then. I never really had any intention of joining Facebook in the first place. I didn’t want to humiliate myself by letting the whole world know how unpopular I was.
I was a first class loner and I barely had any friends. I hated how no one ever talked to me. People treated me like I didn’t even exist. I kept hearing people talking about Facebook and I decided to create an account.
It was kind of scary at first, letting the entire world know what I was doing. I was giving up my privacy and freedom, but I thought it might help me finally fit in.
At first Facebook seemed very foreign to me. I had zero messages, zero notifications, and zero friend invites. It was just like in real life, only this time the whole world could see it.
Regardless, I started exploring the site. I can still recall the first thing I did when I started using Facebook. Remember the game with the fish? You know that game, right? It was my favorite! I used to spend hours on it. I would buy countless fish, but I would never feed them. I just wanted to watch them die. Watching fish die was so much fun! I probably would have played it forever if I hadn’t received that first friend request.
I couldn’t believe it. somebody wanted to be my friend! I eagerly clicked Accept. It was the best feeling that I could ever describe. After I clicked on the person’s profile, I saw what Facebook was really all about. He had hundreds of friends and countless status updates, all of them with at least five likes each. I so wanted that.
I began to snoop through his friends list and I added every single person that he was friends with. It took about five hours, but it was worth it. I didn’t know any of them and some of them just ignored me, but others accepted my request without thinking twice. As soon as I became friends with them on Facebook, I was able to learn everything about them.
I passed the first two weeks adding people. Then, I added everyone they knew. Before long, my popularity began growing exponentially. People finally knew who I was. It was all so wonderful. Some of the kids at my school even started talking to me. It was insane. I began to fall in love with social networking.
I became a Facebook addict. I hated not being online. The thought of not knowing what everyone was doing or what they were thinking was overwhelming. I hated the time I had to spend in school. Every hour away from Facebook seemed like spending an eternity in hell. I spent every free moment I had on the site. I began dreaming about using it and soon enough I stopped dreaming altogether.
I developed insomnia, which was great for me because it meant I could spend even more time on Facebook, especially since the school year had just ended. It was sweet to be able to spend every single waking moment of my life on Facebook. But spending so much time on it allowed me to also see the dark side of Facebook. There were a lot of people on there that still refused to accept my friend requests. I had sent thousands upon thousands and yet still I only had around 2000 friends. It was obvious that those people had something against me…
Why else would they not want to be friends with me?
Yes. Why else?
There had to be a solution to all of this madness and it was obvious. Yes! It was all so clear then… All I had to do was get rid of them.
I still remember my first victim. Truly, I had nothing against her. She was so young, so beautiful and so innocent. I will never forget those eyes… those piercing black eyes. The thing I remember most about her was how much she bled and how loud she screamed.
I relive that feeling every time I choose a new victim.
Come to think of it, I just sent you a friend request. If I were you, I’d think twice about clicking Deny…