Looking back at the story again, instead of making a creepypasta (which was originally the game plan), I ended up making arguably a depressing fanfiction of sorts. ^^;
Like I said, this was supposed to be a creepypasta, but I failed. I was focusing more on the depressing stuff more than anything. I mean granted, I was gonna go for a build up from depressing to unsettling, but that didn't go according to plan.
This story isn't really bad, but the way how it's written, it cannot be classified as a creepypasta. Because of that, I'm no longer gonna call it a creepypasta. It's just a depressing "fanfiction" (let's go with that) about a boy who may or may not have some... issues. I cannot say what I mean by that because that is up to your interpretation about its ending and possibly the story as a whole.
Do I have plans for making a sequel?
Because I don't think it's really necessary. In fact, when I was writing this, I never had plans on continuing it to begin with. It's just a one-time deal for me is all.
In all seriousness, I do hope you'll enjoyed it anyway and please do send me feedbacks on what I could do to make it into a legitnament creepypasta... if possible. ^^;