this is an important story but please don't read it. i'm begging you not to read this unless you are willing to hide for a very long time. months. years. decades.
there was a man. he was a normal person. mostly. he had a job at a bank and was a nice guy. mostly.
this man was a killer. the most brutal, disgusting person you can imagine. add household items (scissors, pencils, knives' etc.) and you have a person who enjoys pain. his own and other's.
he met people at any place he went and all the time, picking out 13 victims. 13 is an unlucky number. the man hated luck. except bad luck. he loved bad luck.
he tracked them, all 13, breaking into they're houses and as they sleep he slaughtered them with anything sharp he can find in the house. your lucky pencil, could have just killed you. your old boy scout knife, your favorite tool, kills you. 13 times he would stab you with it. he loved that number, the bad number. even numbers can cause fear. anything can cause fear.
13 times he stabbed 13 victims. he's making another list. your on it if you're reading this.
he will find you if you read that. he will hide outside your window.
he will kill you.
so the only way to live is to hide. hide for 13 years and it might be safe by then. maybe.
its not my fault. i warned you. trust me i hate it. iv'e been hiding for 13 years. its time to pass it on to someone else. sorry it has to be you.
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Aaaand as I replay it every hair on the back on my neck stands on end...I turn around...there's my sister, staring....
O_O Freaky~
I thought I'd have a heart attack.
She simply laughed at me, then turned around to leave. She stepped on a plastic spider I had put there and jumped out of her skin. At least it's not only us and the YouTubers.