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Originally posted by DragonX2
He started talking, I couldn't hear any of his faint words as though he was mumbling to himself, I started to run away as fast as I could because I surely knew this was the day. My friends told me each year on Februar 18, that a mysterious black figure comes out and hurts kids. I was really scared so I went over to my friend's house. I knocked on the stain-tinted window and as I peared through the eyehole..
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...the tone of the dark enigmatic man's voice sent chills up my spine. i looked up at him as he smirked and extended his pale hand out and waited for me to act. what could of he wanted? was it the paper, i looked closer and held the paper to the moonlight, etched in blood, the title red "death certificate" and then i knew...