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Do you feel like you're being watched? You are. You always are. You always have been, me too, I've been watched. But now I've delt with that. I've gone crazy, I've snapped. I'm not like you, I'm not patient. I wait for nothing. I don't just leave a bully alone, I kill it. Sometimes I eat him. Only the tasty ones, I feel you. I KNOW you. Isn't your feeling stronger, can you be sure you're alone. Of course you can't

You may not know me; I'm not Jeff, I'm not SlenderMan. I'm me "The biggest threat of them all. You seem Sweet, Maybe even spicy. Why are you still here, still reading? Are you asking for me to come? Lock your doors. I'm home.

Do you hear that? The breathing on your neck? I'm here, with you. This isn't a dream. This is life, you may not know, what feels right. Let me show you, my other victims. They had fun; Even if not, I did. You've been warned. Have you heard the song "Good night, Sleep tight, Don't let the bed bugs bite." Most likely yes. But there was another part to that; MY PART. "Good night, Sleep tight, Don't let the bed bugs bite. Good night, At night, don't let starring one bring fright" Who's the "Starring one you might ask? ME.

Why do I stare? You might have been told it's rude to stare. That's a LIE, a BIG FAT LIE. I stare to capture your soul. If you stare at someone you might capture their soul, or vice versa. They don't want you to know. But, why the soul? They say the eyes are the window to the soul, If that's true, then when I'm done with you, I'll laugh when your knocking on the window begging for me to stop. I'll show you my fun, You could say, You'll see my life from my eyes.

You all know killing isn't very nice, WHO CARES? Really, you don't see the world caring about pollution, that kills. So do I. MM You Taste Nice. Does you neighbor taste as good as you?

I'm not a bad person, the world made me what I am...