It is just after eight o'clock in the morning the the text message come through. My phone is on the kitchen counter, next to my bowl of cereal and the display flashes into life I ignore it. It's Saturday morning and all I want to do is eat breakfast and play my iPad in peace, if it's important they'll call that's what I always say. A few minutes later the phone vibrates again, it's tone The needy chirping of a bird I pick it up and turn it face down, so that green glow doesn't nag at the corner of my eye as I try to play on my iPad it's only when the third message come through that I decided I have no choose but to take action. I sigh, slap my spoon down on the counter and snack up the phone. The display says three MSGS: jayme.
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The Slender Man
Paranormal"This is the kind of story that makes you afraid to peer out the window into the darkness and makes you glance over your shoulder as you walk form your car To the front door. The tension builds from the first scene to a final that will stick with...
