I feel the soft patter of water on my head. I look up at the small holes that project the only light I can see. Water is coming through, raining on me. Ahh, it feels wonderful. The water isn't "clean" though. It contains all the dirt and sweat from your busy day. I stick my tounge out, tasting you. Then comes my favorite part. You clean your hair, and some pieces come out. They travel through the holes, landing next to me. I scrape them up, moving to put them with the rest. I have a large collection of them. I've been collecting them since you were young. I have enough now to make a wig out of them. The water ceases, and you leave the view of my holes. I place your hair on my head, stands falling on my head. I inhale deeply, smelling you. I can only wait until you shower again, so I can show you my new hair.
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Creepypastas And Other Scary Stories
ParanormalHaii guys so I'm going to be putting a whole bunch of scary stories and creepypastas in here. I don't take any credit. Credit goes to all respective owners. I'm going to try to update everyday and I'm sorry if I don't. So let's do this dun dun dun...
