and this man is not talkative at all, he stands and is silent.. just like our man who sleeps. Eh? Does this man want me? oh.. but I can hear him muttering something.
??:3.. 2.. 1..
And? he's doing a countdown for what.. Oh, I don't like it, he's getting closer, maybe he's just shy? Oh.. He's gone missing.. more precisely , he was literally upset .. like dark smoke..creepy, but there was a teddy Bear in his place? this.. the very Bear that my mother gave me.. I remember we sewed it 6 times from our dog Millie because she wasn't playing carefully..
I miss you so much... I want to go home..
if I could, I would have returned home, but I was so scared of everything that I don't even remember how I got here..! Damn it, I'm crying.. mom always told me, "son, if you want to cry, then it's okay, but don't take it personally." I'll find my way home, I promise..
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Paranormalif you understand the essence of the story, then you will understand why the numbers are what they are
