Hi. For those of you who don't know, my name is Crystal White. Yeah, it might sound like a happy, cheerful name, but let me tell you, I'm not a very cheerful person, and neither is this book. So for all of you 1st graders out there, I would suggest you exit this story and never come back.
This story isn't going to have a happy ending, so just a little warning there. But anyway, back to me. I'm 14 years old. I live with my mom, dad, and older brother, Jason. They are all idiots, not believing me when I told them about it. The thing that haunts my nightmares. I'm sorry if me telling you this gives you nightmares as well.
There isn't much time left, well, for me anyway, so I better start writing, and you better start reading.
YOU ARE READING
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HorrorEveryone is afraid of something. For some it's spiders. For others it's the dark. For me, it's it. The one who is outside my window. The one who watches me while I sleep. He's always there, watching, waiting, but for what? My friends don't believe m...
