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I take a deep breathe and I risk turning around, I act it out and stretch first, I hear a quick intake of air from the person, I turn around fully as if to get comfortable and I gently open my eyes just a sliver.I see a young boy around the age of me (teenager, Jeff is actually 21-ish in real life but im doing this story when he is 16) first i look at his clothes and hair,he had medium ash black hair, a white hoodie stained with something of the colour red, black pants with the same colour stain and black dress shoes which almost looked brand new. Next I looked at his face, his face was indescribable, his smile was cut from ear to ear, his eyes had black rings around them as if they were burnt, he had no eyelids, eyebrows, and not even a nose. I yelped at the sight and his my face under the blankets.

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