This is a work of fiction.
it's about the story "Annie96 is typing..."; if you haven't read that before, go on and read it.
you can find it on creepy pasta, or just google it, I don't know! *shrugging*
the chapters are short; and from the point of view of the man who killed/kidnapped/murdered/ whatever-he's-done-with-Annie.
butttttt, this is my story. so I can change the Effing end! you'll never know before the end! [no worries, it won't turn out to be some romantic thing...]
and stalking is no joke. please. it's not nice.
also, there will be small grammatical mistakes, sorry about them. (this story has been edited over and over again, but grammatical mistakes are still possibilities. I don't think noticeable, but I tried to be nice to inform before hand.)
anyway... thank you for reading one of my works. This is my very first horror/scary/creepy story. So go ahead and enjoy!
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Stalker.
HorrorInspired by 'Annie96 is typing... ' The story is from the eyes of the man who crushed in the house. #shortstory ☆---------------------☆ "Well... hello to you too, darling!" Smiling, he bent down to look at her face. "No, no, no, n...