The Follower : Origins [ English Version ]

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I moved towards him, holding my knife firmly in my hand and came near him, I stabbed him directly in the heart. I repeated this about ten times until he stopped screaming and moving. At the same moment, Peter opened the front door and discovered the bloody mess I was creating. Hearing the door open, I looked at it and saw him. The terror invaded his face and he started to run away. I shouted to him to come back and I began to run after him. At the same time that he ran, I saw him take his phone to surely call the police. He was running faster than me but after a while he got tired and I've been able to catch him. Then I stabbed him deep into his back and he fell to the ground. I also fell and sat on him, I took advantage of it to continue to stab him several times. Although he was stronger than me, he died in a few seconds. After I finished with him, I put the knife in the pocket of my hoodie and took Peter by the legs to pull him up to the house, since I couldn't leave him there.

When I came back home, I dropped him near the kitchen and went to check if my mother was well and truly dead, and she was. After that, I spent a little minute watching what I've done. Slendy, who was watching outside all this time, appeared next to me and put his hand on my shoulder as in my dream. I didn't move and that's when he congratulated me. Why congratulate me? Was it them he asked me to kill? Maybe. At the same time, I heard police sirens coming closer. The police arrived, I had completely forgotten that Peter called them. They came fast since the police station was near my house. Slendy disappeared as I looked out the windows to see the police surrounding my house and telling me to go out. I slowly took the knife out of my pocket and put it on the kitchen table. Then I went to the front door and stopped. What was I doing? I was going to surrender.. I couldn't finish like that. I went back to the table to pick up the knife and kept it in my hand. I opened the door of the house and found myself face to face with a lot of police officers, guns in hands and ready to shoot. Then the strange sensation decided to leave me and the fear came over me. Behind the cops, I saw Nikki in the crowd that had started to come to watch.

I saw in her face that she wondered what was going on but I realized quickly that she understood by seeing all the blood that covered me. My knees began to shake and a small voice in my head told me to run. Running was the last thing I could do and that's what I did. I started to run towards the forest behind my house and it's when I realized that the police were literally encircling my whole house, but I didn't stop and kept running. I heard a shot and immediately after ... The dark, the silence and the cold. After that, I don't remember anything except that I woke up here in the mansion. As far as I could understand, I died and I lost my left eye because of the shoot that killed me. Now I am a proxy, a proxy of the thing who watched me almost all my life and now I am no longer afraid.

It's written, my story is no longer secret now. Even if I know that NO ONE will even read this. To be sure and certain, I'll go immediately burn this beautiful little shit.

THE END