IT (not Stephen King)

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I heard IT... and I couldn't get it out of my head. IT has been in my head for months... and has haunted me for a year. I don't know exactly what made IT. But I was never the same. People I hated, and my bullies too, started disappearing. Their bodies would show up mangled and their bones where shattered in some places. I know whatever made IT was behind this. People from my school thought that it was me behind the deaths. I knew it wasn't me. A lot of people at my school never looked at me the same way. I always knew that whatever made IT was going to come after me... I just didn't know when. I woke up out of my body. It was bloody, mutilated, broken and no one ever found it. I looked up and saw a young boy. He looked familiar. Then it hit me... I was the one who made IT.

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BULL SHIT AUTHOR'S NOTE!!
I'm sorry for being incredibly lazy and not posting anything. My anxiety and writer's block are kicking my ass against the floor. This is a cheep excuse I know. I'm sorry that this chapter isn't very long. But I hope you like it anyway. I'll make the next one a little longer.

Sincerely
Chibi_lord17

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