Fears Do Come True...
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(My attempt at a creepy pasta character/story.)
Warning!: Contains themes of murder, suicide and fear related attributes.
"There's no place like a normal life. There's no place like your own room. There's no place like having a good night's sleep. Then there's fear. Everyone's got it, right? There's tonssss of things we might be afraid of such as heights, spiders, water, or even the dark! But there's always that one fear... that one fear were truly afraid of... Usually people keep that a secret... and sometimes people don't even know what there own deepest fear is. But in my opinion, I believe we have two deepest fears. That's right, two! One, the deepest fear everyone had that I mentioned, that's the first darkest fear. The second is it coming true. I wonder what would happen, if that were the case...hmmm..."
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