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This is my girlfriends story. I give all credit to her, she allowed me to put her story on here and i think you guys will like it. But anyway heres what its about. I will add her drawings later in the story. And yes i am working on my Jack frost x reader story that will come out soon. So enjoy. The story takes place in a 1969 blue Ford Mustang. It was a rainy night, the skies were darker than the Devil's soul and rain shot down from the sky like the gods were crying. The rain pattered against the windshield, Everything seemed what they thought was fine but became a living nightmare. A brown haired and hazel eyed man named Dave was driving to a party, his young daughter Coraline in the back seat holding her teddy bear close as she watches the rain pour from outside the car. Dave turned onto a street and suddenly a man walked out into the road, staring at him. Dave reacted and he turned the wheel, hitting a tree. He heard his daughter scream but they grew faint as he starts to black out. The last thing he saw was the blood dripping from his head onto the floor and the smell of smoke of the wrecked car but it did not catch fire because of the storm. He soon wakes up in the Drainfollor Hospital...
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IT lets go of me, my head hits the ground again, no sound echos this time. IT's mouth movies, but my ears ring, so I can't hear IT. Everything is blurry and movies too much. I can't focus on anything. IT looks at me, IT's eyes are all gray. IT smirks and stands all of the way up, towering over me. I pull myself up and wobble away from IT on unsteady feet. I look back to see IT laughing, watching me walk away. I can't hear her terrible laughter, and I don't want... to... I fall over, feeling woozy. My head spins and I sway as I try to stand. I look back again, to see that the fog has covered my path, and I can only see a couple of inches away from my face. I blow out air and fall over. * * * * 13 year old Colten, takes a shortcut through the field next to his house on his way home. But why can't he reach his destination?

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