Pretty Green Eyes

Pretty Green Eyes

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Have you ever gotten random text messages from someone who wanted to be anonymous the whole time they text you? I'll take your silence as a No. It's like they want to give you the suspense of a mystery novel seventy-five percent of the time, and make you go crazy the other twenty-five percent. Mr. Anonymous makes you want to throw your phone at a wall and smash it into a billion pieces, or just throw it into a nearby lake, that works too. You may be wondering who Mr. Anonymous is...What the hell I don't even know yet. He's very good at keeping secrets, that's what I found out..also that he knows my number, and me. Sounds creepy doesn't it? And the only name he calls me is Pretty Green Eyes. It's like he knows all about me, but not all about me...If that makes sense. Just follow along with me, my best friends, and Mr. Anonymous...and maybe we'll figure out who he is together.
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There's a legend about A man and a moon. They call it Man Of The Moon. People always told me that the legend is true but I never believed any of that garbage. But that's in till one night changed my life. I met Him.. He Would always watch me, but when when I turned around he would be gone. I tried to chase him once it didn't work out like I wanted to, he got away. But sometimes when he would stand at night I would watch him. He always stared at Moon for some reason. Every night with a Umbrella. It kind of freaked me out a bit. But I never dared to ask him. One day I finally had the courage to go up to him when he was staring at the moon. I walked turds him and he snapped his head to me. I jumped but he's eyes never left mine. The Question that never leaves my mind suddenly rushed out of my mouth "Are you the Man Of The Moon?" Before I could take back what I said a Deep husky evil chuckle came out of his mouth. Then he spoke "Didn't you know Curiosity Killed The Cat?"

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