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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Sat, Jan 9, 2021
it opened but not enough for me to go outside. I ran up to it again, but something stopped me. I felt paralyzed, I couldn't move. I moved my eyes to the side. I saw the most horrible thing. Its mouth open, and its long tongue. It is on four knees, tilting its head, its pale skin. It looked so human yet so monstrous. I tried to scream, but the only thing that came out of my mouth was a slight breath. I could feel my body shaking. It ran up to me.
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started: 1/8/2021
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