I SEE YOU
- LECTURAS 48
- Votos 11
- Partes 4
They live under your bed in the dark
they are Monsters...
why are they here? and why do they torment us? these are questions that have been asked throughout the ages. their appearance's have changed and their luring tactics have adapted, but one thing that has stayed the same is the fact that...only children can see them.
my name is Eithan. this is not a story to put you to bed or one to keep you safe a night, this is a tale of horrors, unspeakable horrors. if you should choose to continue, just remember one thing...don't look under the bed...
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