Casigus
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Fiction
Horror
Creatures and Legends
Gore and Murder
Creepy Pasta
It's the middle of the night. You're in the pitch black woods, and you can hear it circling the campsite. Your fire is dying. Your only shelter is a flimsy tent. And you can hear it. "I'm here!"
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My little shadow, I watch you when you sleep, I haunt you in your dreams and I will surely never let you go. The second I laid my eyes on you I knew I needed to have you...I needed to own you. You're mine, only mine. And I don't like it when people take what's mine. I'll steal for you. I'll kill for you. I'll die for you..., even when it means taking you with me to hell. And here you are so quiet and shy, so helpless and vulnerable, exactly how I want it to be. There's no where to escape little shadow. I'll be watching you. Always. - When you're forced to live in the same house as the devil himself. ·:*¨༺ ♱ ☠︎ ♱ ༻¨*:· #1 IN DARKHARRYSTYLES #1 IN DARKONEDIRECTION ///CONTAINS HIGHLY DISTURBING CONTENT/// ///EXTREME DARK ROMANCE///

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