Deranged

Deranged

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I was a little boy but now I am the thing you fear at night. I am the one who kills you as you sleep. I feed off of your fear and your flesh and blood. Let me do to you what I wish. Death Is Always Quick.
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"I didn't kill him." I repeated the same line over and over again. He wasn't dead. I knew it. I know that he's alive. "I didn't kill him." He had to be out there, but it didn't matter now. They wouldn't let me out of here no matter how much I begged. "I'm not crazy and he's not dead!" I yelled out. No one answered. I began rocking back and forth. "I didn't kill him."

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