Such Horrible Things
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Jeremy Frise did have a friend when he was 6, but thanks to his messed up nature he ended up leading the boy into the woods to play hide-n-seek, and there was a catch: the other boy would spend the rest of his short life wandering around the dark forest.
Yes, well, that was Jeremy for you.
People at the time didn't know his hobby was homicide, but they all knew something was off with little Jeremy. They really had no idea.
(Based off the song Such Horrible Things by Creature Feature; the bolded/italicized/centered words throughout the story are the lyrics.)
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