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"LOOK AGAIN"

You know that feeling when you walk by an empty room in your house and see a "fake" person standing in the darkest corner? You have to look again just to make sure that there wasn't actually a real human being. Well, you're wrong, it's not just your "imagination" or "your eyes playind tricks on you." No, they just realize that you notice them before your brain even knows that you noticed a weird figure in that dark little storage room that gives you the creeps. They're smart and quick and that's why when you turn around, shocked by the little man, woman, child, or serial-killer-looking guy they aren't there. You're probably wondering why they're in your house following you, but I'm sorry I have no answer for you, though I wish I could give you one. I have a bit of information for you: they know that you are reading this, and after a while they are going to kill you. When they do you need to realize that it is because I am telling you this story. Don't even try to look around and find them because well you know by the time you look- never mind you get the drift. If you don't want to read this any further that's okay because I know how you feel. It may not seem like it but I swear to god that I do. Nobody ever I mean EVER get's away from the corner people (that's what I've been calling them lately.) I'm guessing you know why, but I'm gonna stop blabbing and get to the very very very important stuff. You need to listen as closely as your ears can, never forget this message: the corner people never stop watching you. They never stop and it's always the same corner person because something or somebody assigns them to you. I'm writing this story because I know I don't have much time left. I just wanted to leave this story to whoever reads this. You can pass the story on and let more and more people know. Before I go I 	want to tell you that they kill you in the same way they kill all of the other people they've been assinged to. They use their sharp demon-like tallons and rip your heart out. If you ever find yourself being chased by your corner person--oh god. I can feel their black eyes burning into the back of my skull. These are my last breaths. I can't fight them neither can you, even if you're the strongest person on earth. They're faster, smarter, and always always stronger. They are smiling now, but as I type these words the pressure on my chest is building. As the very tips of their claws are puncturing my skin, I'm hoping that when they come after you, you will be the first person to escape them. Goodbye and goodluck, or I'll see you in the hell.

- Spaghetti_taco