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Your Friend, Creature
--BlackKat32 (talk) 05:58, January 20, 2015 (UTC)BlackKat32

He is not my friend, he never was. He just follows me and lurks around in the shadows of my apartment, he also leaves letters around for me to read. The first letter appeared on my bed one day after a grave yard shift at work one night, even though I was tired the note scared me and I could not sleep at all. It read:

DEAR LUCY, HI IT IS ME, CREATURE. I DO NOT MEAN YOU HARM, I JUST LIKE TO WACTH YOU. HUMANS INTREAST ME GREATLY, ESPICALLY YOU. PLEASE DON'T GET SCARED AND TRY TO LEAVE ME ALONE. I WILL FIND YOU WHERE EVER YOU GO, AND I WON'T BE AS POLITE AS I AM WITH YOU NOW. SORRY I STOLE YOUR RED PEN, I LIKE THE COLOR, IT REMINDS ME OF BLOOD. YOUR FRIEND, CREATURE P.S I HATE BEING ALONE.

I didn't know what to think, I lived in fear for weeks, in fact I still live in fear. Over some time Creature began leaving more notes, describing what he does while he watches me. He even started leaving me drawings in his notes. They were quite gruesome and soon enough he started drawing what he was going to do. I took this to the police in fear of it becoming something worse. They told me something more unsettling, that this had happened before and it didn't end too well. Creature had done this to three other people in the course of ten years. He would leave a series of twenty letters that progressively got creepier and horrifying, he would kill the victim after letter twenty. If you tried to run away he would kill you sooner and leave a note saying YOU LET ME DOWN, I TOLD YOU I HATE BEING ALONE. The victims never see him, even when he comes to kill them. However, one man saw him and drew him before he died. The police showed me the sketch of him and I almost cried in horror. Creature had black eyes, he was humanoid, slouched though and very skinny, you could see all his ribs. His teeth were pointed and sharp, and his hands were claws. The victim also recorded everything he encountered onto his computer and talked about how he would hear noises, and could smell the stench of death. He would sometimes find blood stains on the floor and small animal remains. The bodies of the victims and the small animals were the same, clean cut, nothing left, but the eyes left inside the skull. As he told me all of this I grew pale, and I knew that Creature was going to kill me, because I was at letter nineteen. They kept me at the police station for the night and I found a letter the next day.

DEAR LUCY, I HAVE HAD FUN, I HOPE YOU HAD FUN TOO. I KNOW YOU TOLD THEM, I WAS HUNGRY ANY WAY. YOUR FRIEND, CREATURE

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They found Lucy's body yesterday at her apartment. She was writing this story to warn any one who gets a letter. Since I am her sister they allowed me to read it and to be honest I think she was nuts, but today I found something at my house it read:

DEAR ANGELA, HI IT IS ME, CREATURE. I DO NOT MEAN YOU ANY HARM. I JUST LIKE TO WACTH YOU. HUMANS INTREAST ME GREATLY, ESPICALLY YOU. PLEASE DON'T SCARED AND TRY TO LEAVE ME ALONE, I WILL FIND YOU WHERE EVER YOU GO. I WON'T BE AS PLITE AS I AM WITH YOU NOW, SORRY I STOLE YOUR RED PEN, I LIKE THE COLOR, IT REMINDS ME OF BLOOD. YOUR FRIEND, CREATURE P.S I HATE BEING ALONE.