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Don't stop reading this. Don't look away. You see, my darling, I am watching you. Not where you would find me, so don't look around. Don't look away from your computer screen.

I've known you for such a long time. Remember when you would crawl into your parent's bed at night? That wasn't your mom you cuddled up to, my love. And when you got too old to sleep with me, I would go to your bed instead. I still do from time to time when I miss you. I make sure you don't remember those "nightmares". The ones where you open your eyes and see what's left of mine staring back at you.

The skin is starting to grow over them, but I can still see that beautiful look of terror on your face. I can still see the smell of my rot overwhelm you. My flesh tingles when you feel my damp, bony hand covering your mouth while the other strokes your cheek. Don't worry, I won't leave you. In fact, I'm watching you right now. Don't look away from the screen, my dear. I love staring into your eyes.

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