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==The Man In Black== The Man In Black

I was 14 by the time, I didn't really have a lot of friends at the time, I was the typical shy, leave me alone type of girl back them, I mean I still am but not like I was before. It was August 5, 1978... I woke up to this scratching on my window, I thought it was just the trees outside brushing against the window so I went back to bed. 

The next morning, I got up, looked out my window to see if my parents were home, as usual. Thing is, there was a bloody hand print on my window. I mean HOW IN THE HELL COULD A HAND PRINT BE THERE... WE LIVE IN A THREE-STORY HOUSE!! My parents car's weren't in the driveway, so I couldn't tell them that there was a hand print on the window. I went down to the kitchen, made a bowl of Captain Crunch cereal, and sat down at the kitchen table. There was a note on the table that said...

"๐“ฆ๐“ฎ ๐”€๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฝ ๐“ซ๐“ฎ ๐“ฑ๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ฎ ๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ต๐“ต ๐“ท๐“ฎ๐”๐“ฝ ๐”€๐“ฎ๐“ฎ๐“ด. ๐“œ๐“ฎ ๐“ช๐“ท๐“ญ ๐”‚๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ป ๐“ฏ๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ป ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“ธ๐“ท ๐“ช ๐“ซ๐“พ๐“ผ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฎ๐“ผ๐“ผ ๐“ฝ๐“ป๐“ฒ๐“น ๐“ฝ๐“ธ ๐“’๐“ช๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ฏ๐“ธ๐“ป๐“ท๐“ฒ๐“ช, ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“ฒ๐“ผ ๐“ฎ๐“ท๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ ๐“ฏ๐“ธ๐“ธ๐“ญ ๐“ฏ๐“ธ๐“ป ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ฏ๐“ธ๐“ต๐“ต๐“ธ๐”€๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“ญ๐“ช๐”‚๐“ผ ๐”€๐“ฎ ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“ฐ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฎ. ๐“๐“ž ๐“Ÿ๐“๐“ก๐“ฃ๐“จ'๐“ข.

         ๐“›๐“ธ๐“ฟ๐“ฎ, ๐“œ๐“ธ๐“ถ๐“ถ๐”‚.    
            ๐“Ÿ๐“ข. ๐“ข๐“ฝ๐“ช๐”‚ ๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ฝ ๐“ธ๐“ฏ ๐“ฝ๐“ป๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ซ๐“ต๐“ฎ ๐”€๐“ฒ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ท๐“ฎ๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ๐“ซ๐“ธ๐“ป๐“ผ"

I'm use to being left in the house alone for a while. My parent's are spies for the government, so they go out a lot on business trips. I went up to my room and played on my magnavox odyssey. Time passed and passed, so did days and days.

It was August 8th, 3:00 at night now. There was the weird scratching noise on my window again... then out of nowhere I heard my name being called from the first floor, it was loud... loud enough for me to hear the voice. It screamed...


I got up and went down stairs, it sounded a little like my mother...

"Hello?" I called.




I walked down the stories of stairs, my heart was pounding like the thundering hooves of a thousand wild stallions. It felt like a million years by the time I got to the second floor. The scream came again, this time it didn't sound like my mother, with her soft, gentle voice. It sounded like a concertina that has been left out in the rain.

"HE- Help"

I walked down to the last step on the second floor... there standing at the end of the stairs... on the first floor was a humanoid dressed all in the black. It's head was facing towards the floor, it's skin was pale and translucent looking. It slowly looked at me, I could finally see that it's face was pale and bruised looking. It's eyes were pitch black, it wore a smile like it was the best day of it's life. As soon as it saw me, it screamed....


It ran at me, my body was frozen all I could hear was a final scream, I think the scream came from me but I don't think I may ever know. No one found my body, everyone forgot about me, even my own parents and family.

Listen, when your alone and hear a strange voice call out your name... don't go to it, stay were you are and call for help and ALWAYS hide. There out their and they will get you if your not careful, they don't care about us, they all want us DEAD.

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