Don't go outside at 3:00 a.m. or p.m....i did it once. it was horrible. the reason i did it was because my friend was telling me this story. the story went like this:
there was a man who was called the puppet man and he loved to make puppet replicas of his loved ones. who ever he made a puppet of would mysteriously died at 3:00 a.m. or p.m. This caused the puppet man to very sad. one day he got bord and made a puppet of what he would like his soul mate to look like. while he was making this puppet he sang a little song. "1,2,3. 1,2,3. stay with me. and you'll be, back in my arms again. 1,2,3. 1,2,3." he sang that repeatedly. at 2:30 p.m. the puppet came alive. it seemed really nice and so the puppet man befriended the puppet. for 30 minutes they had a great time together, but exactly at 3:00p.m. the puppet killed the puppet man and ran off to continue living and killing.
this didn't really scare me at the time because it seemed so unreal. to prove to all my friends this isn't true i told them that i will go outside at 2:30p.m. one day and 3:00p.m. the next. the first day i looked out the window at 2:29p.m. and saw nothing. at 2:30p.m. i went outside and waited there till it was.3:00 p.m.....nothing happened. the next day i looked out the window at 2:59p.m. and saw nothing. i went outside at 3:00p.m. and...there was a woman...on the other side of the street facing away from me. i think she had a worn out music box that played old carnival music. the woman started to sing. "1,2,3. 1,2,3. stay with me, or you'll be, killed by me, with my BLOODY knife." it sounded awfully similar to that song the puppet man sang. i know... it was horribly dumb of me but i wen in the middle of the empty street and asked her hey! are you ok?"........i still remember that face. when she turned around....she didn't have a jaw or eyes. her face was half eaten by termites was molding. SHE WAS THE PUPPET!?!?! SHE KILLED THE PUPPET MAN!?!?! her face was so horrifying and ugly i couldn't help but Puck. it was so horrifying i couldn't stand. She was blind. i knew that for sure. she started to sniff the air and tilted her head down at me. i was frozen with fear. thu next part i don't even know how to plain, but i will try my best. she kneeled down at eye level with me. i couldn't move, I COULD NT RUN!?......then something was leaking out of where her eyes should be. it was black...it looked like a shadow but fell like tears. she started what sounded like a laugh. its hard to tell since she doesn't have a jaw. i couldn't help but stare at the shadowy tears....then i passed out. i woke up the next day. my face was hurting like hell. i tried to scream for help but...my jaw was gone.....the puppet cut it off while i was knocked out. the tears wouldn't stop falling from the pain. the puppet came in....with my jaw on her face. "thank u for the lovely jaw!" she said. her voice was as sweet as honey, but her face looked like hell. the room was covered in blood...I was covered in blood...i don't think the blood on me or the room is all mine. she started to sing again. "1,2,3. 1,2,3. stay with me, or you'll be, killed by me, with my CHAIN SAW!?!?!?" she said as she grabbed the chain saw, started it up, and laughed....like a crazy person. she chopped me in half. i made a loud noise that was as close as i can to a scream for help. she tool my legs and put them in a bag....i saw what was in the bag. there were other body parts. i had to ask her why she was doing this. she said. "im going to be a human....for Henry" Henry? does she mean....the puppet man. "he human that Henry wanted me to look like." she said as she got. head out of a box who i assumed to b the puppet mans head. everything started to go black. i started to die and the last thing i would see was HER face. that horrible...hideous...face. that is how i died...my jaw was stolen and so were my legs....atleast after death u dont feel pain.
