A thorn in humanity's side sense God knows when. The very definition of fear. In fact the beast that so haunts your dreams. Kindly stay out of my business, we wouldn't want any more dead bodies now would we. All hail Zalgo and so on and so forth. No I don't know where the missing children went, go ask Slender. Now continue on and please enjoy my writings...just don't read too far into them
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Stories by QuillEncre
Deeper Still Into Madness
A collection of poems and short stories based on the first things that pop into my head.
This collection whil...
Why Is It Always You?
The Music
The Fear
The Girl
The Victim
A battle between heart and head
A knife
A gun
Someone is going to die