HE LOOKED AT ME

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After a few hours, the sun had set by this point, I noticed something outside that worried me immensely. Something was lurking outside my window. It appeared as a tall, white and skinny man. Perhaps a....slender man.
I call out to him "Heyyyy Daddy~ 😫"

He looked at me but he was looking at me already, but oh well. Then....he dispeered!

"Ugh, why does every man have to disappear on me?!" I cry, and put on my thick eyeliner. It runs down my face like an ebony river, and my favorite song plays in the background....


I miss Mr. Fine.....but...I can't stop thinking about the tall, white man outside.

Was he real? What does he want with me?
And, most importantly..... what's that sound outside?

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