A/N:
Here is a story that makes like mo sense once so ever.... Im serious.
Like why cant they shoot the guy?!
Once you'll read you'll understand...
Ok enjoy....
Click clack
"Mommy mommy can I go and play?" Sarah asked.
"Yes dear but be back by six or click clack will come out!" Her mother said serious.
"Yes mommy." She walked outside and began playing.
Click clack, an old, evil escapee, lost his legs, and drags himself along by his long nails at six, looking to kill.
Neighbors are told to go in at 6:00 until click clack is caught.
(A/N: See?! why cant they shoot him?!)
It was six when sarah began banging on the door to her house, as she heard the scratching sound of,
Click clack drag, click clack drag,
It began to get faster.
The shook the doorknob vigorously, and screamed.
Her mother had fallen asleep.
There, not 10 feet away was click clack, and he dragged himself towards her as she screamed.
(The next day....)
Her mother, ran out of her house, scared for her daughters life as she woke up,
And written on the doorstep wrote:
Mommy, how could you forget me?
A/N:
See?!
Why?!
Why did she lock the door?!
Like for real?
Why haven't the popo's shot the click clack guy?
Well...
Yeahh...
Not that scary.
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