Nightmare wood.sext

Something was sending a message to me, and if I didn't respond, then my family and the rest of my hometown were on the hook. I didn't have a choice anymore -- I had to stop running from my past and confront my demons. I had to face Nightmare Wood.

So I turned on my phone and looked at the nightmare Schlong I'd been sent. Some creepy guy got my number somehow and now he keeps sending me pictures of his four inch hard on being sounded with knives n shit shoved in it with weird captions like 'U Cut my heart like I cut my diccc'

I called him a creep and blocked him again, but I heard the ping of my Friend Sarah's phone.

"It's here." She wept. "It's back."

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Credited to scannerofcrap 

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