the black eye boy
Every night I'd wake up at exactly 12:00 am to see the black eye boy staring down at me from the roof top.
As I grew older the black eye boy started to appear everywhere I go but he was always angry.
One night as I was about to close my eyes I looked up and saw him hanging from the roof. His eyes where no long black instead they were as red as a full blood moon.
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