You should be very afraid,

Cause I await with my silver blade.

Watching, waiting.

Planning, debating.

The clock strikes midnight.

Shadows dance away from the light.

The door creaks open,

For you I have chosen.

Steps creak under my weight,

You are getting closer to meeting your fate.

Breathing quickly...

I get closer.

Cower in the corner...

I open your bedroom door.

Clamp a hand over your mouth...

The darkness is overwhelming.

Squeeze your eyes...

I flick on the light.

Pray this will all be over...

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Your screams fill the night.

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A/N: *pulls out knife* DIE!!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!!

(I'm being creepy right now sorry. Not...)