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The night, the mother of the things that go bump. She houses me as well as your deepest fear. She causes the feeling of uncertainty when you rest your head and when you were a child she was the one who made fear the dark, the closet, and under your bed. Now she makes you fear going out for it might be I or something else who catches you in the dark, in the alley, at the street corner. The night, she houses me so that we may make your fear reality
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RaineeHooper666
People should have nothing to fear about the night, it's people are normal like you and me, but the dawns people are afraid of then and call them 'mosters' well then let me say this....I AM ABSOLUTELY AGAINST THE DAY. I. HATE. THE. SUN. LITTLE DO PEOPLE KNOW THAT HER LIGHT ONLY BLINDS AND BURNS! The night is quite, peaceful, beautiful... don't doubt it's dark corners
Sep 02, 2019