/u/[deleted]'s posts in /r/creepypasta
I’m trapped in this middle ground between being terrified of the things I see and accepting them. I fucking hate them, but when they don’t show up, I want them to be there. They’re all I have. I deserve to be tormented, after all, they were my family. I just couldn’t stand them before I killed them.
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