IT, by yazyaz10 |
I sit waiting in my room. Thinking It will come for me. Wondering what should I do, When It does come for me. It Is evil, It Is scary, And will give no mercy. It will kill me in a matter of minutes. I hear something behind the door. I open the door all the way. And there It Is. It has now got me. |
Posted: 2009-11-23 20:29:50 UTC |
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2009-11-24 03:28:25 | *LonliestK.Nightmare*◄¸♥»-(¯`v´¯)-»♥¸► |
love IT!!!!!!!!!hehehe..^^ |