A/N: It's been a while. Been more active in Wattpad to finish my fanfic. But yeah...
This story is basically about an adult-male poet, documenting the strange events that has been happening to him in the form of poems.
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Day 1
July 18, 2019: 8:16 AM
A Happy Morning
Everything is normal,
Everything is great!
Everything is bright and glorious!
Nothing bad can happen!
Birds chirping,
Trees dancing,
Butterflies flying,
And flowers blooming,
It's going to be a great day!
It's going to be a great month!
It's going to be a great year!
It's going to be a great life!
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Day 2
July 19, 2019: 2:06 PM
Bushes Rustling
Green leaves,
Formed in a circle,
Or any other shapes,
But mine is just a circle,
When I hear them rustle once,
My imagination runs to the assumption of another rabbit/stray cat,
When I hear it rustle twice,
I think about more than one bunny or a cat,
I want to go check them out,
Possibly feed them,
Possibly play with them,
Possibly adopt them,
But I can't,
Murders have been happening,
I don't want to go outside...
I don't want to be the next victim...
July 19, 2019: 10:29 PM
Another silent night by my lonesome
As I view the sight through my window,
I am watching the stars twinkle as the moon glitters its rays towards my home,
I enjoy drinking tea while doing so,
The spirit of writing my experiences through poetry is fresh tonight,
Because tonight is a very silent but perfected night,
Every animal is asleep,
Except for the crickets,
But they bear no distraction towards me,
I love watching the moon,
I love hearing the crickets chirp,
However, I do tend to I hear the bushes rustle rapidly,
How strange...All the animals seem to be asleep by this hour...
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Day 3
July 20, 2019: 12:05 PM
Frightened Animals
I can't sleep well with that bush rustling rapidly!
But what kind of animal would rustle the bush that intense?
It can't be a wild animal with the rare chance of something larger than the average rabbit,
And it surely isn't a human in this distance from town...
When I looked at my backdoor,
I witness many woodland friends waiting for me outside,
They seem to all share the same look of fright!
So I let them inside to help provide some comfort...
They all hid under the couch without hesitation,
Some took shelter beneath the table,
Behind the pillows,
And inside the storage boxes for my works,
I wonder what could be the reason why...
July 20, 2019: 3:58 PM
Strange...
The bunnies and cat's aren't getting out of they're hiding spot
Even if i tried to lure them out
It just doesn't work...
Was it because of something outside...?
When i look into the rustling bush
It suddenly stops
But when i look away
It rustles slowly
It's a bit strange...
Is it naturally the wind...?
Or...?
No, that can't be it
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Day 4
July 21, 2019: 7:38 AM
Very Strange Indeed....
The Rustling Stopped
I can relax now
But the frightened animals became even more frightened...
It's like they've seen a ghost...
Like they've seen a murderer...
And they want to go outside.
It's strange...
When i opened the door
They are all racing to get outside
And all of them ran...
Ran very far...
It's a bit strange...
Last night...
I could've sworn i heard someone open the door
An intruder, perhaps?
But none of my belongings are stolen or missing...
It's very strange indeed...
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Day 5
July 22, 2019: 1:09 PM
Footsteps
I hear something very strange...
I hear something that frightens me...
I hear something mysterious...
I hear something Hair-Raising...
I hear footsteps
Faint ones
They're coming from the 2nd floor
But
When i look at the 2nd floor
No one is there...
And then the footsteps moved to the 1st floor
And then no one is there again...
Am i just hearing things?
Or are these footsteps really there...
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Day 5
July 23, 2019: 11:28 PM
Guys, i am not going to make poems for a while... I am genuinely paranoid and scared... I am hiding under my bed right now... And i hear footsteps... And they keep getting louder and louder... And... I see a shadow... A shadow of a girl holding a saw... Okay... My heart is beating fast right now... I'm trying to cry but... i just can't...
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Day 6
July 24, 2019: 4:07 AM
Sleepless Night
I can't sleep...
Who is that girl...?
Why is she here...?
Why..?
Why..?
Why..?
It haunts me now...
I'm paranoid...
I can't help but cry...
But i can't...
She might know where i am...
I hear her come closer...
And Closer...
And Closer...
July 24, 2019: 4:09 AM
No Signal
There's no signal to call the police...
There's no signal to call my siblings...
There's no signal to contact my parents...
I am dead...
I am going to be sawn in half...
They will not know that i'm long gone...
I thought this was going to be a Great Week...
A Great Month...
A Great Year...
A Great Life..
I don't want to be the next victim...
July 24, 2019: 4: 15 AM
Help Me...
Help Me...
Help Me...
Help Me...
Help Me...
Help Me...
Help Me...
Help Me...
Help Me...
Help Me....
Help Me.....
Help Me......
Help Me.......Please...
I hear footsteps behind me...
I hear giggling...
I hear breathing...
(The Last Poem written)
(Also, the woman with the saw is actually one of my Creepypasta OCs, Natalia)