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(created 2013-08-18 00:44):
This...is the story of the Blanket Boy.
"My bed...where is it again?"
I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, specifically 2:39 AM on my clock. I didn't know what awakened me so I just went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I got out a cup put in some water and drank it. But when I glanced at the window, there was a little kid, wearing a blanket soaked in blood, covering his whole entire body, right behind me. I quickly turned around but nobody was there.
"Oh c'mon brain. You know there's nobody here. Sheesh. My imagination creeps me out sometime."
I walked towards my bed, which is at the end of the hallway. I'm about halfway towards my room but I felt a tap on my shoulder, with an unsettling voice from behind.
"Have you...seen my bed? My dad? My mommy?"
I slowly turned around and saw the grotesque child. His skin was pitch black, covered with the same blanket covered in blood. His eyes had no pupils, like the legend of Herobrine, and he was crying out blood. His mouth...was cut out.
"Do you know where they are? Do..heh heh...do you? DO YOU!?"
He suddenly shrieks a horrifying high pitched sound bursting my eardrums. I run as quickly as possible as he follows me at a slow pace. I get in my room, lock the door and get back into bed.
"It's...just a dream..." I laugh and turned around in my bed. This was the last time I scram.
"We'll be together...You'll join with mommy and daddy..."
Police came after many neighbors called them from screams. They quickly investigated the house and found nothing except a room colored in the victim's blood. They never found the body. They don't have anything to prove who was the murderer. But another day will come, where another person will be joined with the parents...of the Blanket Boy.
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