Intro WARNING: creepy, not for the faint of heart. my real fear.
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is Noone (pernounsed: "n-oo-n" spelled: "No one".) shes the stalker of my life. i feel her presents when im alone and i hear her whispers when all is silent. its like the white noise of a fan or loud drier but i know better.
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riddles and poems are her name but never allowed to reach the ear. her looks? you asked for it.
red lips and eyes of the blood of thoes she's killed, hair is the color of the ashes thoes she's haunted till death but full of youth, her skin is sickly pail but yet smooth as glass, her dress is ragged but magical.
confused? me to. shes only fully visible in dreams but never in the main light.
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shes that person you see out of the corner of your eye, always the near but never there. lock the doors, close the curtains, dont let her in.
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Jelly, you dont scare me. leave me now!! she is with you too, and so i see you.
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