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ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A BOY WHO WAS AS TALL AS A DOOR, EVERY TIME HE WALKED THRU A DOOR HE WOULD HIT HIS HEAD ON THE DOOR FRAME. THIS BOYS NAME WAS RICHARD.

ON ONE DARK STORMY AND FEARFUL NIGHT RICHARD WAS WALKING THROUGH THE PARK. THE COLD AIR CHILLED HIM AND HE SHIVERED LIKE A SMALL DOG. RICHARD SHOULD HAVE WORN A BIGGER JACKET. BUT RICHARDS HINDSIGHT WOULD HAVE TOLD HIM TO STAY HOME OVER WEARING A JACKET BECAUSE OF THE TERRIFYING FEAR THAT AWAITS HIM ON THIS SCARY NIGHT.

THE STREET LIGHTS WERE DIM AND FLICKERING, LITTLE DID RICHARD KNOW THAT EACH LIGHT WOULD DIE COMPLETLEY AFTER HE PASSED IT. IF RICHARD WERE TO LOOK BEHIND HIM HE WOULD SEE NOTHING BUT A TERRIFYING DARKNESS, DARKER THAN A BLACK PEICE OF PAPER. BUT RICHARD HAD TO KEEP HIS EYES FORWARD AS WHAT WAS BEHIND HAD ALREADY PASSED AND WHAT WAS AHEAD WAS OH SO MORE TERRIFYING.

RICHARDS DESTINATION WAS 4 MORE BLOCKS AWAY, HE HAD A LONG WAY TO WALK IN THE MISERABLE DARKNESS, HIS LEGS ACHED LIKE A MAN WHO HAD JUST FINISHED A MARATHON, BUT HE HAD MUCH MORE LEGWORK TO DO. RICHARD SQUINTED HIS EYES AND HE SAW A FIGURE DART OUT OF HIS VIEW, THIS SCARED HIM LIKE A SCARY MOVIE.

THE TREES RUSTLED, THE BUSHES SHAKED. RICHARD RUBBED HIS EYES AS THEY WERE VERY STRAINED WHEN HE SUDDENLY HEARD A LOUD *CRACK* WHICH WAS LOUD AND SCARY LIKE THE SOUND OF A BROKEN BONE, BUT HE LOOKED DOWN AN HE HAD STEPPED ON A TWIG, ALMOST SCARY BUT HE IS SAFE FOR NOW.

BUT IN THIS MOMENT OF DISTRACTION THE SHADOWY FIGURE WHICH HE HAD SEEN PREVIOUSLY COULD HAVE BEEN ANYWHERE. BUT HE WAS IN ONE PLACE RIGHT BEHIND RICHARD.

"RIGHT BEHIIIIIIND YOOOOOOU" SAID THE SHADOWY FIGURE, TEMPTING RICHARD TO LOOK BEHIND. BUT RICHARD RESISTED AS HE WANTED TO GO TO HIS DESTINATION AND EAT A NICE MEAL WITH HIS FRIENDS. LITTLE DID RICHARD KNOW THAT IT WOULD NOT BE HIM ENJOYING THE MEAL. THE SAME SNAPPING SOUND HEARD PREVIOUSLY IS HEARD AGAIN, BUT THIS TIME VERY FAR BACK IN THE DISTANCE, THIS PROMPTED RICHARD TO TURN AROUND AND BEFORE HE COULD ASK HE WHO STEPPED ON A TWIG IF THEY ARE OK, THE SHADOW JUMPED DOWN HIS THROAT AND TOOK OVER HIS BODY, LIKE THE BRAIN SLUGS FROM FUTURAMA, BUT INSIDE NOT OUTSIDE.

A KNOCK IS HEARD ON THE DOOR, RICHARDS FRIEND OPENS THE DOOR AND GOES TO GREET HIS FRIEND, BUT WHAT STOOD BEFORE HIM WAS NO LONGER RICHARD...

THE MORAL OF THIS STORY IS THAT IS NO MORAL. A MAN WAS SIMPLY ATTACKED AT NIGHT AND POSSESED THAT'S LIFE.

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