i moved to a new house and someone died!!! his name was kaleb. i was 10 and playing in the basement alone when an apportion appeared beside me and played with me. he said his name was kaleb and his mom drowned him in the bath tub when he was 8… we became friends for some odd reasone and oneday he told me to kill my parents… of course being ten i did well the slept. i used an old rusty kitchen knife. soon after i was put in an asylum and during a riot i managed to escape..! i know live in the woods with kaleb and feed of anyone who steps foot in my part of the woods!!! stay out unless you want to be eatin alive! im warning you…

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