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People compare him to Jack the Ripper, but I have to differ.
The slasher does not discriminate, because he loves to slash and hate.
Screaming and yelling with your fast heartbeat. You run down the cold dark street.
You turn around the Slasher is no where in sight. So you run with all of your might.
You run to the bedroom, you crawl under the bed. You hope you will not soon be dead. You’re proud of yourself; you kept your cool. All of a sudden you hear a voice say, “BOO”! Oh no, the Slasher is behind YOU . . . |
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