The Tipping At Twilight
On a cold, windy winter evening, I sat at home, rapidly typing away an my computer. I had set up a rather
quaint little blag for myself, and it was getting pretty popular. My latest post was discussing gender equality, or
rather inequality. You know, it' s pretty hard to be a Woman. The constant catcalling when you walk down the
street, the consistent amine when playing the latest Call of Duty, and the worst thing of all, the
fake relationship circle made up by nerds. The friend sane. I finished the post at around
6: 30, and quickly posted it to my blag, “. . cam’ °'. In no time at all, the post blew up,
with people voicing their support from all werld- I felt pretty proud of myself, until I saw a camment that
made me stop in my tracks. It wasn’ t anything disturbing, it was simply the letter ''MI The poster ofthe
comment' s profile picture contained the neck bearded face, but something about it was different.
Instead of the friendly, cheerful eyes of "fedora guy" I saw bloody, mangled, sockets. Two objects that
appeared to be Dames were stabbed into the empty sockets. A plastic tube stuck through a hole in his cheek
and it had a strange green fluid pumping through it. The mere sight of it made me want ta Itemid. Who cheeses
something like that far a profile pic? The name attached to the picture was, "Nicest Guy”. "Yeah I bet." I thought
ta myself. A shiver went down my spine
Thirty minutes later, another comment by the same poster appeared. The letter "L". I heard a
sound from outside my window. By this point I was getting unnerved, but I went and watched same funny
Youtube videos and then returned to my blag it minutes later. Another camment appeared. This was the
letter "Al I leaked outside my window and saw a black fedora hanging frem a branch ofa tree. I wander haw
that got up there? The letter "D" was next, and I heard the sound ofa liter bottle of soda being opened from
downstairs. This was the turning point. I lacked the daarna my room and tried ta call . Crap. My phone
was dead. At this point I quickly lacked back at my computer. The last comment. The letter 'NI Now I realized
what was happening. All the comments spelled "M' lady". I heard sameone walking up the stairs, I turned eff my
light. I heard sameone walking towards my ream, I hid under the bed. Suddenly there was silence. It was
deafening. I started to cry. The door knob slowly started to turn. I thought it was lacked! A dark figure stepped
into the ream. It was so dark I ' t make out what itwas er what it was doing, but suddenly, lightning
flashed outside and I saw something that I will never forget. The hideous creature grabbed the brim of his hat,
and the tipping intensified.
quaint little blag for myself, and it was getting pretty popular. My latest post was discussing gender equality, or
rather inequality. You know, it' s pretty hard to be a Woman. The constant catcalling when you walk down the
street, the consistent amine when playing the latest Call of Duty, and the worst thing of all, the
fake relationship circle made up by nerds. The friend sane. I finished the post at around
6: 30, and quickly posted it to my blag, “. . cam’ °'. In no time at all, the post blew up,
with people voicing their support from all werld- I felt pretty proud of myself, until I saw a camment that
made me stop in my tracks. It wasn’ t anything disturbing, it was simply the letter ''MI The poster ofthe
comment' s profile picture contained the neck bearded face, but something about it was different.
Instead of the friendly, cheerful eyes of "fedora guy" I saw bloody, mangled, sockets. Two objects that
appeared to be Dames were stabbed into the empty sockets. A plastic tube stuck through a hole in his cheek
and it had a strange green fluid pumping through it. The mere sight of it made me want ta Itemid. Who cheeses
something like that far a profile pic? The name attached to the picture was, "Nicest Guy”. "Yeah I bet." I thought
ta myself. A shiver went down my spine
Thirty minutes later, another comment by the same poster appeared. The letter "L". I heard a
sound from outside my window. By this point I was getting unnerved, but I went and watched same funny
Youtube videos and then returned to my blag it minutes later. Another camment appeared. This was the
letter "Al I leaked outside my window and saw a black fedora hanging frem a branch ofa tree. I wander haw
that got up there? The letter "D" was next, and I heard the sound ofa liter bottle of soda being opened from
downstairs. This was the turning point. I lacked the daarna my room and tried ta call . Crap. My phone
was dead. At this point I quickly lacked back at my computer. The last comment. The letter 'NI Now I realized
what was happening. All the comments spelled "M' lady". I heard sameone walking up the stairs, I turned eff my
light. I heard sameone walking towards my ream, I hid under the bed. Suddenly there was silence. It was
deafening. I started to cry. The door knob slowly started to turn. I thought it was lacked! A dark figure stepped
into the ream. It was so dark I ' t make out what itwas er what it was doing, but suddenly, lightning
flashed outside and I saw something that I will never forget. The hideous creature grabbed the brim of his hat,
and the tipping intensified.
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