you hate evrything, you complain every day every hour every minute, whats the point of this? this is just meaningless im bored i hate this, your friends are getting sick of your toxic complaining and pessimism, everyone around you is getting sick of it. the day passes and your still complaining. you finaly get home and you find a strange note on your door. you look at it and it looks like some child drew it, in red crayon it reads im coming for you if you dont stop and it has a smiley face with a stitched mouth and crossed eyes, you smirk and laugh at the hollow threat, the next day you show all your friends the note and mock it. your friends seem confused and mocks with you. suddenly in the background some small teenage looking cat comes to you. "hey i think ive read that note like that somewhere" he observes it. the cat was wearing a dark black hoodie and black jeens looked like a little punk, i think this is the note of the dark intruder warning you!. if you dont change something hes going to punish you!

you look at the teenager and mock him. that is the most ridiculous you've ever heard , the cat pouts and walks off im just trying to help! you mock him and sort of bully him ass he walks away, your friends laugh and as you watch the teen walk off he turns slightly to look at you, but his face seemed different and you could have sworn you saw black teeth and something els. but the teen looked away quickly and walked away.

later that night you've thrown the paper away at this pointy and you hop in bed locking your doors and windows. that night you had a bit of trouble sleeping you toss and turn but eventual, you fall asleep.

but sudenly you have a strange feeling of being watched. your eyes open and you caqn only move your eyes only the light of the moon shines in your room . you see nothing out of the usual but you feel something creeping up in your mind...

dread dread dread dread dread dread dread dread

a dreaded feeling starts to fill your mind you cant move you desperately try to move. eventualy you snap back awake. your heart is pounding with fear. but you dont know why. you shrug it off and go back to sleep.

as you dose off your haveing a strange dream. and then your back in your room on your bed in the night. you can only move your eyes again and you cant move your body. you look at your clock its 3:00am you try to move but nothing your body seems to be paralised. then that same dreaded feeling starts to rise again and then. to your horror you see your door open. and a black hooded figure walks in standing over you for what feels like hours, the figure has glowing red eyes and it only stood in your door, the figure slowly walks in and gently cracks the door.

desperately you try to get up kick scream anything. but nothing happens. the figure is now in front of you and the illumination of the full moon reveals the hooded figure. his face his.."skin" was rag-doll he looked like some crazy voodoo doll. the figure has a big smile that stretched across his face his head titls as if observing you. or going.."aww"

he moves his arm and lifts your sheets off your feet. you try to yell at the figure but nothing comes out. the figure with his other hand puls out something long and fluffy looking its a...feather? before you could try to ask a question it made it clear and the figure wiggles the soft feather against your feet. suddenly you can make a sound and you you start to moan and giggle, you try to pull away but its as if some force is holding you down. the feeling starts to increase and you laugh more. he then pulls another feather out of his hoodie pocket and tickles both of your feet

desperately you yell and giggle blushing, you ty to pull away kick him anything but nothing happens. its clear you are bound by some dark magic. you laugh for what feels like hours the luminescent of the moon starts to turn red and the figures eyes glow bright red, eventual the figure stops and stands up looming over you with that damn smile that never changed, you hear a childish giggle and he tosses the feathers then pops his knuckles and fingers.

then he clenches his fingers showing his black sharp(ish) looking claws his eyes glowed menacingly and he giggles evily and playfully he gently scratches your soles and you can only grunt and giggle as he scratches at them again. finaly he uses all his fingers and you howl with laughter. his claws scratch youre toes and soles, you laugh and laugh and laugh unable to escape. time feels as if it was frozen. and you feel like your going insane with all the tickling so this is how you die huh? death by tickling by some dark creature.

eventual the figure stops. your laughter slows down and your left panting and sweating. a complete mess of giggles and laughter and humility. the figure looks at you looming over you as if observing its own artwork you dont look away at the figure. it finaly says something "i gave you a warning~! "i even told you myself" but you mortals just DONT listen do you? shocked you recognize its voice, it was that teenager cat from earlyer today or..yesterday..however time works in the scenario NOT IMPORTANT!

you say nothing...you cant talk... the figure giggles and gives a cheeky little shrug , well! i think im finished here BUT HERE ME OUT MORTAL! if you dont change even after this?! im gonna finesh the job! and i dont think you want death by night tickles..believe me..ive done it multiple times heeheeheeheeheehee! the figure walks away closing the door and giving you one last look with his red glowing eyes then closing the door. you feel you body snap back into motion. you sit in your bed thinking what the fuck just happened.. eventual you gain the courage to look the time says 7.,00 the sun is rising. you had no sleep that night. humiliated you stay home for the day. you are unsure of what happened was a dream or not.

but you did change...a little yopu never saw that strange teenager again.

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my first atempts at writing a story im i know its not good i dont conciser it good but hey i hope you guys get a kick out of it!