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The GluttonThe Glutton by AlessaVantas
//*A/N: This is my own Creepypasta OC story. Everything belongs to me. Amberstone is not a real place. So, yeah, I own that, too. Critiques are always welcome!! //
“I write this with trembling hands. It is readers choice to believe me or not. But the following words are my last. Take these last words to heart. Please. Anyone can go mad; crazy. Not everyone is the same. Think twice before shooting someone down. What happened in my town could happen in yours, too.
I live in a small town that’s surrounded by trees. There’s maybe two or three ways in and out of the town. I mean, it’s not like many people came through, anyway. Just delivery trucks to bring in food. We had our own Newscast consisting of Julia Robin and Trey Jesse. Sports, weather, and local news were all covered by these two. And, like I said, it’s a small town so word traveled fast. Just about everyone here is happy. Just about. Tuesday Jones had..issues. And people knew that. No one cared, tho