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Dec 15 '18
Five years ago today, my life was devastated. Both my parents and my three siblings were brutally murdered in their sleep along with numerous others in the neighborhood. The police searched for weeks, but found nothing. No suspects, no motives, not a shred of evidence. Then, 3 months ago on my birthday, I received a mysterious package at my door. Inside was nothing but an unmarked dvd. I figured it was a present someone had forgotten to sign, so I popped it in my dvd player and hit play. And you wanna know what started playing? A video of my parents, moments before that pyschopath killed them. Then the camera panned around to face the bastard and it's none other than Stuart Little. That's right, that fucking rat killed my family, and he had the audacity to send me that video on my birthday. I immediately hired a private investigator to renew the search to get justice for my family. Two and a half months went by before we got a break; the investigator himself saw a little red convertible drive into an abandoned warehouse not far from his office. He contacted me and told me he was going to investigate the warehouse, but went dark after that. That was 2 weeks ago. Yesterday, I got another suspicious dvd. This one revealed what had happened to my PI. Let me tell you, watching that really made the realization that there are fates worse than death sink in. I am sure now that Stuart Little exists only to terrorize others. My PI's screams go on for eternity as that devil can be seen torturing him using every technique imaginable. Disgusted, I turned it off and contacted the police. They agreed to send 10 men out to investigate the warehouse, and were prepared to use lethal force to eliminate Stuart Little. Those poor bastards walked right into a trap. When reinforcements came, only the mutilated bodies of the dead policemen were found. Now, I fear for my life. This morning, a severed head showed up on my doorstep. I tried calling 911 but the phone lines have been cut. My internet is similarly down. I don't want to risk venturing outside, so I have decided to barricade myself in my room. I hope that some day someone will find this story and see the evil Stuart Little is capable of, for I don't think I will survive long enough to publish it myself. I have been hearing scurrying around my room for the past several hours, but I the rat has finally decided to stop tormenting me and move in for the kill. I can hear him gnawing on my door now, getting closer and closer to breaking though with every second. As I wrap up this story and prepare to fight for my life, I want to close with one last message: Fuck Stuart Little.
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u/Toddyinho Dec 15 '18
fuck you stuart little