A pile of paragraph
A young girl walking home from school, saw a pile of polarold of photo's in the gutter. There were twenty in all, neatly wrapped in a rubber band. She picked them up and as she walk, she felt browse. The first photo was took of a ghostly white man on a black background, just standing far enough from the camera that he couldn't make out his features. The girl slide the photo behind the stack, and looked at the next one. The photo was still the same man but standing a bit closer, the girl flipped through the next several picture, quickly with each one the man in the photo came a lot closer and his features came clear. Turning the last corner of her house, the girl noticed that the man in the photo seems to be looking at her even when she moved the stacks side to side. It frighted her, but she kept flipping them over one by one.
By the nine-tenth picture the man was so close he filled the hole camera. His expression was the most horrifying the girl has ever seen. Walking up the driveway she turned the last picture, this time in stead of an image there were two words "Close Enough". Hearing a scream outside their house, the girls brother rushed to the door and opened it. All he saw was a pile of photographs lying on the door step the top one looked like a extremely white version of his sister, but she was standing too far back for him to be sure.
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