To;
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Subject; TEDDY
Hi, I am Teddy. Once you read this you cannot get out.
If you don't send this to at least 12 people I will come to your house at midnight and I'll hide under your bed. When you're asleep, I'll kill you. Don't believe me?
Case 1: Patty Buckles Got this e-mail. She doesn't believe in chain letters. She was sleeping when her TV started flickering on and off. Now she's not with us anymore.
Case 2: George M. Simon hates chain mail, but he didn't want to die that night. He sent it to 4 people. Not good enough. Now, George is in a coma, we don't know if he'll ever wake up.
Case 3: Valarie Tyler. She got this letter. Another chain letter she thought. Only had 7 people to send to. That night when she was having a shower she saw bloody Mary in the mirror. It was the BIGGEST fright of her life. Valarie is scarred for life.
Case 4: Derek Minse. This is the final case I'll tell you about. Well, Derek was a smart person. He sent it to 12 people. Later that day, he found a $100.00 bill on the ground. He was promoted to head officer at his job and his girlfriend said yes to his proposal. Katie and him lived happily ever after. They had 2 beautiful children.
Send this to at least 12 people or you'll face the consequences. 0 people- You will die tonight 1-6 people- you will be injured 7-11 people- you will get the biggest fright of your life 12 and over- you are safe and will have good fortune!
Nostalgia. It had been at least six years since she had received one of these letters. The twenty-one-year old Vanessa Garren figured it was complete rubbish.
She used to be frightened of chain letters, resulting into countless phone calls with the question why she had sent them through and comforting comments that those weren't real. As if that helped a bit. And when Vanessa had received this one per e-mail from her little cousin, she decided it still wasn't worth looking into it. She merely scoffed at it, keeping in mind that her mother was already calling the twelve-year old. Funny that kids nowadays still believed in that.
By the time she had finished calling her friends, chatting with her boyfriend and ready to go to bed, the chain letter about 'The seven-year old with blood on his face and holes as eyes' had been long forgotten.
She got into bed, curling up with the blankets around her. Safe and sound, how she liked it the best. Granted, she was still a kid sometimes. Outside, how cliché, it was storming. Good thing that the lightning was far from Vanessa's flat. It made her curl even more up in the comfortable blankets. This was embaressing. The blonde was happy her boyfriend wasn't able to see this. To ban the noises out, she turned on the TV, turning up the volume. Tonight, her flatmates weren't home, unfortunately enough. Sitting up straight in her bed and after changing channels for at least two minutes, she decided to watch some cartoons. A smile appeared on her lips; Nostalgia. The smile turned into a frown. Deja vu. Just when she had decided to shrug it off, the TV started to flicker on and off and the light had turned off. "Seriously? Freaking weather, freaking lighting." She mumbled, tucking her hair behind her ear and bowing over the remote control to figure it out. What she saw when she looked back up, quite literally took her breath away.