7 TRUE Horror Animated Stories (March Scary Stories Compilation)

a few months back i decided i was pretty much over the breakup i'd had during the summer with my long-term girlfriend it took me months to be able to get over it as i was really heartbroken but at some point you just sort of have to get back on the horse don't you so i downloaded that dating app hinge and started swiping through profiles it's definitely the best dating app i've come across as it lets you actually message girls directly instead of just sort of hoping that they're going to see you and match with you so it definitely gave me a better chance at getting to talk to the kind of girls i'm into and and one of these was a persian girl named sirushay sirushay was honestly one of the most beautiful girls i'd ever laid eyes on she had this big mess of wild dark hair that was dip dyed blonde towards the ends really high cheekbones perfectly sculptured eyebrows and some of the deepest darkest most alluring brown eyes i'd ever seen she was simply stunning and because she'd grown up in tehran the capital of iran i had something of an edge you see i speak a little bit of farsi the language they speak there and i figured that might impress her if i told her as much which it did and boom only an hour so later i sent her my opener and we were chatting she was an extremely busy person and i was flattered when she said that she would make time to see me so we arranged to meet for coffee over the weekend she showed up to her date and her gym gear and apologized for being so underdressed but could only make it after a scheduled workout with a personal trainer but i didn't care at all she looked absolutely smoking hot in her yoga pants and we were having coffee just kind of chatting about our lives our interests all that first aid kind of stuff when i look out of the big glass windows to see this dude leaning up against his car i thought it was my mind playing tricks on me at first but after a minute or two i realized that he was just straight up staring at us at one point cereus noticed me looking over her shoulder and asked what i'm looking at and i make a comment about the bloke outside who seem to be proper eyeballing us she then turns around looking over her shoulder then spins back with this terrified look in her face before saying something like we have to leave now i'm all like why do you know that fella and she denies knowing him but i'm not a dope i knew what the score was like straight away either it was a controlling family member or something or it was a psycho ex-boyfriend i figured all he'd do was follow us to try and be intimidating or something but i never imagined he'd actually lay hands on me and the way that he did it absolutely scared the soil out of me you see where i live is built up along this big mile wide river and the coffee shop me and sarah shea had chosen to meet at was right on the docks so we're walking along the city's promenade when the guy cornered me grabbed me by the throat and started pushing me backwards so my back was leaning over the rails i tried to get him off but this bloke was an absolute unit and as much as i tried there was no getting him off of me and the thing about the river where i live is that it's got a really really strong current like if you fall off of a boat or over the side of the prom you can be in serious trouble as the current will suck you under the water drown you and then just drag you out into the irish sea so the whole time he's threatening me telling me to leave surahshay alone all this big macho masculine stuff sarah shea is smacking him around the head telling him to get off me and all the while i'm thinking if i go over the edge here i'm a dead man and i don't think he had any idea of it either like it didn't sound like he was from our city as we have a very particular accent which he just didn't have so he was probably thinking he could lash me in the water and embarrass me a wee bit and i'd just be fine but i'm telling you now i wouldn't have been and he'd have been done for manslaughter but thank god he didn't throw me over the railings he just sort of backed off and headed back the way that he'd come after he'd blown off a little bit of steam i mean the girl was gorgeous i don't blame him for being a bit sore after a breakup or jealous of another lad but if he'd been angrier if he'd have lost his cool really lost control i legit wouldn't be here typing this i'd be floating in the irish sea somewhere maybe washing up as a rotten corpse on the beach in county cork all because of some idiot getting a bit jealous [Music] so before this whole lockdown thing happened and my dating life went to hell in a handbasket i used to swipe through tinder and bumble quite a lot looking for girls to hook up with so i'm bored in my silver-like apartment one day when i come across this absolute smoke show of a girl who was listed under the name lilith she had these big green eyes were pigtails a lot in her profile pictures and had absolutely no qualms of showing off this big peachy butt she had she also had this goth girl vibe going which was something i find really attractive i mean she was definitely not the kind of girl i'd bring home to mom but that's not really what i'm looking for when i'm swiping so naturally i swipe right boom we match i think i actually let out this involuntary no way when the old it's a match text appeared and kind of cynically told myself nah she's a bot this isn't real but yup it was real and she was so cute to talk to at first anyway because things started to go a little different when we actually met up she worked at this coffee shop at the getty and asked me if i wanted to pick her up after her shift so she could take me somewhere real special which turned out to be the museum of death on hollywood boulevard i mean not my ideally romantic place to go on a first date but like i said she was a slam piece and it was basically impossible to say no to her so it was decided and after i picked her up she kept the mystery for a while only telling me to drive her to hollywood boulevard before revealing where she actually wanted to go the area around the museum is kind of sketchy but again i'd have driven through way worse neighborhoods for a date with this girl so i just pushed all my concerns to the back of my mind despite the interior being as dark and dingy as it was looking like an over clustered basement the whole thing was actually kind of interesting at first but i'd be lying if i said my eyes stayed on the exhibits the whole time when they were pretty much glued to her butt whenever i wasn't going to get caught looking it most definitely wasn't particularly creepy either but the things that lilith started to say to me as we were walking around the place did in a big bad way too like i said the exhibits were interesting but that's all they were aside from being gross and spooky there were death masks body parts preserved and formaldehyde all the things you might come to expect from a place called the museum of death and then some but this lilith chick starts saying how pretty some of the stuff is looking at the way any other girl might look at a picture of a puppy or something she then starts asking me all these weird questions about how i'd like to die yeah how i'd like to die i tell her i wouldn't like to die at all i mean it was legit the creepiest question i think i'd ever been asked and she insists that everyone has a way they'd most want to die i don't want to screw up the date or anything she seemed crazy and crazy girls can be real fun if you catch my meaning so i give her some throwaway response like whatever way is most pain-free she starts telling me how that was a boring answer and how she'd like to die of hypothermia because it apparently makes you feel all warm and sleepy towards the end how some victims of hypothermia have even taken their clothes off before they died and just laid down the snow or whatever before their heart stops beating she also then gave me this long in-depth speech about how taking another person's life would be better than even getting intimate to catch my drift how that feeling of pure power must dwarf any feeling that drugs or alcohol have to offer she then tells me how hot she thought it would be to watch me drown at the bottom of a pool while there's an audience and how it actually turned her on to see my final moments of desperation before my body went limp and floated around the tank then something about how the vikings would make wings out of the skin on a person's back by peeling it off and spreading it out calling it beautiful how it was like art or something when she's done telling me all that and i'm suitably freaked out she starts calling me pet and how she wanted me chained up at the end of her bed so she could do whatever she wanted with me now any other girl i'd think that was incredibly kinky but after what lilith had just talked about i really didn't think what she had in mind for me involved any kind of pleasure whatsoever when it came to driving her home she actually told me to stop a few blocks away from her house because she didn't want me to know exactly where it was that she lived at saying that you couldn't be too careful these days with all the psychos in the world who use dating apps yep she said that to me after she'd spent like an hour talking about all the ways she'd want to die or how she'd watch me die as soon as i got home i blocked her number i've never been more scared of anyone like that before let alone a girl i wanted to hook up with so lilith if you're reading this let's not do it again the following stories are based on real events and were obtained from interviews conducted by unit 522 and tim sansky some names and identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of the individuals involved these stories will contain disturbing content viewer discretion is advised this isn't a traditional creepy story where something unexplainable or horrible happened to me but rather what almost happened to me what i almost became back in the early 1990s i was in my late teens and without question what could be described as a bad seed my friends and i were just simply horrible people we would throw rocks at stray cats and passing cars bully younger kids and steal bicycles to take them on joyrides where most of the time we would just leave them in the gully in the woods when we got bored with them my parents tried to discipline me but it never really stuck and most of the time they found it easier just to have me out of the house i was an appalling kid really i cursed up my parents and teachers talked back to the cops and never used to feel sorry for anyone unless it was me one night my friend and i were smoking cigarettes on his back porch and when his dad went to bed my friend darted into the garage and returned with an old-fashioned handgun i picked it up with both hands and started pointing it every which way without a care in the world he told me his dad had bought it a week ago off the street and when he confirmed that it was loaded the very first thing that entered my mind was hey we should go rob someone i hid the gun in my waistband and walked down the street with my friend to the end of the cul-de-sac where we knew an old woman lived alone we had no idea what exactly we wanted to rob from her we just knew that she would be an easy target we snuck around the back of the house and walked up onto her back porch and i was able to force the locked door open just by putting my weight against it and jiggling the knob hard back and forth as soon as the door was open and the domestic old person smell from inside the house waft over us my friend lost his nerve and bolted away he literally just said i changed my mind and took off running i walked right into the house without him determined not just to take something but i wanted to scare the woman as well i walked through the kitchen and into the living room where the old woman was sleeping on the couch the tv was on and the volume was turned down i pointed my gun at her face but after a moment when she didn't open her eyes i felt disappointed and i walked around behind the couch i held the barrel of the gun less than an inch away from her head and in that moment from the back of my mind i kept hearing a voice whispering to me you can kill her do it having a weapon in my hand gave me an incredible feeling of power i didn't have any intention of actually hurting the woman but now that i was here it seemed like the obvious thing to do without pausing to think my finger squeezed the trigger but nothing happened the safety was on and the trigger was locked suddenly the weight of what i nearly did hit me like a ton of bricks i started shaking and immediately lowered the gun i power walked out of the living room across the kitchen into the back door when i reached it i paused turned around and saw the woman's eyes were open she was looking right at me there were tears in her eyes and a look of terror on her face her fear immediately made me start tearing up i ran back home gave the gun to my parents and confessed that i had nearly done something really bad they called the police and i confessed to having broken into an old woman's house with a gun i didn't tell them about attempting to pull the trigger i didn't tell them about my friend or where i got the gun either i had to spend some time in juvenile hall for breaking and entering but honestly that was the best thing that could have happened to me i'll never forget that night i was on the path of self-destruction and i very nearly crossed a line that would have ruined my life forever and makes me sick knowing exactly how close i came i've never touched a gun since and fortunately i managed to turn my life around please use this as a cautionary tale all it takes is one deceptive thought at the wrong moment you could destroy your future please everyone be smarter than i was back in the late 90s i used to have a serious drug problem i was living in las vegas at the time and after snoring my entire stash of coke i would party pass out wake up jack some cars sell them spend some money on food and the rest would go to my dealer and then i would snort again and repeat the entire process one night in july i broke into a panel van without windows it was parked alone outside of a rat infested motel my gut told me that i should check the back before i drove away but my mind was on my next fix and i just floored it as soon as i got the engine started i drove about an hour away into an isolated area of the desert where i would meet my contact who would check out the car pay me in cash and then drop me off at the nearest street corner once i put the van in park i decided to check out the back i figured there might be some tools or something back there that i could pawn for more cash the back of the van was pad locked shut which should have been my first clue because when i smashed it open with my crowbar i heard a high-pitched wailing from inside i turned on my flashlight and my stomach dropped four hispanic children two boys and two girls were tied up and gagged lying on a handful of filthy cushions i dropped the crowbar and backed away from the van a few steps this was bad really [ __ ] bad i didn't know what to do i had clearly stolen the van from a kidnapper or a human trafficker and they would be looking to recover it and likely shoot the [ __ ] who took it from them i decided not to call my contact i knew him pretty well and i was fairly certain that he would either kill the kids and dump their bodies in the desert or shoot me for [ __ ] this up i made a snap decision i climbed in the van and explained to them in both english and what spanish i knew that i wasn't going to hurt them i engaged them and cut the bonds around their wrists but i left their ankles tied i couldn't risk them running off i felt sick to my stomach with heartbroken guilt when i saw the welts around their hands the stench of urine and sweat was heavy in the air i climbed back in the driver's seat drove back out of the desert and at the first service stop i pulled in and parked i went inside and bought four bottles of water and as many bags of snacks that i could afford i carefully opened the back of the van and tossed the bag inside then i closed it again and walked across the lot i made an anonymous phone call to the police from a pay phone and then walked to the next service station where i had a friend come pick me up after that night i had my friend buy me a bus ticket to texas where i had an older brother who let me stay on his couch i got clean and i ultimately turned my life around i got an honest job and i now have my own family and my own home i remember being so relieved when i heard on the news that the kids had been found and were returned to their families in mexico you never know when life will give you a test like that and a chance to prove your character i like to think that those kids helped me as much as i helped them in 2011 on my 21st birthday i took it upon myself to go backpacking through the canadian mountains all on my own i had gone backpacking and camping many times before but never on my own i wanted this birthday significance to be rooted in the fact that i had challenged the great outdoors all on my own on my third day out i reached my destination it was an old farmhouse sitting on its own in an overgrown field out in the middle of nowhere i had discovered it on google earth and was eager to check it out before heading back in addition to a first aid kit a compass and a utility knife i was carrying a smith wesson governor revolver which carried six shots it was the crown jewel of my father's collection and he had loaned it to me for protection while i was out in the woods alone he made sure that i had practiced with it several times and knew how to use it before i set off and now as i approach the farmhouse i was pleased that i had taken the time because i wasn't entirely sure the place was abandoned every window on the ground floor was boarded up in a faded plastic pinwheel spun lazily from where it was stuffed into the dirt by the front door i walked right up the front steps and feeling somewhat foolish i knocked when no one answered i walked around the perimeter of the house there was an ancient rusty fire escape hanging down from one of the upstairs windows and an old single door refrigerator lying on its side out amongst the tall grass when i walked back around to the front door of the house again i tried the knob it was rusty but i managed to turn it with both hands and the door swung open with a creak i was just about to walk in when i felt the sensation of eyes on me and i spun around out by the tree line i saw what appeared to be a man with a long gray beard staring at me i immediately felt foolish and guilty and waved at him my other hand reaching into my belt to rest on the handle of the gun hi there is this your place i'm sorry i'll leave for maybe 10 seconds the man just stared at me then without saying anything he turned and walked back into the trees that made me nervous i didn't know how to interpret it and the last thing i wanted to do was walk back into the woods knowing that he was out there i decided to enter the house and close the door behind me i slit a dusty stool in front of the door so i would hear it tip over if anyone entered i spent the next hour exploring the house occasionally glancing out of the windows to see if the man had reappeared when it finally began getting dark out i was still nervous and unwilling to leave the house so i walked up a narrow flight of stairs to the attic locked the door behind me set up my gas lantern and unrolled my sleeping bag after a light dinner i updated my journal turned off the light and prepared to get some sleep but after a minute or so i heard creaking on the stairs and my eyes shot open i looked over towards the door and i heard the faint sound of footsteps climbing the narrow staircase i threw myself out of the sleeping bag grabbed my flashlight and my gun and pointed them both towards the door i called out who's there if i'm trespassing i'm sorry i'll pack up and leave just don't try to open the door i have a gun the footsteps continue to climb without hesitation when they were just outside the door i heard the doorknob rattle i made my voice sound as furious as i could don't try to get in i told you i have a gun just tell me who you are there was a moment of hesitation and then the doorknob began to jiggle harder stop it i'll [ __ ] shoot i made myself count to five but the doorknob continued to jiggle violently last chance i made myself count to five again and when the jiggling didn't stop i fired two shots through the door aiming low intending to hit the stranger's legs as soon as the shots rang out the knobs stopped jiggling and there was silence there was no sound of anyone falling backwards down the steps or a gasp in pain there was just silence i kept the gun up and cautiously walked towards the door i unlocked it and opened it i nearly shat myself when i saw there was nothing standing there there was no blood no body no indication that anyone had been standing there i slammed the door locked it again and dragged an ancient rusty armchair in front of the door to block it for the next several hours i would doze off for a while and then wake up again keeping my gun nearby until the sun rose after it was light enough i gathered my belongings and crawled out of the window and went down the fire escape but when i was about 20 steps away from the house i turned and looking back at me from the attic window was the bearded old man i drew my gun and aimed it at him but i didn't shoot i did it as a warning not to follow me then i sprinted back into the woods two years later in the summer of 2013 i returned to the house with four of my friends and showed them all the bullet holes in the attic door i still go camping every now and then but i always make sure i bring my handgun because you never know who might be watching you from the shadows last thanksgiving my boyfriend and i loaded our two-month-old daughter into our car and drove from miami to naples to visit my family being new parents we were extremely nervous about taking such a lengthy trip with a baby and packed for every possible scenario we left shortly after 12. my boyfriend behind the wheel and we hit the highway which was swollen with holiday traffic after about an hour of driving the baby became fussy and we pulled over at a rest stop to feed her and change her diaper while i was changing her my boyfriend stood outside the car stretching and suddenly called my name peering outside the car i looked across the street in the direction he was pointing there was a clown with a purple star painted over his face and wild crazy unkept black hair and a purple and white checkered outfit standing on the opposite side of the parking lot just waving to people as they pulled in and out of the rest stop i chuckled and returned to what i was doing unbothered by the clown figuring it was just part of some kind of promotion as we pulled out of the station the clown waved at us and i gave a lazy acknowledgement back just before my boyfriend took his foot off the brake and eased into traffic the clown gave me the most hungry sinister smile i had ever seen and shouted you and looked amazing draped over my lap even through the closed car window i heard him clearly and said wow what a creep as we drove away i repeated what the clown had said to my boyfriend who hadn't quite heard it and for a few minutes he was dead set on turning around to confront him but i told him it wasn't worth it as we still had a long drive ahead of us we arrived in naples shortly after 2 30. and by then i had already forgotten about the incident and didn't even bring it up to my parents we had a great time at my parents place and ended up leaving close to 11 30 at night much later than we had intended to my parents tried to convince us to stay and while we had plenty of stuff for the baby we hadn't packed any overnight things for ourselves so we decided just to commit to the drive we figured that there would be a lot less traffic and it would take a shorter amount of time to get home my boyfriend had been driving for about 45 minutes when he asked me if i wouldn't mind taking over as he was having a hard time keeping his eyes focused i told him to pull over at the next rest area and i would take the wheel after a few minutes we see a sign for a rest area and pull into it it wasn't the same rest stop as before it had no bathrooms vending machines or anything it was basically just a long parking lot with one row of parking spaces which looped back onto the road my boyfriend pulled the car into a spot nose first so it was facing a long chain-link fence and beyond it there was just trees and a swamp i couldn't see anything specific in the glow of the headlights he put the car in park and left the engine running and the lights on as he climbed out of the driver's seat the baby started to fuss as soon as the car stopped moving and after i climbed out of the passenger seat i opened the back door to check on her my boyfriend climbed into the passenger seat and immediately shut his eyes after i confirmed that the baby was fine and would probably fall back asleep when we started driving again i shut the back door and made my way to the driver's seat that's when i heard the sound of the chain-link fence rattling and something being dragged across the metal links steadily drawing closer i turned in the direction of the noise and for a split second i only noticed the dark outline of a figure on the opposite side of the fence until they stepped into the light of our headlights it was the exact same clown from the other rest stop except this time he had a large red stain splattered across his purple and white costume and was dragging a broken beer bottle across the fence he pressed his face directly in the fence and smiled at me he cackled hello again and started making blue gestures with his tongue i was at a loss for words it was so unbelievably surreal that i could only stare at him in disbelief in horror not knowing whether i should be truly afraid or start laughing at the absurdity of it my boyfriend launched himself out of the passenger seat and screamed get in the car when he opened his car door the baby started crying out and the sound could be heard across the silent parking lot and the clown immediately started singing in a grotesque uneven voice rock-a-bye baby in the treetop when the clown comes the cradle will rock my parents had given us a set of fancy glasses for our dining room table my boyfriend launched one directly at the clown the glass shattered against the chain link fence and sprayed tiny razor projectiles all over the clown hissed and immediately booked it to the end of the fence my boyfriend and i jumped into the car slammed the doors and locked them i threw the car into reverse and backed out of the spot and as we put the car in drive we saw the clown charging towards us across the parking lot my boyfriend yelled at me to hit him but i swerved to avoid him and floored it out of the lot and back onto the highway for the next several minutes my heart was racing convinced that at any moment a speeding car would come up behind us and try to run us off the road but fortunately that never happened we were so shaken and traumatized that all we could do for the rest of the way home was ask each other over and over again what the heck just happened we could only speculate what the guy was doing out there at 12 am dressed like a clown in the middle of the everglades on thanksgiving night he considered that he was just trying to mess with people but you would need some serious balls to pull that kind of stunt out there in the everglades the people that live around there don't put up with that kind of nonsense and what was he even doing there just hiding behind the dark fence for a completely random car to show up so he could traumatize them i don't know if the stain on his suit was actually blood but he made us feel threatened enough that we felt justified throwing something at him and seeing as how his response was to charge us i suspect that his intentions were hostile the fact that we had seen him earlier that day made the situation even worse because it felt like he was stalking us my boyfriend had a license to carry a gun so all i can say is it's a good thing that he wasn't packing that particular night this thanksgiving we plan to stay home i know when most people think of a female clown they immediately think of the charismatic and very sexy batman villain harley quinn but i promise they're not all like that back in 2012 i was walking home one night at around nine i live in gilbert arizona and was walking by a large wide open park with a couple of soccer fields and basketball courts when i noticed something out of the corner of my eye the overhead lights were still on and illuminating the fields and i noticed someone sitting cross-legged out on the grass i pulled out my earbuds and stepped off the sidewalk to get a closer look at first i thought maybe it was someone who had hurt themselves but as i took a few steps closer i noticed that it was a young woman perhaps in her early 20s leaning forward over something it was hard to tell her exact age because her face was covered in white makeup and a red heart in a black spade painted on her cheeks her top lip was painted black and her bottom lip dark red she was wearing a gray hoodie with the hood up but had two holes cut on either side to accommodate her blonde pigtails i stopped at my tracks and glanced around convinced that this was a youtube prank or something but we were in the middle of a wide open area and aside from the occasional car passing by we seemed completely alone the clown lady was wearing bright red sneakers torn jeans and some kind of clawed glove on her right hand like freddy krueger i was only a dozen feet or so away close enough to say something but i decided to back away slowly and not engage in whatever she was doing as i took a step back she called out to me without looking up where are you going come here no i'm good i replied and continued to walk away for the first time she looked up and smiled way too big showcasing far more teeth and gums than was necessary she raised the clawed hand and i noticed that at the ends of each fingertip was a sharp point like a thumbtack yeah sure more for me then that's when she pulled out a large kitchen knife the size of an ear of corn and started cutting into the thing on the ground i glanced back down and noticed the thing that she was leaning over appeared to be a dead bird of some kind and she was using her clawed hand to pull the feathers off she stabbed at the bird with the blade and then pulled out a flask out of her pocket and threw back a swig i nearly fell backwards into the road as i maneuvered myself off the grass and onto the sidewalk i didn't want to turn my back on her the whole time convinced that it was a prank and i should start looking around in every direction for someone with a camera or a phone but there was no one else even remotely close by and no place they could be hiding either i quickly turned around and power walked down the sidewalk towards my apartment complex as i reached the intersection i was forced to wait for the traffic light to change so i could cross safely my earbuds were back in but i honestly wasn't listening to the music i was so confused and unnerved by what i had just seen i glanced over my shoulder and saw it to my horror that the lady clown was walking up the sidewalk towards me appearing to be looking directly at me i wrenched out my earbuds again glanced both ways up and down the street and even though the light was still green and the cars had the right-of-way i sprinted across when i reached the other side i turned and saw that she was still approaching the intersection she waved at me with her clawed hand and a few feathers fluttered to the ground she called out to me don't get killed tonight at least i'm pretty sure that's what she said there were sounds of traffic muffling her voice i literally ran home entered my gated apartment complex and went a long way around the building just to make sure i wasn't being followed i then climbed up the stairs locked both of my locks and stared out my peephole in a panic for about five minutes before i finally calmed down i didn't turn on any lights in the apartment and instead used my phone to navigate to my bedroom and then used a light from my laptop screen to change and go to bed the following day when the sun was high in the sky i double checked the spot where the clown lady had been and the mutilated remains of a bird were lying on the grass a few weeks later i saw her again in broad daylight i was driving my friend's car and noticed her walking down the sidewalk in full makeup in the exact same hoodie dragging a garbage bag behind her i turned the car around out of morbid curiosity and followed her for about a half mile pulling over on the side of the road to let her walk ahead for a while and slowly continuing on when she reached a wide open plot of dirt i saw her pull out what looked like to be a dead rat from the garbage bag she cut it open with a switchblade and wrung it out like a sponge blood spilling onto the ground and probably all over her clothes as well that's when she turned towards me and with blood running down her fingers raised her right hand and put her thumb between her index finger and middle finger this is known as giving someone the fig and if anything it's even more obscene than raising your middle finger i immediately backed the car up and got the hell out of there it's not that when she turned towards me that bothered me she easily could have realized that she was being followed it was the gesture she gave me it's one i commonly use at people in traffic and i always get a kick out of it because hardly anyone knows what that means but i've never seen anyone else use it in my life and the fact that she did really shook me i mean what are the chances she knew that i would understand it i've since moved but my buddy still lives out there and occasionally tells me he spots her wandering the side of the road so next time you're in gilbert keep an eye out [Music] you

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