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Easily startled

Mr. Crawling had a habit of scaring you senseless, though you knew deep down he didn’t mean to. His silent, almost ghostly movements often left you screaming in terror when you turned to find him right behind you. There were times his unintentional jump scares hit so hard you felt your eyes sting with tears, trembling from the shock of it.

For example, one night, at two a.m, you left the safety of your bed to get a glass of water. The hallway was pitch black, and your only guide was the faint moonlight filtering through the windows. You didn’t bother flipping on the lights, groggily shuffling toward the kitchen. But halfway down the hall, your sleepy haze shattered.

A towering figure stood at the end of the corridor, barely illuminated by the pale light. Your heart stopped. Mr. Crawling was standing upright. Not crouched low as usual—his impossibly tall frame stretched into the dark.

A shaky gasp escaped your lips, and he tilted his head ever so slightly as though he didn’t understand your fear. Then came the soft, unnerving giggle that sent you over the edge. You screamed, stumbling backward until you hit the wall.

The sound must’ve startled him because he immediately crouched back down, his long hair brushing the floor as he crept toward you. When he emerged from the shadows, his usual eerie grin was gone, replaced by a rare expression: a deep, regretful frown.

“Im sorry...” he muttered, his voice broken and low. “No scare. I promise”

You pressed a hand to your chest, struggling to steady your racing heart. Mr. Crawling inched closer, his long arms hesitant as he reached toward you. Finally, he wrapped them around you in an awkward, apologetic embrace.

“No stand again. I promise,” he said softly, almost solemnly.

From that night on, he made an effort to announce himself, muttering things like, "Human. Im here” as he moved around. While he still caught you off guard occasionally, his efforts made you feel safer—and maybe even a little less afraid.