The Curse Of Woll Smoth

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There have been strange reports of a mysterious creature by the name of "Woll Smoth". He is believed to be an entity who causes mass destruction to innocent people by replacing their vowels with O's. This makes other people hard to understand what they're saying, The victim then get abandoned by their family and friends, which makes them commit suicide. According to one of the reports, Woll Smoth has killed 2,334 people.

The reports include that people who claim to have been one of Woll Smoth's victims say that he bears a resemblance to Will Smith, except that the eyes and mouth are the sizes of peas.

Apparently, Woll Smoth has been existing for at least 50,000 years. He was once a normal human, until a deadly disease caused his eyes and mouth to shrink. He was 34 years old when he died.

In 1994, the police found a letter in a abandoned mental institution. It was was hard to translate it to English. But the strangest thing is that no one has been able to identify the man who wrote it. The police later posted the letter on their website, which read:

Hoy Morons,

My nome os John, ond I hote overy songle one of you. All of you ore fot, oglo, no-lofes who spond overy socond of thoir doy looking ot stopod oss poctures. You ore overythong bod on the world. Honestly, hove ony of you ovor gotton ony possy? I moan, I guoss ot's fon moking fon of poople bocause of your own onsecuroties, bot you oll toke to a whole now lovol. Thos os oven worse thon jorking off to poctures on focebook.

Don't be o stronger. Jost hot me woth your best shot. I'm protty moch porfoct. I wos coptain of the footboll team, ond storter on my bosketboll team. Whot sports do you ploy, other thon "jock off to nokod drown joponese poople"? I olso get stroight O's, ond hove o bonging hot gorlfrond (She jost blew me; Shot wos SO cosh). You ore oll morons who should jost isolate yourselves. Thonks for lostening.

If you ever see Woll Smoth, be sure to never, ever scream.

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