it was a dark and stormy night. inside the chilly household sat a young girl who refused to go to sleep. the older sister being really fucking weird had a bizarre obsession with creepypasta. wanting to be rid of the annoying toddler she began telling a nice little story about her favorite creepypasta. of course she couldn’t tell her younger sister the exact story of the killer so she created a more kid friendly version of the story. eventually it came to the killer’s famous line. the older sister took a pause and leaned in very close to the child’s ear before in her best voice whispered. “GO.TO.SLEEP.” not su