The man behind kfc

I went to kfc one night in the middle of summer. At the time i whas about five i lived in Navada then. My brother who whas seven-teen decided to take me to a kfc neer us.
We took about a thirty minute drive. Finaly we got there and parked around back. It had closed an hour befor we got there. I pointed out to my brother i saw a man that looked freekishly tall. He alwase carried around a flaslight with him.
He looked at me and screemed in horror as the man ran twords our car. He drove as fast as he could down the dirt road. When we got home we ran into the house screeming. Our mother asked what whas wrong. My brother said a man followed us home.
Ever since the we havent been able to go anywhere without my mom or dad.

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