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posted July 24, 2013 at 12:03pm UTC tagged with
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i'm seriously considering filling my pockets with
glitter and whenever someone near me says something really stupid or rude, i'll just reach into my pocket with a dead expression and realease the glitter into the sky above their head and watch it shower over them like a baptism of stupid.
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Story #2.
Silence
By x-paranormal
Try this. Turn off the music. Turn off the T.V. If you have to, turn off the computer. Then, go to another room, and sit. In total silence. Do you hear that? That ringing? People say it's your brain making up a sound to explain the silence.
People lie.
I can't tell you what is making that sound, but whatever it is, you don't want to meet it. It is trying to break through. Force its way on to our plane of existance.
Now try this. Repeat the first steps. Turn everything off. This time, turn the lights off too.
Still hear that ringing? Better hope you do. If you don't, it's because it has managed to break through.
And no amount of running will save you.
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*Me on qoutev.com*
Mom:Who are THEY?*points to my background of creepypastas*
me:*pointing*That's jeff my fave that's eyeless jack that's ben and that's hoody and masky
mom:you need help never look at it again UNDERTSNAD?
me:yes mum
*mom leaves*
me:*goes on creepypasta.com while reading and making a jeff the killer LS*
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When I was a kid all the children used to play in the woods on the edge of town. Deep in the heart of the forest, there was an old, run down, and ragged house that everyone whispered about. There were all kinds of rumors about it being haunted, or that a monster lived in the basement. My father even said he heard about a family of cannibals that made it their home.
One day while playing in the woods, my brother, who was nine at the time, was bragging about how he was the bravest kid in school. After a while, I got sick of hearing him gloat, so I told him that if he really wanted to prove himself, he should go into the basement of the old house.
Of course, I didn't think he would go through with it. Nobody ever set foot in the house, but he was determined to prove his bravery. I remember feeling guilt and anxiety when he walked through the door. He stayed in there for quite a while, until the sun had set, but he finally came out at dusk. Needless to say I was relieved.
When he returned, I asked him if he saw any monsters in the basement. He simply grinned, answered, "Yes," then blinked his eyes.
At that moment I felt my blood run cold. It wasn't the grin. While I found his smile disturbing, it's not what had caught my attention. Nor was it his answer, as my brother was a known prankster at the time.
The thing that worried me, that chilled me to my very core, was the fact that when he blinked his eyes, they shut the wrong way.
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