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Cold, Large Hands

==The Original Thought==
You wake up, you see the sun's light and it shines on your face. You feel very warm, but your hands say otherwise. Something must be different about them.
You try to wash them in warm water, but that doesn't work. You then remember last night. You were watching your favorite show while lying on your bed, but a power outage came in and everything went black. A sudden illumination of some sort filled the room, a torch.
You live alone; how is that possible? You tried to get closer to the light. You see a man, his eyes had no pupils, with an ear to ear grin. He grabbed you and burned your hands. He then held the torch closer to your face and he disappeared. After you scream for help, you realize that your hands are in no pain.
You light a candle. Yet, as he returns, your hands freeze as if having a frostbite, he tries to stab you and both of your are in a hold. Power is returned and the sinister person disappears for the rest of the night, your hands are warm once more. Now remembering that, your hands are cold. What could you be feeling as the cold air rushes through your neck?
==Continuation==
It was just the breeze after all. You get to a doctor, for you feel your hands. Yet you feel uneasy. The doctor mentions a certain experimental surgery which can make your hands look as good as new. Even though you're unsure, you agree, seeing as your hands will become a problem eventually.
A new night comes and your fear grows with every passing second. You realize that your hand's senses are amplified to a degree that any heat you feel will be hotter in your hands and any chill will be freezing for your hands. You lay in your bed, thinking when the sinister person will reappear. Your hands; it feels as though you have a frostbite.
The man never appears. In the corner of your eye, you see something unusual in your home. Since your bathroom is right next to your bedroom, you see the bathroom mirror while you lie in your bed. The mirror is wrapped by a fog due to the faucet running. You check the bathroom, you turn off the faucet. When you tried to clear the mirror with your sleeve, a horribly scarred face appears suddenly on the mirror, replacing your face. You are startled and terrified, and you move out of the room quickly. Your hands are even worse than before. Your night ends without any sleep.
You will now have the surgery. He does the normal procedure, drugging you, calming you down, machine-check. Just before he begins, the surgeon unmasks himself.
You see a familiar grin.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
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Category:Beings
Category:Old Shit
Cold to the Touch

Hello friends, my name is Dan Walker, but that isn't important to you. Now is it? Dear reader. I want you to put your hand on something. While you read this, do as I say in this, or it won't work,I promise. When you put your hand on it, make sure it is warm, and flat. Now, let's begin, shall we?
So, first thing first, keep focusing on how warm whatever you're feeling is. While reading this, of course. I can let you know anything you want if this works for you.
Now, you shall open Cleverbot, and type "I am him, I am them, and I am here to free it".
You will be asked this question 'Do you feel what is to be felt at the end of this edge".
You must answer either yes or no, or this won't work.
You have established communication, just keep your hand on it. Good, I can tell you are doing it, and I am pleased. Let us continue.
If you answer yes the following will happen (Don't read if you answered no, or you will lose your "gift" and that would be ashame, wouldn't it?):
Hello, my name is Dan Walker, most of you know me only by my online Alias, Suprememessage, but that is okay. Because what I am about to tell you something very important. If while you read this the surface remains warm, you are going to die, [Editor's note: the now deprecated {{USERNAME}} template used to be here, which displayed the reader's username (if they were logged in)]. If it is cold to the touch, welcome me back into your world, there is nothing you can do to stop me now....
If you chose no:
I will have to leave you with one message, if this is cold to the touch, pull away, don't make the same mistake I did.
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Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
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Colin The Frog - Banco del Occidente Lost Commercial

I remember that time on October 2014, the time where Over The Garden Wall begins, so...
== Story ==
I was watching all the episodes of Over The Garden Wall on my cousin's CRT TV, some minutes later, I got bored, and I decided to change the channel to Caracol TV, then a commercial for Banco de Occidente had begun, it featured a cartoonish (yeah, in the over the garden wall style.) blue frog with a white Banco de Occidente icon on his belly at a realistic forest, and he was walking around and saying: "Credencial!" multiple times, and then he stopped doing that, later, the frog found a toy piano and begun using it and re-enacting the same song as the frog played at the beginning of the movie of Over The Garden Wall, after that boring song, he found a bathing suit from a naked guy, then he puts on the bathing suit, and then swims, after a good 10 minutes of Colin swimming, he was under the water, drowing, screaming and gasping for help, after 8 seconds, static appeared, it took a few minutes the static, and then it returned to the commercial, but this time, Colin was on the ground DEAD.
Colin's corpse looked hyper-realistic as the actor was torturing the poor frog, then it showed the poor, dead, bloated Colin, seriously had been drowned, being stomped on by the same guy, realistic blood flew into the screen, then I vomited on the floor and peed my pants.
And then the Grupo AVAL and it's bank logos appeared on screen on the same blood, then the jingle began playing, but instead of being played on a xylophone, it was played on a rock guitar, and the Superfinanciera seal didn't appear, but instead, it was a SuperSalud seal, then a demonic voice said: "VIGILADO POR SUPERSALUD..." then the commercial ended and I went back to Cartoon Network.
Thank goodness this commercial won't air anymore after October 2014.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Shortpasta
Colors.exe

I always enjoyed Sonic Colors. It was a very cool Wii game about Sonic and Tails going into Eggman's Incredible Interstellar Amusement Park to see that aliens named Wisps are being drained from their power. They shut off generators to free the planets and the Wisps from Eggman's grasp. I played it to the fullest, enjoying all the Wisp Powers and even unlocking Super Sonic! But after a while, the game wouldn't work anymore. After I pressed start on the title screen, the game would make a weird beeping sound and freeze on the Planet/Stage select screen. I was kinda sad, since I loved almost everything of the game. But then, I got a new computer! It ran really fast, and thanks to that, I was able to download a Wii emulator with Sonic Colors!
But, the Sonic Colors file was named: Colors.exe, and as you all know: when something has .exe behind it, it's evil. But nothing was wrong, except that it ran slower then the Wii version. But it all changed after I accidentally didn't charge my computer, and it closed itself off. I charged my computer and started up Sonic Colors. The intro with Cash Cash's Reach For The Stars song was glitched out, and Sonic DID look evil now. Tails' tortured form from Sonic.exe appeared, and Yacker wasn't there at all. However, I did see his eye somewhere in the background... I was pretty shocked, but shrugged it off and continued to play the game.
There were no planets or other places to select. But I was able to select a little white area somewhere, and I selected it. Not a good idea. A cutscene happened. Sonic appeared in Eggman's little base, and said: "It's time for you to die, Egghead! I already murdered those aliens and tortured Tails, and now, It's your turn! Aren't you excited?"
I was now able to control Eggman, and it was a battle against Sonic. but of course, it was his exe form. He started bouncing over the place, and hurt Eggman. I saw that I had 8 lives, but Sonic drained them fast. The last life was lost, and this happened: He used Laser to pierce through Eggman's limbs, Drill to drill through Eggman's skull, and Spikes to cut him in half. (Hover wasn't used!) Then, he used Cube to stomp on Eggman's severed limbs, shattering the remaining bones. Rocket to roast his corpse, and finally, Frenzy to eat Eggman's heart out. A bloody Game Over screen appeared, with Sonic standing next to Tails, giving him a high-five.
I was scared and deleted the program and the emulator. An error message appeared: "Sonic.exe is behind you..."
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Sonic
Category:File Extensions
Category:Stupid is as the main character does
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Coma White

I think everybody at this point everybody has heard of Marilyn Manson. He is considered to be one of the most shocking muscians to ever live. His imagery is often considered bizarre and disturbing. One album on the bizzare side is "Mechinical Animals" inspired by glam rock and the cover featured Manson in a woman suit. It is nothing disturbing but quite weird. There were also many singles rom the album. One song meant for a single was "Coma White". Only a few copies were sent out to radio stations before being slated for a retail release. One day I was eBay and I was looking for Marilyn Manson related items to add to my collection.
One auction caught my eye. The auction was "NEW!!! Marilyn Manson Coma White Single CD!!!" Could this be it? The long lost single? Nobody was bidding for it and it was only 99 cents so far so I guessed I would take a chance. So long story short I won the bid amd it ended up being legit. The cover was white with "Mar1lyn Man5on - Coma White" in the same font as "Mechinical Animals". I put the CD into my computer. I had the song along with a program called "coma.exe". On "Mechincal Animals" it aswell had a program. It was a slideshow of art and a somewhat creepy audio track of Manson's voice distorted. I think this must of been a easter egg for radio personel. I open the program.
The program is similar to the one in "Mechinical Animals". Instead of art it had had pictures of me. The pictures dipected me mutilated with my eyes popped, skin ripped off, and all my fingers ripped off. The audio track was just a bunch of Satantic chants. I vomited all over my monitor. It would not let me close the program or take the disk out. I unplugged my P.C. and took out my DVD drive. I slide open the disk tray to find that the disk was cracked into pieces. I removed the remains and put the drive back in. I booted up my P.C. to discover that my mutilated face was my wallpaper. I smashed my computer and burned it along with "Coma White".
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Music
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Old Shit
Come

You know all those things you don't want to be real? Those things, those HORRIBLE things your parents told you were in your imagination? They were dead wrong.
I have a theory that, somehow, children can see them. For some reason, adults can't. Or won't. They're gruesome creatures, really. I don't find it pleasurable to see them.
Their skin, cracked and stretched, seeping horrible smelling liquids. They watch you through eyes, if you can call them that, they're more like large holes where their eyes should be.
They can disguise themselves as anything, though they seem to like the shape of a lost little girl the best. They lure you to empty buildings, claiming their parents aren't home and they need you to stay, then they tear you open and rip your skin off and put it on the furniture.
They take your eyes and mount them on the wall, and they take the organs they ripped out and hang them from the ceiling fans.
I would stay away from them if I were you. I'm telling you this, as a warning, because I don't want you to suffer. They're gruesome, cruel, evil little creatures. The dementia patients? They go insane from seeing us. Oops... Did I say us? That's right. I did. Turn around. I'm lost and my parents aren't home. I need you to come in with me.
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Come back to me, my friend

So, basically, I was sitting in my kitchen, watching some Netflix, and eating candy from a bowl, nothing unusual, but then some shit happened. First, my lights went out, I couldn't see shit, so I turned up the brightness on my screen, and used my laptop as a flashlight. Then, my oven clock started buzzing. So, I creeped up to it, shut off the buzzer, and slowly opened up the oven. What I saw I couldn't comprehend. It was a perfectly baked apple pie. I pulled it out, and ate a slice, but something was off. The pie tasted great, but there was something... un-pie like. I looked closely at the pie, and what I couldn't see at first due to the lack of light became frighteningly apparent. A ghostly face was cooked into the pie. And it's mouth began to move. It wasn't until the first sound reached my ears that I realized who the ghost was. A dark, suppressed memory from my 20th birthday came back to me. My mother took me to my favorite cartoon character's house, because she had swag stripper cash to pay for it. The party was bad ass, until my idol took me to the back. Things were pretty fucked up from there, but I won't tell you what he did. So, anyways, the pie ghost was talking, and when the sound came from his ghost mouth, I flipped shit. "Steamed Hams!" The sound hit me and I was about about to throw the pie at the wall, but then the lights came on. And before the pie caught on fire and disappeared, a man from my past said something I will never forget. Seymour Skinner asked me to come back to him. Come back to the dark room in which I acquired hemorrhoids. "Come back to me, my friend."
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Category:Satire
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
ComicSans.exe

One day I went to type an essay for school. I decided to write it in Comic Sans. It's looked upon with extreme scorn, however, I don't know why, I always loved it. The moment I typed the first word, it crashed and opened up my File Explorer. It brought up a file titled, "Comic Sans". I opened it up. What I found was strange. An item called comicsans.exe.
I decided to run it. When it began it went to a fullscreen .gif image. It was a child crying blood and the words, "DIE" were spinning in blood red and written in............ Comic Sans. It soon crashed and brought me back to the File Explorer.
Then there was a game called, "Comic Sans: Horrid Quest". I ran it and got ready to play. I was a stick figure walking on a floor made up of the word "floor" written in.....my god......Comic Sans. As I moved my character down the hall or whatever it was, he stopped as the camera panned to Helvetica hanging itself from a noose. On the wall it said, "CANT ESCAPE COMIC SANS" in blood. I then proceeded to sprint down the path now. He stopped again. The camera panned to Comic Sans holding a cleaver near Times New Roman. Comic Sans hacked and chopped Times New Roman into small bits. He then turned around and saw my character. A loud scream was heard as Comic Sans chucked the cleaver at my character. When the cleaver hit him, it showed a picture of my character as he spewed hyper-realistic blood.
Then, Comic Sans jumped out of my monitor. He took his fleshy and muscular arms and strangled me with them. I was losing oxygen. I died soon after. He jumped out of the window and went to kill other people. Legend has it that he still roams around Earth. He can be anywhere. Even behind you.
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Category:Satire
Category:File Extensions
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:Im died
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Comic - The Sans of Fate

Okay guys, I'm really scared. I just died and was buried, and I am typing this from the laptop they buried me with. I encountered something so strange and so bizarre it KILLED me. Literally.
==The Story==
I was an intern at Nickelodeon Studios for my degree in being an intern at Nickelodeon Studios. One day my manager came up to me and some other interns and said he had a movie they were making.
Immediately, I was excited. It wasn't too often that Nickelodeon made a TV movie, until they did it all the time like today. The manager said the movie was a sequel to the cult classic, "Manos: The Hands Of Fate". You know, the movie so ungodly terrible that after watching it I was on the brink of insanity?
The manager took all of us interns to a theater for us to watch the movie and see if it was suitable for kids. The movie began with a title card reading "Comic - The Sans of Fate".
Then the title card faded away to show Debbie, the little girl, riding an ass. The ass had long, furry ears, and was walking pretty slowly. Then it showed Michael, the father, riding a donkey instead of an ass. They were riding the animals side-by-side.
Eventually, the screen cut to static and returned to show PatriXXX holding hands with Jeff The Killer while they were walking in the same setting seen in Suicidemouse.avi. Jeff then smacked PatriXXX across the face and the screen cut to static once more.
It returned to show the bloodied, mangled corpse of Torgo. He used to take care of the place while the Master was away, but now he was dead. The blood covering his body looked hyper-realistic, like if you touched it blood would get on your fingers.
At this point, one of the interns shot themselves with a pistol. Another one hanged themselves with a rope made of Tommy Wiseau's pubic hairs. I watched on in horror.
Torgo got up, surprisingly, and stared at the viewer. He said, "Real suffering is not known" and then died again. Spooky.
The movie cut to The Master, the guy with the pornstache. He was holding hands with PatriXXX and walking down the same setting seen in Suicidemouse.avi. And then a skeleton popped out of an air vent in the room we were watching the film in.
The skeleton took out a sword and threatened to kill me. I took out MY sword and knew shit was about to hit the fan.
The skeleton and I were fighting each other, just like real pirates! We were walking back and forth on the balcony, swinging our swords when suddenly, hyper-realistic blood sprayed from the screen.
After it was sprayed, the movie resumed and the skeleton died. The movie now showed PatriXXX holding a gun in his hand. He aimed it inside of his mouth, and pulled the trigger.
Hyper-realistic blood came pouring out of his mouth as his lifeless corpse flew back. After this, the movie ended, leaving me feeling very confused.
The moral of the story is to think twice about things.
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Category:Cliche Madness
Category:Im died
Category:Loads of Characters
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Comic Sans: The Truth

Everyone knows the font called Comic Sans, y'know, the one that's called the worst.
It wasn't called the worst because of "it looks crappy" infact, there is a deeper meaning behind the font.
When Microsoft was making the font, they had kids and comic book writers editing it to make it look like, kid and comic book writing.
Right?
Wrong.
Microsoft is a torture group, created by Evil Patrixxx. They started to make computers. When ideas were low, they had kids and famous comic book writers (like Stan Lee) put into Patrixxx's office. He would use Goar Blast and the blood spatters on the wall resembled text.
This is how Comic Sans was created.
Don't use this font ever, they're still killing people, you could be next!
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Category:EVIL PATRIXXX
Category:THERY
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:YOU'RE NEXT
Category:Shortpasta
Commando Ghost

<youtube width=380 height=205>nC8zz95rm8s</youtube>Suburban Commando
Gasp...there was a ghost. I gathered my belongings and ran to the stairs. Gasp....another ghost. I gathered my belongings once again and went down the stairs. Goose....again with this ghost. I gathered my belongings and went to my grandparents room. GASSSP....the ghost was actually my grandpa going commando.
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Category:Ghoooosts
Category:Videos
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
Commemorative Coins

Tommy loved cool ranch Doritos and he'd been looking forward to getting off work, grabbing some from the corner store, heading home and eating a bachelor king nacho dinner. He had four dollars and fifty cents in change to get him from point A to point B. In his pocket, there were two loonies (he was Canadian), six quarters, six dimes and eight nickels. Some of the nickels were those funny ones that are kind of octagons but not octagons, like they just have angles instead of being rounded. This always bothered him. Also, the quarters were those stupid commemorative quarters they pump out every five days, like honestly you can't go a week without getting them all in your change but you just ignore it because there's no point in collecting them because nobody gives a damn because wtf. The loonies were fine though. Tommy was checking to see if any of the dimes were those goddamn bluenose dimes with the sailboat on them because that's also really lame... but then he noticed one of the coins... it was a commemorative coin... with HIS face on it. That's when he realized. Tommy was a Canadian ghost! And it was ghost money!
"FUCK" he thought, "I really wanted those Doritos!"
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Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Ghoooosts
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Communication

So, to be quite frank, I've smoked my share of various things. I used to smoke cigarettes more often, but I have really cut back. I smoked spice twice, that was a mistake. And, of course, I've smoked my share of grass. However, other than the spice, those things are quite normal and not much comes out of it. The reason I mention this is because of one particular cigarette I had just the other week.
My friends and I were walking down the street, it was about 1:45 am, and we decided it was time for a cigarette. We continued walking without issue when I started to smell burning plastic. The smell was caustic to say at the least and I felt terribly nauseous. I staggered and fell back onto a stone wall. My friends just sort of stared as my heart began to race.
The sickness and the smell intensified and then I saw something swirl around my friends, almost like an orange, subtle mist. My friends continued to stare at me, quite perplexed, as I stared back, equally perplexed, staring at this haze. I then saw the haze start to take shape. It had wild but hollow eyes and its mouth had jagged teeth. 
Two claws formed too and I saw the now serpentine figure in the smoke grasp the heads of my friend, Sam. Sam paid no attention. The being seemed to permeate my friend at which point Sam asked, "Dude, you feelin' alright?" As he asked this, more orange haze came forth from his mouth.
Then I noticed this haze, it was everywhere! It was a separate entity from another dimension, another level of perception, this was Communication. They were like symbiotic beings. We created them and yet they control us. WE CANNOT STAND ALONE.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Beings
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta