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The Messenger Chapter 1

I was never afraid of Creepypastas. I read them every night. To some people Creepypastas are "NO SLEEPS" to me Creepypastas are like "SLEEPS"
Some people said to me that I am a badass because when I read Creepypastas I turn off the lights and sit in the middle of a dark hallway.
One night I was reading some Creepypastas and I heard a knock on the window. I was not scared so I opened the window and saw nothing. I continued reading and then I heard a door open. That was the moment when I started to get scared.
When I walked out of my room I saw a hooded figure with a white mask with some red markings. I thought it was a thief so I bravely confronted the man.
We started fighting but the man fought just like me. It was like me fighting with a mirror. When I stopped he stopped. After a couple minutes he said in my voice:
"DON'T SCREAM, I AM ONLY THE MESSENGER, I WON'T HURT YOU BUT THEY WILL..."
After that I woke up in my bed surrounded with mirrors.
I didn't saw myself only different versions of me.
The first mirror: Anger, the second mirror: Happiness, the third mirror: Boredom, the fourth mirror: Psycho, fifth mirror: the man I saw last night.
I got out of my room and then I had a felling someone is watching me. After that event I was so shocked that I couldn't drink, eat, sleep and even be alone. I bought a dog and named him Rocky.
But still I had that felling even when I'm outside in a public place.
That event was so shocking that I couldn't think a more scarier event but I didn't know about the events that will happen later...
End of Chapter 1.
The story continues in Chapter 2: Controlled by anger
(The story was never actually finished...)
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The MichaelLeroi Murders

I am always a fan of Bad Creepypasta much like everyone else,but I have found something out that may surprise all you fans of MichaelLeroi . I work for the police and I was sent to work a case called The Michael Leroi murders (It was a massive punishment for fucking up a case to do with an evil sonic game). Anyway me and my sister Valerie ,Valerie Hudson, were working on this case and she mentioned a story named Tails Doll vs Squidwards Suicide and then I remembered the videos by MichaelLeroi called Bad Creepypasta. While working on this case I asked my boss (His name was Boss can I have some pens) if he had any leads, he said that there were numbers on all 6 of the victims and also how the murder weapon (a knife) sounded like it has no reason.
On the crime scene of the murders the victims computers had been destroyed COMPLETELY but a video was found on their pc's called BADCREEPYPASTA.EXE. The next day was (toffee) crisp and dry so I went to my dodgy second hand game shop and decided I was going to buy my favorite game (which I didn't own) called Warm Buttery Borderlands. When I went to buy it the man said "Your going to regret this" I was angry because of the spelling of you're, anyway after I brought the game I went home and Valerie ,Valerie Hudson, asked me what I had. I was so offended so I stabbed her. Anyway I put the game in my pc and a popup came up and it said BADCREEPYPASTA.EXE,it turns out that the game WAS A VIDEO WOAHHHHH. 
The video started with Matt and Toby sitting on a sofa,until Jacob opened the door,get on the floor,everybody walk the dinosaur. Jacob then said "THAT'S IT YOU TWATS I'VE HAD ENOUGH" Toby said "Who pissed in you're golden grahams". Jacob then tryed to attack Toby but failed due to massive mind loss. Matt then said "Jacob take a chill pill" Jacob then attacked Matt with the scariest weapon ever,lazers.Toby then ran to Matt and said "I have good news and bad news" "Can I hear the good news first" said Matt "The good news is that there is no good news,but the bad news is that you're heart is missing". Jacob then screamed with PASSION "RAGHHHHHH WHY CANT ANYONE USE THE RIGHT ENGLISH IN THIS DAMN STORY" He then killed Toby. A loud scream came out of my speakers and an image came up on my computer (I'm not telling you the image,you have to work for your scares) This was as traumatizing as when my pet chao named Quare died. While being spooked out I heard a voice that sounded like Jacob say "I AM THE FIRST BANANA" I was rly scared and I slowly turned around and saw a plushie, a bloody spy plushie. I was then murdered and then became spoopy skeleton to write this.Apparently the MichaelLeroi murders were solved without my useless help. But this was only the beginning because this will get worse
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The MichealLeroi Theory

Here is my theory on the MichealLeroi channel.
Jacob Sherwood: Sex Machine, director of awesomeness, murdered the Toppler (No joke, he killed the toppler!)
Matt: Member of the Bad Creepypasta series, starred in "Bowling for soup", has an amazing voice.
Toby: Member of the Bad Creepypasta series, also starred in "Bowling for soup", can take wedgies like a man.
English Teacher: Stars in the episode "Squidward's Suicide" And beat it down so hard it does not exist.
M.D Phantasm: A recurring character in the bad creepypasta series and is absolutely hilarious to listen to.
Alexo: Created "The Ultimate Pasta" and stars in a ton of episodes
If you don't understand it already, this cast of characters makes the best possible combination for any channel, tha is why the MichealLeroi channel is so great! No channel can match it.
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The Microwave

It wasn't too long ago when my microwave was starting to go out. It would work sometimes and just go off randomly. I had to get a new one quickly because I wasn't much of a chef at the time and was living off of pizza rolls.
I didn't have much money so I ran by a family friend who owns a pawn shop. He said a microwave came in not too long ago and he would give it to me for the price he paid for it. That's when the odd events started to unfold.
I was young and liked to play music very loudly but during every song I listened to, I heard a faint noise. It sounded like a microwave. I would shut off the music and look behind me. It was odd because there was no way that it could go off without an energy source. It happened a couple more times but I ignored it. I returned back to my apartment and cleaned it. I plugged it in and started to make some pizza rolls. I looked away for one second and smelled something burning.
The pizza rolls were on fire.
I scrambled around the kitchen to find something to put it out but wound up throwing sugar on it. It made and awful mess and I spent the majority of the day cleaning my pad up. Nighttime was upon me and I was about to get some shut eye when I smelled a very distinctive smell. It smelled like a chicken pot pie.
I went into my kitchen to inspect it but came up with no explanation. I looked in the oven and the microwave and found nothing. I just assumed that my neighbor was colling a chicken pot pie outside his window or something. I shrugged it off and went to bed. At about 3 a.m. I was woken up by a loud noise that sounded like a vacuum. I sat in my room in fear because to be honest, I was scared easily. I turned on every light in the house and found the microwave to be going. The timer was set to 15 minutes and was cooking nothing. I turned it off and assumed it was electrical problems. I decided that in the morning, I would take it back and get a brand new one.
Throughout the night I was plagued by nightmares of being on fire and inside of a boiler. I would wake up with the sweats and fever like symptoms. I ran to the bathroom and threw up.
I took the microwave back to the pawn shop and never had those kinds of problems again.
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The Mid-Night Snatcher

During the Great Depression in the U.S, people didn't have jobs or money to support themselves or their families. So in other words food and supplies were scarce during those times.
Every time a child would whine that he or she was hungry the mother or father would tell them a story about a creature named the midnight snatcher that would steal children at night and cook them in a giant pot in his lair, which was the sewers.
There was a boy named Billy who thought that story was bullshit, so he decided to go to the sewer with a couple of his best friends and prove to everyone that the mid-night snatcher wasn't real.
On their way to the main sewer line three of Billy's friends chickened out and ran away Billy called them pussies and proceeded to the main sewer with his remaining friend Chuck.
They get inside of the sewer and Billy swears he sees something and he goes after it. Chuck stays behind.
15 seconds later Chuck hears Billy screaming for help, he follows the scream.
He follows Billy's voice until he finds him in a cage being lowered into a giant pot full of hot water and vegetables.
Billy tells Chuck to forget about him and go home and tell everyone that The Mid-Night Snatcher is real.
Then when Chuck turned around he saw him.
He was wearing a big black trench coat and with a dusty Pandora and he was 7 feet tall.
Before Chuck could say a word The Snatcher picks up a brick and bashes Chuck in the head with it.
Then, he takes Chuck and throws him in the cage with Billy and he presses a button that starts to slowly lower the cage into the bubbling pot.
The Mid-Night Snatcher laughs and he says that tonight he will feast.
Sadly Billy and Chuck are boiled to death by the snatcher and consumed.
15 years later police find the bone's of the two boys in a sewage treatment plant.
With a note saying "Long live the Mid-Night Snatcher."
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The Midday Game

The Midday game is a game played by the... well... other religions that are not related to Paganism. Here are the steps and supplies, supplies first.
1. A flashlight
2. A comic book, a homemade comic would be the best to use.
3. Some pot roast, for meat reasons and for protection
4. A hairdryer to dry the Midday Man
5. A PC or Mac desktop for gaming porpoises
6. A photo is EVIL PATRIXXX
And now on to the steps...
1. Have all of your supplies ready
2. Knock on the door 11 times
3. On the final knock, it will be 12 o' clock PM, you have just summoned the Midday Man
4. Now you walk around your very light house (did I mention that a skeleton will pop out? Also, have all of your lights on)
5. If you see the Midday Man, eat some of the roast and grab your comic book, have him read it and run, you can also go on your PC and play some Dota 2 or League of Legends
6. Signs that the Midday Man is near is that you will hear, "Ai is gonna hugz you" or see sunscreen bottles
7. If that fails, he will hug you and leave your house.
8. Once you win your game of Dota 2 or League, he will leave your house.
9. Once he finishes your comic, he will leave.
Good job! You won, now go ahead and play the Midnight Game, the Midnight Man is not friendly I'll tell you that.
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The Middle of the Night

Have you ever thought that when you are in trouble that you only might get a light punishment from your parents? Well then your wrong. I learned this the hard way. This is the short but true story of my night time experience please dont search something else. The show is just getting started.
My 20th birthday was awesome, and then i got my learners permit to strart driving some, well one night i was coming home late and no one else in the car so i was nervous about getting pulled. But i just kept going.
I thought everything would be alright and that i would just get home and get grounded. But i never saw the minivan pull out in front of my jeep. I decided in a split second to pray and slam on brakes. That one second wasnt enough.
The impact sent me flying out across the road because i wasnt wearing a seat belt (another stupid mistake) i thoght that i was going to die. Oh how that would have been a pleasure.
The pain nearly killed me as i collided with the pavement. And the driver of the other vehicle was killed on impact. I felt terrible because i had kind of killed him, but it didnt last long because i lost the ability to move and about a pint of blood.
I was rushed to the hospital and my parents where there waiting for me. My mother was crying and about to die. My dad was going to kill me for being so stupid. And my brother was over seas fighting in the war. And i was crippled for life not able to move from waist down.
I think i got off lucky. I think someone was up there looking out for me. I thought i was only going to be fussed out by my parents. But i got a lot more than that!
Just rember whoever reads this that there will always be a bigger punishment and that god is looking out for you.
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The Midi File in the Email Attachment Cliche

One day I was in the attic looking around for things to sell at a pawn shop. Everything was dusty and cluttered, boxes labeled "memories" and "old games." I was walking and then I tripped on a large object, I looked behind myself and saw my old computer. I forgot all about the computer since I hadn't played it since I was nine. My parents got it for me as a present, I had gotten into it, but I got bored and it just sat on the counter until my parents probably put it in here. I already have a nice laptop, but I decided to take the computer to my room and tried to boot it up. Sadly, it didn't boot. I expected it, it was a Windows 98, it probably got dust in its mainframe or something. 
I was about to push it to the side when I noticed a flashdrive which is kind of odd because I looked up the year flashdrives were invented and apparently they weren't out to the public yet in 1998. I took out the flashdrive and put it in my laptop. "Downloading file 1/68." it took about an hour but it finally finished downloading. Three applications appeared on my desktop, the microsoft email service, half life, and a weird pinball game. I clicked the microsoft email application and it already had a email signed into it.
Woah, this was my ancient email address, there were emails from my aunt and uncle from a decade ago, even longer ago than that! I had a weird email, though. It was named "You gotta listen to this man!" I clicked it because I really like music, it's dope. The link sent me to a private youtube video, but then I signed in and it said I could watch. I put in my headphones and closed my eyes, ready to listen. It was a midi of Justin Beiber. I thought it was a prank and I laughed, but I remembered something. This email was from 1998, so Justin Beiber wasn't alive. How did he send this link? I was super freaked out so I got out of the browser. Just then I got an email, "YOU LIKE MIDI?" I replied, "How did you do that, Justin Beiber wasn't alive yet!" The person replied, "YOU LIKE MIDI? LOOK AT DESKTOP NOW." I listened to the man with poor grammar and looked on my desktop. Oh... my... God... 
Bonzi buddy was now on my desktop and he was singing! My ears started bleeding hyper-realistically! I cried and an error message popped up, "TURNING TO MAXIMUM VOLUME." OH MY GOD BONZI BUDDY STARTED SINGING ROW ROW ROW YOUR BOAT. I grabbed a torch and set my laptop on fire, finally it was gone. It stopped, but now I had to buy a new laptop.
I guess the lesson here is fire is always the answer.
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The Midnight Scratching

Every night.
Every night I hear this scratching noise at my door. It goes on for around 30 minutes and just ceases.
I have taken to type this journal on the scratching just to keep myself somewhat sane.
__NOTOC____NOEDITSECTION__
== Day 1: ==
The scratching is here. It sounds like claws just scraping the door repeatedly. I don't know what to do other than to wait.
== Day 2: ==
The scratching seems to consist of 2 scratches per 10 seconds. Mostly useless knowledge but anything helps I suppose. 
== Day 3: ==
Oh god, it isn't just me anymore. After the scratches at my door cease they now go on to my brothers door. I'll tell him tomorrow.
== Day 4: ==
My brother was asleep when the scratching was at his door. He didn't hear it. He says tonight he will stay awake to record the noise. I can't take allot more of this.
== Day 5: ==
My brother recorded the noise and we listened to it for hours, no results. Tommorrow I open the door and smash the damn things head in.
== Day 6: ==
The dog.
The fucking dog was scratching at the door to get our attention.
FML
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The Midnight Walk

i went for a walk in the woods last week. it was at midnight, which everyone knows is the time with the ghosts. anyway, i was walking. at midnight. it was midnight last week, and i was walking, because my sources told me that around midnight was when the ghosts came out, so i was out for a walk at midnight hoping to find one. it was dark, perhaps too dark to find any ghosts, but that was because it was midnight, and I was walking in the woods, which were typically pretty dark. if it wasn't for the fact that ghosts mostly came out at midnight (which was when i was walking), I would have picked a different time to walk, but because it was a good time to find ghosts, there I was, walking at midnight.
i thought i saw a ghost to my left, and i jumped with a gasp, but it was not ghost, it was a cat. i must have thought it was a ghost because i was tired, likely because it was midnight, and i was walking when i should have been sleeping. walking at midnight is a difficult task, because even though it's when ghosts are going to appear, you are also tired, so you don't feel like walking at midnight.
i did not have the problem, for i was out at midnight taking a walk. i was approaching the deep part of the woods, almost at the end of my midnight walk (fr those who don't understand I am referring to the walk I took at midnight) when i looked down at my arm and gasped
i was wearing a watch
and the watch said 1 am
it was not a midnight walk at midnight at all...
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The Mii with No Eyes

One day, at a bootleg game store, I bought a 3DS. It had no box. But it was sealed. The price was $0.06 US DOLLARS. Which came with Ocarina of Time 3D. I was so suprised, I rushed home.
When I turned on my 3DS, I decided to go to the Mii Channel. It had one Mii. It had no eyes. Then my 3DS crashed.
I tried to turn it on, but it didn't work, so I brought my friend over to fix it. It still didn't work, then I got a screwdriver and took it apart. It was burning, I brought my fan, and it cooled it down. I decided to go to the Mii Plaza.
It had glitches and I decided to play one of the games in it, The text said: "They Took My Eyes....666..666...666.."
Everything turned red. No, BLOOD RED. The text then showed: "You are next.....................................666.".
The screen shattered and I heard screaming in my bathroom. I found my friend dead, and inside the bathtub.
I saw the Mii's name, it was "Uahdtutmn". His creator was "DEAD". But it was hard to see with the screen broke.
When I woke up this morning, I found a demon, sitting in my kitchen, staring at me with red, shiny eyes.
It soon scarred me for life. And to this day, I live at my grandma's, hoping it's gone already......good night.
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The Miley Cyrus Theory I created back in 2014!

Everyone knows Miley, right? The once famous pop star, Hannah Montana who is now a Brittney Spears 2.0?
Well, let me tell you why she became who she is now.
One night, Miley was walking own the street and out of nowhere, Brittany Spears mugged her and then injected DNA into Miley's skin then a skeleton popped out and ate her brains like a zombie!
The next day, Miley became an evil twerk monster and shoved her butt into everyone's faces and started French kissing 200 people! She stripped into her bare skin and started singing I CAEM IN LEIK A REKING BAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWLL!! While she grabbed a wrecking ball and destroyed the White House. Then Obama came and told Miley to cut it out then Miley grabbed a bazooka and fired it at the president. Then Miley twerked at her former fans. One of them was Katy Perry (don't ask me why) who turned into a cat and yelled I GOT DEH EI OF DA TYGA!! While she used her psychic powers to kill Miley. But she failed, and got hit by a satilite then Miley took over the world and became invincible!
And then a skeleton popped out and I woke up from that crazy dream, opened my window and saw...
A duck...
...TWERKING TO MILEY CYRUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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