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Potshot

"Movement has been detected on your front porch," the notification on my phone says. I have a camera in my doorbell that sends me a message every time someone is on my porch.
Cursing, I pull up the camera feed on my phone. Sure enough, it's that owl again, pecking at my doorbell. It almost looks like the mascot for that one language app. You know... the one that teaches you how to speak Spanish and whatnot. But I haven't used that app in years. Maybe the owl's angry because I've missed so many daily lessons?
Well, I'm going to teach that OWL a lesson. My face contorts into a sneer as I pull my pistol out of my pants and click off the safety. I march over to the door and stick my pistol over the doorbell.
"Eat lead and DIE, motherfucker!" I shout, pulling the trigger.
There's a loud bang. I hear wings flapping. A second later, the owl appears outside my window.
Only there's not a scratch on it.
I'm flabbergasted. Could I have missed it? How? I got it at point blank range.
Maybe it's not even there in the first place?
I hear a pained yell outside. I look out the window to see a man lying on the ground a few feet away from my front porch. He's clutching his arm and rocking back and forth. I guess I accidentally shot him in the arm. There's another man stooped over him, trying to comfort him.
The man on the ground suddenly gets to his feet. He and his friend both march over to my door and rip it off its hinges.
"You trying to KILL us, motherfucker?!" the man I shot demands. He's clutching his bleeding arm with one hand.
I hold up my hands. "No! No, gentlemen! It wasn't me! I was just trying to shoot-"
"Shoot WHAT?!" the other man demands.
I wince. "The... the owl?"
I point out the window.
Only the owl is gone.
The men don't even bother looking. "A likely story!" the wounded man snarls. "You're OURS now, motherfucker!"
I aim my gun at them. They knock it out of my hand and punch me in the face, bowling me to the ground. Then they both bend over me and start beating me senseless with their bare hands.
"What did you do?!" the wounded man demands, breaking my jaw with his powerful fist. "What did you do, huh?! What did you do?! You gonna talk now, or what?! What did you do?! Yeah! Yeah!"
The two of them are shattering every bone in my body one by one. I release a gargled cry from my throat. My head lolls, and my gaze wanders out the window.
The owl is back. And it's giving me a shit-eating grin.
The men finally get bored. One raises his foot over my head and brings it down. I feel my skull fracture into pieces. There's a sudden, hollow silence.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Animulz
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:DIALOGUE!
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Power Rangers: The Lost Episode

When I was a kid I moved to England from Russia. I knew very little English although I know much more now. When I watched the TV in England there were only English shows and I couldn't understand a word of what was being said. I remember one show though. It was my favourite, even though I couldn't understand much. It was the power rangers. I only knew the name because of the intro at the beginning. I had an idea though. I knew YouTube and wondered if I could find a Russian dub of the power rangers. So I got my mom's computer and typed the only words in English I knew into the search bar: 'Russian Power Rangers'.
The first result had six people on the thumbnail. They looked like the power rangers I thought. The title was in English though but I clicked on it anyway. 'A brand new episode!' I thought to myself. It started with a man wearing red and white in the dark. Then the room lit up and five more people were there. Those weren't the power rangers. Then they started singing in complete gibberish that even I knew wasn't English. It was so scary. Like a cult. They kept singing in this weird language. It was so addictive but so scary as well.
I was so scared I threw my mom's computer out the window. She was pissed and I got sent to my room because she didn't believe what I saw. I forgot about it for a long time but I only remembered three days ago because now I know what it was. My new German friend showed me the same video. It was a song in German about Moscow. I was so shocked to finally find out what it was.
Beware, never look for the Russian Power Rangers. You could fucking destroy a computer.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta
Powerpuff Girls Origin

My name isn't important. I'm sure you all clicked this page to find out what I know- and how I know it doesn't matter either. It's just a fun way to kill the childhood cartoons, finding out the truth about them, right? The Powerpuff Girls was a distorted truth, based on a family the creator knew growing up.
Here we go.
The Powerpuff girls, three sisters, created in a 'lab'. Of course, they hadn't really been. What had actually happened is their poor-excuse of a father was left with his three daughters, when his wife ran out on him. (I don't blame her, either.)
Their father, 'The Professor', wasn't actually a scientist, but a pharmacist. The man consistently worked, and often did perscription pain-killers in the basement- a room the girls weren't often allowed in.
'Mojojojo' was actually their older brother, who was not allowed to live with them for... *Ahem* Reasons. He was obsessed with the girls and often kidnapped them, or lured them into his home.
In the episode 'Mommy Fearest', the woman The Professor was dating was, indeed, the girls' step mother.
She charmed their father into doing her will, but abused the girls severely when he wasn't around, and because they were poor she sought to stealing to buy herself the jewelry and such that she desired- as he couldn't pay for it. She was kicked out when their father came home and witnessed her beating the girls for catching her stealing.
Fuzzy Lumpkin wasn't any more than a creepy neighbor, one that often terrorized the girls, but didn't do much harm beyond irritating The Professor and scaring the girls.
'HIM', was their homosexual uncle. Their father convinced the girls that he was evil, for being homosexual, though he didn't do any harm. Their father told them stories and lies, to make them believe he was bad.
The Mayor was their grandfather, that played along with their superhero games.
The GangGreen Gang was a local group of teens that played along with the girls and, when the girls caught them vandalizing or breaking rules, let them 'beat them' all in fake fights.
Every character was based on someone that the girls knew, except the RowdyRuff Boys, who represented the girls anger at the world, that they had to 'fight' to keep suppressed.
And THAT, is the truth about The Powerpuff Girls. I hope it didn't destroy your childhood severely. Have a great day.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:THERY
Category:Look at me! I'm SO EDGY!
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Old Shit
Prank Call.exe

So guys, I read some creepy shit on the internet. It's called "creepypastas", the name is stupid but the pastas were VERY creepy. Definitely the creepiest one was the one with .exe in the title. It gave me nightmares, I couldn't sleep for WEEKS! I was for sure a bloody Sonic plushie would just randomly appear on my bed at some point in life! But then I found out creepypastas were fake, and I became really sad...
So anyway, my friend drove us to our high school. As we were driving, I see a sex riot this creepy hold house... I asked my friend about it and he said "He...  lives there...." My friend looked very worried when he said that. So I said "Who's the guy that lives there?" My friend lands his foot on the brakes putting the car to a stop. He looks at me and says "Listen, there's this creepy old man that lives there. He gives away old CD-ROMs." I was like, "cool."
After school was over, we did a few prank calls. We dial this random number (868-765-902) and it was that old man..... Here's a transcript of what happen:
Me: Hello?
Old Man: ...
Me: Umm.... We... stole... YOUR ROM!
Old Man: Come to me... I got a file extension for you...
hangs up*
It was very creepy. So I go over to his house, and knock on the door. He spits on me, pushes me on the ground, stabs me, rapes me, licks me, and throws the CD-ROM at me. I ran to my house and my friend asks me how I lost my virginity? And I said "Ya' don't wanna know..." So anyways, the CD-ROM had marker written on it that said "Prank Call.exe". I put the CD-ROM in my PC and weird things happened...
It brought up a menu and said "Who do you wanna prank call?" The options were: Dog, Leaf, Toilet, Patrick (with XXX at the end), Jeffrey, Bill, Bob, Nut, Phone, Bob Saget, Bill Gates, and Cions... I chose the last one, "Cions" and a bloody Sonic plushie appeared on screen and said "CLICHE!" "YOU'RE NEXT!". I was like "HOLY FUCKING SHIT THE SONIC PLUSHIE GONNA KILL ME!" I called CVS Pharmacy and there was nothing they could do about it. I pray to Bob Saget and a light shined threw the window.
A book, came out the window. It was "The Creepypasta Rules" bible. I read it to the sex riot evil Sonic plushie and it died. So I went to bed and took a shit went to sleep like nothing happened.
THE END
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:File Extensions
Category:Sonic
Category:Overused Running Gag
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Category:YOU'RE NEXT
Predictions for the Future That WILL Happen

Here is a list of predictions which will come true in the future.
#Bernie Sanders will die soon (he is 100 years old).
#EVIL PATRIXXX will live until the year 9999.
#Communism will rule the world NEXT YEAR!
#BaldarMatt will be arrested on July 32, 2016, and will intentionally drop the soap in prison because he is a desperate cunt.
#Rim-jobs will be outlawed in the year ????.
#The government will shut down Creepypasta Wiki on October 28, 2017 due to another religious Slenderman killing spree.
#Undertale 2 will be released on September 11, 2018. The game will be a remembrance of 9/11 victims featuring the cast of Undertale.
#People will still miss Hitler 100 years from now.
#Donald Trump will stop being president on January 20, 2025.
#Canada will lower the age of consent to 12 when a man by the name M. W. Joyce becomes president in the year 2019.
#The US government will confirm all conspiracy theories on December 24, 2022, the day before world ends.
#Nukes will be powered by cannabis. They will be featured on the television series, Ancient Aliens, in 2040.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Collab
Category:Inside Jokes
Category:Shortpasta
Pregnancy Joke

A man went to a doctor and said that his wife was pregnant. However, he also said that during their sexual activities, they had always taken care to use protection and that it should be impossible for this to happen. The doctor listened and smiled. Then the doctor asked, "have you heard the story of the hunter? Long ago, there was a paranoid hunter who would always bring his shotgun with him, no matter what, except one day he accidentally brought his umbrella instead of his shotgun. A fierce lion leapt into his path and he raised his umbrella like a shotgun and pressed the imaginary trigger, and the lion fell to the floor, dead." The man said, "Nonsense! Obviously someone else shot the lion!" The doctor laughed again and said, "Good, you understood. Next please!"
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Pregnant SpongeBob

SpongeBob: "Sonic, we need to talk. I think I might be pregnant."
Sonic: "What?! How could this have happened? We were careful."
SpongeBob: "I don't know, but I took a test and it came back positive. I'm sorry, I should have been more careful."
Sonic: "No, no it's not your fault. We'll figure this out together. Do you want to keep the baby?"
SpongeBob: "I don't know. I mean, I always wanted to be a parent, but I never expected it to be like this. What about you? Do you want to be a father?"
Sonic: "Of course I do. I mean, I never really thought about it before, but now that it's happening, I want to be there for you and the baby. We'll make it work."
SpongeBob: "Thanks, Sonic. I'm glad we can talk about this together. I'm scared, but I feel better knowing we're in this together."
Sonic: "We'll get through this, SpongeBob. I promise."
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:SpongeBob
Category:Sonic
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Memes
Category:Shortpasta
Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
Pregnant With a Ghost

I think a ghost impregananat me! I haven't had my period in 7 months and my stomach is really round and I feel something moving in there. It could be a gas bubble haha. I eat a lot of beans.
I think it's a goste baby!! Because I live alone and I don't like having sexies because everyone tells me to put a bag over my head cause I'm so ugly :(
So maybe I'm just gaining weight from being so lonely and hungry all the time. Or maybe it's that one time I fucked a ghost. That could be it.
Any ideas would be great thanks xoxo like and subscribe
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Ghoooosts
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
Preschool Popstar Lost Music

HELLO I'M LOGAN. THE PRESCHOOL POPSTARS IS A BAND SONG LIKE JUICE BOX DIVA IN A WHEEL AND MORE BUT LOST MUSIC THERE THE STORY I WAS CHECKING ON YOUTUBE WELL I JUST SEE A VIDEO OF THE NEW PRESCHOOL POPSTAR MUSIC VIDEO IT'S CALLED "HAIL SATAN" I CLICKED ON IT AND WAS SO SHOCKED! THE VIDEO STARTED WITH A DRUM BEING PLAYED WHEN JAZZ INTRODUCED THE CREW THEN THE NEXT SCENE IS BAILEY HAVING A SEIZURE ON THE FLOOR AND SHE HAS A RED EYE AND BLOOD IS COMING OUT OF HER AND SHE'S PRAISING SATAN OH GOD THIS STORY IS SO SCARY I'M SCARED!!! THE NEXT SCENE STARTED WITH JAZZ KILLING SOME PEOPLE AND ITS SO BLOODY I PUKED BUT I KEPT WATCHING AND BAILEY WAS CUTTING PEOPLE'S HEADS OFF OH MY GOD THIS IS SO AWFUL!!! THE NEXT SCENE JAZZ HAVING RED EYES AND A BLOODY MOUTH AND BAILEY IS WEARING A RED BLOOD DRESS WITH AN EXTRA AMOUNT OF BLOOD ON IT AND THEN TEXT POPPED ON THE SCREEN SAYING "WE'RE COMING FOR YOU, LOGAN!" AND THE LAST SCENE SHOWS THE DEAD BODIES OF THE PEOPLE THEY KILLED THEN A JUMPSCARE HAPPENS SO I JUMP OUT OF MY CHAIR AND I HIT THE LIGHTS ON THE CEILING!!!
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Category:Lost Episodes
Category:ALL CAPS
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Music
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:Shortpasta
Preview 666

Hi guys!Have you ever heard about hypnotizing?I have but i never believe it is true.But i changed my opinion.Why? 
Well a couple days ago i was surfing the internet and i was really bored.I decided to download songs to hear them later.I downloaded some and then i started typing at the search crazy stuff.I typed 666" and i found only one file, it was called Preview 666". I hit download and then i examined it.I found nothing suspicious and my antivirus caught also nothing.So i hit the button "play" the first 3 minutes everything was normal but the music was creepy as hell. Then strange things happened.My computer screen turned red and i heard children's screams. I tried to close it but it refused.So i was forced to hear the whole song.when it finished i finally managed to turn off my laptop.Suddenly i heard a strange noise in my head,the noise was exactly like the noise which TV produces when there is no signal.It was so creepy!I mean it was in my head!This sound continued being produced for about 12 hours and then it stop. I felt my body paralyze and i fell on the ground.I woke up 2 minutes after and i found my self ready to jump from the window.Then i heard a voice coming from the living room saying:<< CUT THE CHAINS HERE IS YOUR FREEDOM>> 
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:English Class Failure
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
Prime Material

It's on the news. John Terry, dead at 28. Guts ripped out. Head splattered to nothing. Gruesome. Inhumane. Bloody. Gory.
Changing.
You know what? It's something I needed to jot down. The way the intestines glistened in the air, coated with fresh blood. Maybe moving a bit...the heart, in a pool of blood...
It's prime material. The Creepypasta has to scare, no? Isn't grossing people out scaring them?
So...I wrote.
Day and night, I strived for the piece of art that one day would be nominated, posted on the front page: Pasta of the Month, The Sights!
Alas... although it received high praise, it did not make it.
So, I wrote, and wrote, and wrote...time after time, I posted more pastas onto the site.
Never did it receive the praise again.
I stressed my body for thre reward that did not exist. I strained the juices from my mind's bowel, only to find it dry, and strain it once more, and again, and...
The spree eventually came to an end. A pasta of mine was deemed 'troll pasta', and I was blocked for a week.
In the first time in two weeks, I looked at myself in the mirror. Black eyes from lack of sleep, stains of the junk food I've been eating for the past 14 days.
And I knew, at that point, that I needed to stop the pattern, the flow of garbage.
I needed...prime material.
Trying to write another story using the material from Terry's body was useless. I needed new prime material. I needed...fresh blood, in a way.
There was only one way.
The young adolescent struggled to scream underneath my arm, but as pain from the knife lodged in his back flowed in, he stopped squirming.
I looked at the results of the hunt.
Prime.
I used the material to build a new masterpiece. The paint was not stale and old, but new, fresh from the pallete.
There was no way I could lose this chance. The odds of it were, at that time, impossible.
Times have changed.
I keep on trying. It's like a cruel change from the pastas, to the...unfortunate...deaths.
The pastas get nominated, time after time. But no one votes.
I need to keep trying...I can see it on the site already...Fresh Blood, Pasta of the Month!
I can see it! I can see it!
All I need is to keep trying...and search...wait, is that...you dumb bastards. I know where you are.
Because I think I found prime material.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Old Shit
Printer

The courier has just shipped a package. I opened the door and picked up the package. This was the printer that I had waited for quite a long time. I unpacked it, connected it to the power supply and set it up as instructed, something was wrong. 1/4 of the button was lit red instead of green. I didn't care about it and started printing the documents I needed for my job. The printer was making weird noises, but I thought it was normal. Suddenly she jumped slightly, crushing the printed page. I thought it was broken but it was late so I turned it off and went to eat. The printer was on when I got back. I thought I didn't turn it off so I did it a second time. During the night I was awakened by strange noises coming from my office. I walked over to him, slowly opening the door. It was this printer that started to make strange noises and print pages with strange characters. I turned her off, but she turned on. Now the button was getting redder and redder. Suddenly, with great force, lightly cutting off my arm, she threw out a piece of paper that read:
- YOU DIE -
I took out all the pages, but she didn't stop. I pulled the plug from the socket and the printer turned off. I was so scared, but it was over, so I went to sleep. At night I felt a strange smell, as if something was on fire. I turned to my right side and saw a smoking printer. I started screaming, I had no way out. Suddenly the printer glowed red and began to shoot burning pages. I took a pot with a flower and threw it at the printer. Its side cover fell off and it began firing ink. I took a hit in my left eye. I looked to my right and saw that a burning piece of paper set the bed on fire and the fire was spreading rapidly. I had no choice but to jump out the window and run away. I looked back and saw a printer falling out of the window. I thought it had fallen apart, but she was rolling towards me, snapping pages. Suddenly she fired a piece of paper with a print:
- UP UP DOWN DOWN LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT B A -
I knew what that printout meant, but I didn't know why she had printed it. Pensive, I ran on, hiding in a narrow street. She didn't notice me. Suddenly she started making a lot of noise. Printers fell out of the windows, perhaps fifteen of them. They scoured the area for me, but I remained hidden. Approx. An hour later, I heard a hard blow. It is one of these printers that hit the basket I was in. The garbage can capsized, I was found. They took me with them to a place I've never been. There was a strange black figure there. I was hit on the head and passed out. My whole life passed before my eyes. I woke up in a psychiatrist with a huge bruise on my head.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Private Caller

Hi, my name isn't important so you don't find me. I'm a part time gynecologist for Chunguses and a full-time vet tech that specializes in treating rare and stealthy sofa bisons. I live in a small town you probably have never heard of in the Midwest. Boy howdy do we have a lot of corn lol.
Anyway, I was driving home from the office one day, listening to my music as always, and getting road rage at the stupid Spotify ads. That chick has the most annoying voice. I mention the music because there was never a break in music/ads, and I found that odd seeing as I had a missed call. My phone would have vibrated normally. But then I noticed it was from a private caller. That was odd.
Of course, as the law-abiding citizen that I am, I waited until I was home to listen to the voicemail. The first several seconds were quiet, then the dude spoke. It didn't sound like a robo caller.
"Hi, last time we caught up, you mentioned you were still interested in making extra cash." Dude I don't even know you. "It made me $100,000 just last month. You can confirm on our website that this really works." What website op? "Please give me a call back and we can chat some more about this. Looking forward to hearing from you!" And then he hung up.
I never talked to anyone about some side hustle that'd make me 100k in just a month. I'd love that. But he had no number, no name, and no website. Ok then. Not sketchy at all. I told my mom at dinner.
"What if they put a tracker in your phone now?" she asked, looking concerned. I brushed it off.
And then I woke up without any organs one day, just a mere skin-covered skeleton. I might be dead. Doot doot. Catch me doing the worm outside your house while blasting Spooky Scary Skeletons
...
Ok but for real I did get the call, I hung up after the website part though.

Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Memes
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta