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One Floor Above

January 18, 1998 3:30 PM: I doubt they will find me here. No one will find me here. I have tucked myself away from society and all social aspects. It was so easy. The door to the motel was open and I've made myself at home. The plan is for me to go to the store only at night and get the bare essentials. I think I'll leave around 10 tonight and stick to the shadows. Maybe wear a jacket or something.
January 18, 1998 11:56 PM: I've successfully gone to the store and spent about $40 on food. I hope this will last at least a week if I can ration it out properly. I've heard some very odd noises coming from the room at the end of the hall and a figure dart past . Must be some old pipes or rats in the wall. I need to go to bed or else they might catch on to me. The TV has no cable in fact there is no electricity in the entire building so I'm stuck with no entertainment or refrigeration for the food I bought. Stupid me.
January 19, 1998 9:13 AM: I didn't sleep at all last night. I'm not sure but I think there might be someone on the second floor. Either that or a huge rat wearing heavy toed shoes. Hahaha. Stupid me.
January 19, 1998 11:38 AM: I've kept myself entertained by writing and doing puzzles. But all I can I hear are those DAMN footsteps. I ought to go up there and beat the shit out of whoever is doing this but I'm starting to become afraid of what It could be. I mean, they are so heavy and It also sounds like something is being dragged. As long as there is a lock on my door I feel somewhat safe.
January 19, 1998 4:13 PM: I propped a chair up on the door because I can hear the footsteps outside my door now.
January 19, 1998 7:45 PM: The thing is knocking on the door now. I've found a steel pipe to defend myself with and I'm hiding in the corner.
January 19, 1998 9:22 PM: I feel as if this is my last entry in this diary. The knocking has stopped but I feel a strange feeling of death and I'm scared for my life.
Stupid me.
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One Late Evening

It's late, and your on the couch watching the latest episode of Adventure Time that you recorded for just such a situation. Your nodding off during a commercial when all of the sudden you hear knocking at the door.
*Knock knock knock*
You sit up and look over at the door. It's way to late for someone to be out there now... and besides your shows back and you don't want to move.
*Knock knock knock*
Oh for christs sake. "Go away, were trying to sleep here!" You yell in a half-assed attempt to get them to leave.
*Knock knock knock*
You groan, but eventually get up off the couch and walk to the door. When looking through the peephole you see a man standing on the other side. Your not sure why but something about him is giving you the chills. "Listen old man, Whatever your selling we don't want any. Go away.
You walk half way back to the couch before the knocking comes again, but more violent this time.
*Knock knock knock*
You get frustrated. What does this son of a bitch not understand, you think as you stomp over to the door. You unlock the door and swing it open to find no one. Not a soul. "Real funny, asshole." You yell before slamming the door shut. But before you could turn around, a cold, boney hand lands on your shoulder. "Thanks for the meal." He says gleefully.
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One Magical Day

One day I got up and said "well I guess I'll go on a crazy ass adventure and then I looked at my new possessed PS3 and my blown up xbox 369 after a ass goblin shit in it" so I went and got some cereal opened the box saw a tarantula in my lucky charms and was all full of NOPE and went to take a shower when I got in and started I dropped the soap and decided to leave it there and got dressed. When I got out the door and found slender man and remembered he got shot in the face the night earlier and PATRIXXX was there to trying to eat slender man so I kept walking. When I got out to the town I walked into Subway and I realized... The Ass Goblin was there ordering a meatball sub and I pointed and said I thought you got eaten and he turned around dropped his meatballs and said I did but I've returned to wreak havoc on the world and shit and he backflipped out the window so I ran out into the parking lot and stepped on a big ass Lego and fell over and I got up his ass was primed I got out of the way quick before he fired his brown ass lazer he kept doing that until PATRIXXX appeared and ate him... he's gone... for now...
One day later, I got a package in the mail today and when I opened it I saw the goblin with his ass ready to fire, there was a loud buzz a giant light...
... and then a skeleton popped out of his ass and I died again.
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One More Block

It was about 6 o'clock in the evening (UK time) And I was playing Minecraft, I had been playing for a few hours and decided I would finish up on my game for today, That was when I saw that block of diamond, I approached it like any other player, checking for mobs before mining the block, no mobs in sight so I mined the block. Behind the diamond block was a small cavern, I decided I would take a quick look in there before quitting, strangely as I entered the cavern it was already lit up, But with a purple colour usually unseen in the Minecraft lighting, I was intrigued by this so I turned a corner to find the light source. That was where it stood.
In front of me their was an 'Enderman' Mob, I shrugged it off but it felt like something was not right, I passed the creature to find nothing but a blank stone end of the cavern, I then turned back and to my surprise the Enderman hadn't moved, I had not looked at it so I shouldn't have been stood still, but it just... Stood there watching me with its pale emotionless face. Something was not right about this mob. I stood for a second pondering in thought when I realized it, its normal purple eyes were replaced by pale white eyes, staring me into the face. The creature made no noise and stood still all except its eyes, seeming to follow me where ever I moved in the cavern, I turned my back making a run through the hole I came through. Just then my screen blacked out and my monitor switched off, I quickly turned it back on and looked at my desktop. I reloaded Minecraft hastily to see all my other save files missing all except the one I was on. I quickly loaded it up to find myself back at my bed, stripped of all items and my skins eyes replaced by those white, soulless eyes.
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One Raziel, one fate!

Perspective pans across a forest clearing where stands an elder vampire before the looming pillars of fate. From the south approaches Raziel, a twice scorned vampire, reincarnated as a wraith who wields the fabled ASS REAVER!
Raziel: "How could you toy with fate, kain? Just to save your own skin, no less!"
Kain: "Because fate is like a glass jar of cruelty upon which you must sit, Raziel. On the one hand I was meant to simply allow the jar to pass into my colon, should I reject the jar, it would shatter internally and seal my doom. Nupraptor ensured this. But suppose you removed jar entirely? Suppose instead, you bounced on your boys dick? That was my gambit, Raziel. To save the asshole of every vampire and mortal alike, I needed you to shatter the jar, so that I remove the glass jar of fate from your anus and replace it with a much more preferable boys dick.
Raziel: "But my righteous indignation! Doesn't that count for something? I came all this way to get my revenge for you shoving me into a whirlpool of acid and butt seeking glass jars! I've killed every one of my brethren... just so you could save them?"
Kain: "In fact I counted on it, Raziel. Fate needed you here in this moment. There was nothing you could have ever done to avoid this moment in history. You were always meant to land right here, on this glass jar, which will shatter inside your asshole."
Raziel: "...fuck."
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One Terrifying Night in Central Oregon

The events of that night grow dim in my memory, but certain aspects of those events remain vivid, even as time passes. And time.... Time always passes.
The events of that night changed me. They changed my life. Yet, in many ways, the essential Iwhoever I am at the core of my personalityin a nature vs. nurture senseremains unchanged.
In some ways the lives of my friends and family, too, have changed. Some of those changes have been the natural result of the passing of time. (And folks, time always passes.) Some of the other changes were the result of the events of that night.
That night, that night. How does one begin to explain a night like that? If you've never experienced a night like that, dear reader, then you don't knowso I will tell youhow one night can alter many aspects of your life, while simultaneously altering your perception of the aspects of your life that remained the same.
How does one begin to explain a night so terrifying, a night so shocking, that it chills me still to my very soul to even think of it? I wish I could think of a way.
Heed my warning, kind reader, you reader of words with kindness in your heart: If you ever go into the forest, into the coniferous, rich, deep forests of Central Oregon, and if, upon going into that forest, you encounter events of life-changing importance, with profound implications for the life of one manin my case me, and in your hypothetical case, beneficent reader, youI urge you to document those events, that they may serve as a warning to others who might one day enter the rich, dark coniferous forests of Central Oregon.
I, for one, will do the same.
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One day I woke up and found my butt was missing it was terrible

One day I woke up and then I suddenly felt that I could not feel my legs. it was very painful and I could see my bones. so I stood up and fell off my legs because I found out my butt ran away from me
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One night at evil patrixxx

So hey there, I'm just here to tell that I used to a night guard at evil patrixxx's pizzeria, I don't even know why they wanted to do this, I mean, evil patrixxx can, like, literally sallow 100 human size food, or food meant for 100 people, into his mouth! So basically I want to know what's going on because I thought it would be funny to become a night guard. When I first stepped in, i saw spongeebobby, sqouiddyword, sundely and evil patrixxx. And yes, these were animatronics's names. So I went into my office, and oh my lord! There is, like, 6 dead bodies with super duper hypyrly realistic blood everywhere and they were all stuff in a suit!!!!111 I definitely regretted joining. Ok, so I check this here and there... hold up, did evil patrixxx just move? Oh my god. Well, at least I brought a 8 in 1 thing, it's one of those things that is small, but have, like, a bajillon things in it. So one of the use of my 8 in 1 thing is that there is a flashlight, the others are a knife and other stuff that I can't remember, but I've got stuff to worry about. I'm scanning the hallways... hold up, isn't that a Mr. Red poster?!?!?!?!?! That's crazy and messed up. It's only 3am in the morning and I'm panicking like a crazy idiot! I'm supposed to be here from 12am to 6am and I'm really going super duper badonkers! Ok ok, I'll admit that I fell asleep, but trust me, it's harder than you think, I only woke up because a hyper realistic bloody evil patrixxx was outside my office, I threw a paper ball at him before slamming a door into his horrible and miserable face, which absolutely looked absolutely disgusting, it was 5.50 am at that point, and I had shut the other door, and I was scrolling through YouTube, it was only 5.59 am when the power when out, and I freaked out so much that I basically fell off my chair so hard, I swear I could had a concussion. I was panicking and crying, when it turn 6 am, and it did, I sign of relive and I dashed out, I then quit my night guard job and left the place. It stuck with me until today, as in, my night guard story.
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One of Those Wristbands

I found my mom dead unexpectedly early last month. She was 44, and we're not sure why she died, but she had some health problems that could have potentially led to heart failure. That's what we think happened.
Still, it was really out of nowhere. I was the one to find her (Dad and my little brother were at Bonnaroo), but that's not the unsettling part.
I found her in the morning dead in her bed (for hours) after I had woken up and showered. However, before I showered, as I walked out of my room down the hall to the bathroom, I thought it was weird that I couldn't hear anything from my mom's room.
This is not something I would have questioned normally (assumed she was gone, that I just couldn't hear her, etc.). But it flashed through my head, "What if she was dead?", and I reasonably ignored the idea as ludicrous and random and took my shower.
25 minutes later, I walked into her room to say goodbye before I went to work.
In the surreal whirlwind of overwhelming emotion and activity that ensued, I didn't think about my glimmer of premonition for days or even weeks. Even now, months later, I think it was probably just a hosed-up coincidence. But drat.
Oh yeah, she died on a Friday morning, early but we're not sure when. A week after she died, my dad was woken up by somebody poking him insistently at around 7am (he was sleeping in the bed she died in), but when he looked around nobody was there and my brother and I were both asleep in our rooms.
A week or two after she died we also randomly found one of those wristbands (you know, for cancer or for poverty or whatever) that was black and for personal loss, hanging on a towel rack in her bathroom, that none of us had ever seen before.
These things are mildly comforting, mildly eerie, and probably not noteworthy.
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One peculiar bee

A true story.
==One sunny afternoon...==
I was frollicking meters upon meters across the glorious meadows of England. I was skipping about in a way one might describe as slightly queer, but that wouldn't bother me because I was happy as can bee. I was picking the glorious daffodils, dancing with the butterflies, and humming with the bumblebees. I was skipping and being SO delightful when I heard a crunching sound under my foot! I suddenly stopped and glanced down to see what had happened! 
==Excretory waste hits the fan.==
It was a dead bee! But it was still twitching! How ghastly, I thought! I murdered a bee! After crying for nearly twenty long, sorrowful minutes, I finally came to my senses and decided upon what to do. If I kill one bee, I must justify my actions by killing every other bee in the same way! I tore across the meadows insanely, crushing every bee. I was horrified by myself, but it was fun! I didn't stop at the bees, either! I also crushed every butterfly, hummingbird, small animal, and insect and everything in between that occupied those meadows. It was fun and I felt content with my actions, and I believed it rightfully justified my  murder of the bee. Now I must move onto the next meadow and do the same. I mustn't hesitate!
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One shitty story

Wednesday, 17 June 2015
This story is 100% true. My family has a warped sense of humor and these events really happened. Two of my uncles, lets call them John and Joe, were electricians building a three flat in the city some years ago. At the time, poop humor was a normal part of their entertainment. Joe would plant dookies in strange places around the building where he knew  John would find them, and vice versa. It was good wholesome fun and didn't require much planning. After all, everybody poops. Between the first floor and basement of the building there was a large hole that had to be repaired, but the construction workers used the hole to pass tools and material from one floor to the next. One day, John yelled down to joe through the hole, "Joe, catch this box of wire nuts!" So Joe waited patiently beneath the hole to catch it. But the wire nuts never came. What did fall through the hole was a fresh and steamy turd straight from John's ass. It narrowly missed Joe's head and landed on the floor with a splat. He was not amused. The only thing better then poop humor, is poop revenge. Later on that day, Joe went outside, sat bare assed on top of John's new car and laid a fresh one on the windshield. When John got wind of this he ran outside, jumped into the vehicle and frantically turned on the wipers. As you might imagine, this wasn't his best idea. Human feces are pasty in texture. Instead of cleaning the mess, the windshield wipers only spread the crap around like a rolling pin. Lesson learned
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Onions - a Korean Folk Tale

In the very earliest days of human history there was a time when men used to eat one another. This was because in those days men often appeared in the form of cattle, and so were slaughtered for food.
At last a certain man set out in quest of a better world. In his wanderings he met a leper, who asked him the reason for his journey. He answered "This world is horrible and I hate it, for men eat one another. I am on my way to seek a better world, where men may not do such evil things." To this the leper replied, "Your quest will be in vain, for wherever you may go you will find that men everywhere behave in the same way. So I would advice you to go back to your native place." Then the wanderer replied, "I cannot go back now, for if I do they will assuredly kill me. Whatever shall I do?" The leper said, "My advice to you is that you should eat onions. Any man who does so will thereafter appear in human form, even though he had previously appeared in the form of an ox."
So then the traveler hastened homewards. As he drew near his home he met some of his friends, and greeted them cheerfully, "Hullo, how do you do? I haven't seen you for some time." Thereupon the others said, "The lowing of this ox is most remarkable," and instantly they seized him. He was greatly alarmed, and said, "No! I am not an ox. I am your friend, and my name is..." But the others did not understand what he was saying, and said to one another, "This ox is bellowing too much. Isn't he making a din? We had better kill him at once." With these words they tied him to a post.
Just then it happened that a young girl passed by, carrying a basket full of onions on her head. With great effort he managed to snatch one and swallow it. When he had eaten it all he immediately changed into human form. The others were astonished, and said, "What, so it is you, our dear friend. We are very sorry indeed. We did not realize it was you."
So then he told them all about the miraculous powers of onions, and advised them to eat them. From that day men began to eat onions, and thereafter always appeared in human form. And it is said that the cultivation of onions was encouraged in order that men might not eat one another any more.
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Only God Can Help You Now

If you've played minecraft, then you probably know about this being called 'Herobrine'. He is supposed to be wearing the default skin for minecraft, but with empty pupils. His eyes are completely white. He's supposed to be this mysterious guy, just running around and doing random, griefer-like things in your worlds, like building pyramids and other structures. Most of the time, he stalks you from the fog, and when you get close to him, he teleports away. Being the curious person I am, this intruiged me. So I scoured the Minecraft Forums for ways to find this being. From what I gathered, playing on render distance "tiny" can increase your chances of finding him, like using the seed "longliveherobrine" or "herobrine". Creating herobrine's altar can summon him, as well as playing the music disk "11".
So I decided to take all of these circumstances and put them in one single world. I created the world and put the render distance on tiny, with the seed longliveherobrine. Since I have invedit, I gave myself the materi
als needed to survive a long time, a jukebox and the music disk "11", and the materials needed to create Herobrine's altar. I created the altar while playing the music disk, and lit the netherrack, but nothing happened. So I went exploring. Nothing exciting happened until night. I went and fought a few baddies until I was level five. Then an enderman spawned in front of me. I looked up to find the enderman's jaw open, but weird pixel-ey blood was dripping out. After what I think was a minute, the game crashed. Instead of being freaked out and never playing the game again, I just re-opened the program and logged in, but at the title screen the splash phrase said, "wAkE<0./uP". Weird, I thought to myself.
I just opened my main world, "Arcadia" and went mining. After the mining trip, I went back up into my jungle tree house. It was night. As I went to my bedroom, a thunderstorm started. So, I went to sleep and hoped that the thunderstorm stopped. When I woke up, I found Herobrine at my doorway. "Hai!" I said to him in my mind. He charged me and completely destroyed me, but when I died blood spattered all over the walls and ceiling. I respawned next to my bed, and Herobrine just sat there. Staring at me. Then he said, "Only god can help you now" and my game crashed. In the desktop, I saw that the icon for minecraft.exe was replaced with herobrine's face. Maybe un-installing then re-installing minecraft will help get rid of this, I thought. So I un-installed it, but it won't re-install, and every time I go to the download page, it just 404's. I guess he's just haunting my computer now. your's is next wAkE<0./uP
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