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Nice Little Kitty

I passed by the normal shopping center. Nothing seemed off, abnormal, etc. I never understood why people thought black cats were evil or something. It just didn't make sense. That was up until the fact that it was Friday the thirteenth, and I was scared shitless of them.
I pass by the door as usual, nothing peculiar... Yet... I wasn't watching where I was going, and fell. I tripped over a stupid potted plant, and fell into a mirror. Luckily, it was plastic, so I didn't have to worry.
Eventually I was walking home, and I passed an adorable cat. "Awe! I wish I could take you home!" I smiled, walking home.
When I got home, however, I saw my wish had been granted, for the same cat was with my parents. Odd... "It's your birthday present!" my.. Birthday? Oh! Yeah.
"Wasn't that a week ago?"
"Yeah but we didn't give you anything!"
"Yes you did.."
"No we didn't."
A voice in my head said "Don't argue with your parents!" I obeyed, and took the cat to my room. There, it changed into a human, making me jump. "What the fu-"
"Don't say anymore-babe." She smirks at me, and kisses me. I try to back away, but she had her arms firm around my waist. For some reason that I couldn't understand, I had literally fallen in love. I don't know why, but the kiss literally had me melted in her arms. I wanted to get out of what I had put myself through, but that wouldn't have worked.
We ended up doing something that night, that I'm not sure if I regret. Oh, and by the way, we're both girls. But as soon as my parents walked in, she was a cat again. She told me her name was Alex. She was honestly amazing. In every single way. She's beautiful, funny, creative, and every time she touches me, cat form or not, I immediately fall harder into her grip.
Until one day, I changed my mind.
I had technically "owned" her for a few months. I didn't want to be with her anymore. So, I tried to break up with her as soon as my parents were gone. She completely flipped on me. She threw a book at me, then a lamp, and heavier things, until I was on the ground. I was crying, and shaking. "I thought you loved me!" She screamed in my face.
"I did but-"
"Oh my gosh you fucking ass!" She turned me on my back, and did something that I'm going to explain very vaguely. She gives me oral as a cat.
Let me say one thing... That. Fucking. Hurts.
Never tell a cat on TV, or that you find in the street you wish you could take it home.
Because this thing could happen to you!
Don't say I didn't warn you. Sometimes I still see her bright eyes glowing in the corner of my room, but when I blink, she's gone...
Sometimes she tortures me in my dreams.
Sometimes, she even does it once more.
Trust me. Never trust black cats on Friday the thirteenth.
Oh wait... Then don't trust me... Or should you?
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Animulz
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Nice Opinion

Nice opinion, just one tiny problem with it. Inspecting your post, it looks like your opinion is different from mine. Let me tell you something, I am the baseline for opinions. Any opinion I hold is objectively correct and as a result, any other opinions are wrong. Guess what? You happen to hold the wrong one! I hope you know that your opinion is now illegal. I have contacted the FBI, CIA, the NSA, the navy seals, secret service, and your mom. You'll be sorry you ever shared your opinions, by the time you're reading this, you'll be done for. Nature will punish you. Humanity will punish you. supernatural beings will punish you. Space will punish you. We decided just to make sure we'll nuke your house from orbit. So there's no chance you can run away, everyone will know you will die. It's a small price to pay, to remove your wrong opinion from this world.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:Memes
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:YT Readings
Category:Shortpasta
Nick

There once was a boy named Nick he loved Jeff the killer stories but one day his mother yelled at him for scaring his sister and that he's done reading scary stories nick said "no I like these stories you can stop me". His mother smacked him"you need to stop your 14 years old you don't need to be reading scary books and talking back" nick put his head down and walked to his room that night when nick was sleeping he had a dream a dream so exciting he woke up. Nick got out of bed and walked to the kitchen now with a crooked smile he walked in to his mothers room and slit her throat and said " YOU WONT STOP ME!" After his mother died he walked to his sisters room and jabbed her right in the neck " ITS FINE NOW YOU WONT BE SCARED EVER AGAIN". Nick heard sirens and fled.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Jeff the Killer
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Blatant Ripoffs
Category:Shortpasta
Nick.com secret page

Nick.com. The fun loving site you all know about, might not be so fun loving after all.
Today I was doing "research" about nick shows, (Totally not jacking off or anything), when I came across a game called "Nicktoons: A Shot at Love!" I thought this was weird but I played it anyway for some fap material because it looked fun. It took me to the SpongeBob page to play the game (which I thought was weird) but I thought nothing of it. The start screen showed all of the Nicktoons characters at the time the game was made. It was playing some annoying circus music that made my dick go soft. I was annoyed, but I thought maybe the music would go away when I press play. But first there was instructions. Oh boy. "Express your love for your favorite Nicktoons characters by hitting them with suction cup arrows- carnival style!" So basically you have to hit the Nicktoons characters except for cupid. (which is a shame because cupid was the sexiest out of all of them.)
I played the game and it ended up being another cheesy minigame. I lost because I was trying to fap with one hand and play with the other. When I lost I immediately got a popup. "Authentication Required The server ( www.nick-d.mtvi.com:80 (requires a username and password. The server says /." It then showed a username and password box. Being an intern at nickelodeon, I had my own username and password. (which I am not sharing due to what happened next.)
I typed my credentials in and there was a dark page with a hyperlink to death.nick.com/Dumb_Ass. Dumb Ass is MY name!!!11!!11!!!! But being the Dumb Ass that I am, I clicked the link. The link brought me to another black page with a video in the middle. It was a live stream. In the video, there was a shadowy figure in the background walking towards the camera in a dungeon-like basement. Once he stepped into the light I could see who he was. Mr. Krabs.
Mr. Krabs said "Dumb Ass. You have done well. Your brother was the finest slave I have ever have. But now I need you again. I need more victims. I need slaves. Will you help me?" There was a popup box with two selections. "yes" and "no." I clicked no, because I felt guilty for helping Krabs. The screen goes black. Mr. Krabs says in a raspy voice that he is right behind me. Before a could turn around, A paper bag was wrapped around my head and I was kidnapped.
I don't have much time left before Mr. Krabs comes back to the sweatshop and- OH SHIT! He saw me. UH oh. Noooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!
He killed me.
The End.
You're next.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:SpongeBob
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Im died
Category:I WAS AN INTERN AT
Category:YOU'RE NEXT
NickToons Racing Nightmare Edition!

My name is Vincent, and I'm a GBA junkie. My favorite GBA game is NickToons Racing, but, unfortunately, I had the unfortunate occurrence of my copy all the way back from 2002 breaking due to overuse. Oh well. 
Ah, but wait! A solution did rise. eBay!
So, after 4 minutes, 42 seconds and 3 milliseconds, I found a copy that was a $5.79 Buy-it-now, complete, mint, in-package! I did the most logical thing a 34-year old douche like me would do: buy it!
It came in the next day, which was strange because I live in Texas, and the game came from Washington! Weird! But anyways, I opened the package to find the box was ripped open in the middle, with... ewww... spaghetti noodles in it! But I'm an overweight moron, so I ripped out the game and stuck it in my GBA.
Something was wrong from the very start. The GBA logo was blood red in color! Not to mention with spaghetti noodles covering it. The opening cutscene was scary. The characters were merely limbless mannequins with plastic pimples... some of the pimples had burst open already, and the scent of slimy yellow pus somehow reached my nose.
I shrugged it off as merely a prank. I started Cup 1, and when I was taken to the character selection screen, the circle character portraits looked... odd. The characters were formed of crudely cutout magazine photos, and tidbits of digitized clay stuck onto. When I chose SpongeBob for his high speed values, his portrait was a clay model of him without his eyes. This made me scream!
The first track was made of SOUP! I had to constantly jump onto veggies or plunge into the soup abyss. The Beavers gave me a hard time due to them spamming the triple coconut powerup. The strange thing was...
Those weren't coconuts.
Those were tits.
I insulted my mom for eating Pizza Hut while crapping with hyper realistic wolf eyes and pregnant with 576 churro children. BACK TO THE GAME!
The second race wasn't "Ahhhh.. Real Racing", it was instead "Ahhhh... Real Bootlegging"! The track looked low quality and 8 bit! Like a bootleg, you might say! There were no weapons, but were instead SUPER SPEEDBURST BUTTOCK collectable items, and when you used it, green gas woild come out of your tailpipe.
Race three was in a new course called "Traffic Traction Troubles" with frozen blood as the road and was very slippery, but yes had items thank gof. Like Shields and triple coconuts! Yea! Arnold was in the background but not the race causing mayhem like GodZilla!!! Then a creepy font showed up onscreen telling me that the cartridge had been removed, but it wasn't removed!? The GBA exploded into crusty sponge pieces.
I never played or watched Nick again! but I sold it to somebody and they traded tickets to the symphony! Yay! I'm writing this in my hotel room.
SpongeBob is in my closet... watching me...
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Vidya games
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:SpongeBob
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:TRUE STORY
Nickelodeon's Missing 3

Nickelodeon had 3 shows (Note: SHOWS, not movies) that they completely removed from their archives. The first was Happy Appy. The second was Fright House Screamers, a group of 4 teenagers who would spend the night at haunted places. Sort of like Ghost Adventures, but with teens. Only 3 episodes were made before one of the teenagers was found dead, with maggots crawling in him. Only a few pieces of information were leaked about the third one. It was a animated series about a kid who could use his superpowers to make fictional things. There were 1 and a half seasons released before the voice actor and 3 of the animators were killed in a bezerk fire. The reason why they removed the show from their archives is unknown so far.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Nickelodeon Gone Wrong

In the summer of 2000, Nickelodeon had a idea. On the night of July 2, they had Smell-O-Vision specials. The Smell-O-Vision was a folder of scratch and sniff cards given out at stores like Wal-Mart.
One card was SpongeBob SquarePants, which had salty sea water, Krabby Patties, cotton candy (They were at the fair), candy, chocolate, and rock smells.
Another card was Sabrina the Teenage Witch, which had pumpkin, a Salem spell (Which involved Sabrina turning Salem into a plant), aftershave (She had a date come over) and cake smells.
And the last card was for a slime show. It was a game show which had three kids battling it out on a obstacle course for a life-time supply of Hershey's chocolate and a $200 cash prize.
The smells were slime, bubble bath (part of the course), the garbage chute and chocolate with a hint of money. Sabrina and SpongeBob had amazing smells (except the rock), but there is something Nick doesn't want you to know.
The slime smell was sickening. For some reason in the factory that they were made in, they used germs to make the smell. Over a thousand children got extremely ill, with one child dying. Nick was going to have a hiatus, but it never happened. Scientists have only just started to see the putrid smell in the slime and what it was...
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:TELAVISHUN
Category:SpongeBob
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
Nickelodeon Underground Slavery

I was an intern at Nickeloden and I made... episodes for Spongebob... and... stuff. Anyway, we had a imporant metting at 9:00 am. Me and the other interns where wondering what is so important.
I stared at the clock and the the spinner hit 9:00 am. The bell ringed and we headed into the metting room. The boss had a very evil grin on is face when we walked in. I flet like he had BIG plans for the company. He bagn to explan the chnages he was going to make, until we heard a scream coming from what sounded like it came from the basement. The boss got up and told his bodygaurd to "get down there right now!" and the body gaurd rushed out of the room. One of the interns asked what that scream was, and the boss said "I don't know. Its none of your business.". All the interns had a confused look on there facees. The boss got up and said "This metting is not going to start until 10:00 am." and left the room.
Me and all of the interns where wodering where that screaming was all about. The bell ringed and we all headed to the room development room (The room where you draw stuff for episodes). I went down to the basement to see if that person was okay.
As I went down the basement stairs, I could here a whiping noises and crying. I was scared to go further, but I did anyway.
I was finally in the basement but, I didn't see anyone. I put my ear up to the wall and heard multiple screams. I was shocked and confused. Then all of a sudden, I saw a HUGE crack in the wall. I peaked through the crack and saw a tall black man whiping people while they where working on there computers. I was SHOCKED!!! I got a wrench and broke the crack open.
The body gaurds where trying to get me and I said whats going on? They said "We are forcing them to make lost episodes!". I said "You know what?" and then I hit them in the head really hard with the wrench. I then broke all of the computers and broke the handcuffs off of the people. More gaurds came chasing after me, I picked up the gun off of the floor and shot them. Then, I saw my boss with a chainsaw chasing me! I got the gun and shot him but, it didn't do anything. The chainsaw was shooting bullets everywhere. I got a knife and stabed him but, I got shot and I was dying.
I saw all of the pepole escape and watch my evil boss die in front of me. I did what I could do to save the pepole.
My eyes slowly clossed... and I passed away...
THE END
Category:Trollpasta
Category:I WAS AN INTERN AT
Category:Blatant Ripoffs
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Im died
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Nicolas Cage Cat

I wake up. The sun is bright. I look at it. I see Nicolas Cage's face in the sun. I am happy. I love Nicolas Cage. I go downstairs to have some cereal. Nicolas Cage is on the box of the cereal. I am happy. I fetch the milk. I see his face on the carton. I am happy. I go back to my cerial. I see a cat outside of the window. The cat looks like Nicolas Cage. He looks up at me and says, "Your end is near. Soon you will be one with the Cage". I smile. I am happy. I want to be one with the cage.
I love Nicolas Cage.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta
NightMare Agario

dear diary.
i remember the day very clearly. i was sitting at my computer, playing Agario as i normally did, when suddenly i received an invite to one of the private servers that agario hosts. this was unusual because i knew that none of my friends were online and no one i knew would invite me to a server any way because they did not play agario themselves, they thought it was a game for nerds. so any way, i know what you are thinking, diary, you must of on the invite, but i did not. i was cautious. i know this was not a good idea now because of the events that came later.
dear diary
what has happened today has proved it. opening that invite was a mistake. oh why did i ever think that opening an invite from a mysterious unknown source would generate a good result. anyway, enough of my moaning. today i was brave enough to open the mysterious invite. it had been sent again overnight. as soon as i opened the invite my computer went into sleep-mode for one second, displaying a black screen, and when it came out of it it was on the game. for some reason, all of the players must have been bots, because i consistently won every i played. then it began to get scary. after i lost the fist game i lost, the image on the screen of my game flickered and it went to a white screen with the words "you lost the game. now you lose your life". well i just laughed at that because i was not dead after reading that so i just thought it was a shitty message and full of ,the aforementioned, shit. i back on to the game. ...
...
Message peters out into unreadable scrawls.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Jornel
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
Night Security

"Silence is like a skeleton, sometimes bony and dry, but sometimes
I live in Spooktown, Colorado. I work night security at a strip mall from 13-9. There is usually not much that happens, so I just listen to the radio over the PA and walk around.
The night of June 66, everything changed. There are usually 3 people on patrol, but tonight it was just me.
As I was walking past the Nike store, whistling along to [popular song], the music stopped. I could feel my heart sink to my head. Someone else is here.
I slowly creeped down the elevator to the food court. I yelled out into the dark, I heard footsteps, and then the main door slamming closed. I turned around quickly and aimed my flashlight down.
On the floor, written in blood, were the words "I can make you smart". I dropped my flashlight and ran. I don't know where I was running, you can't run from your thoughts.
Two loud noises, and my ears are ringing with blood. Is someone shooting at me? I ran upstairs, and locked my self in the janitor's closet. Something is scratching at the door, my head hurts so badly. I try to stand up, but my bones are all broken. I can't call the police because that would be weird.
And that's all I remember. I woke up at my apartment, in my bed. But I don't remember this tattoo on my hand, tell me if you've seen it. It looks like a skull playing the trumpet.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Music
Category:Memes
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Night Sounds

I awoke with a start that night, feeling like I had only just managed to drift off.  But according to the clock on my night stand I had been out for a few hours. I wondered as anyone would what had awakened me. Then I heard it. A dull thumping sound from the dark. It almost sounded like a heavy footstep on a carpeted floor.
As you would imagine, I was curious about the noise, but not afraid. I assumed it was the house settling. Or an animal under the house. Hell, it could have been someone shutting a car door outside, my neighbors were a late night bunch. Something along those lines anyway.
But then it came again. Whump! A sound I almost felt in my bones. The sound was definitely coming from in my house. I knew I had to investigate this midnight disturbance, despite my sudden dread. I had never faced an intruder before, and my phone was on my kitchen counter. 
In my bare feet I crept down the hall, like a burglar myself. I paused at each closed door to listen, but all was quiet now. I had begun to think I had been half-asleep and dreaming the noise, when it came again.
Whump!
It sounded vaguely familiar in the back of my mind, and I was sure i had heard it before somewhere. But I couldn't place the sound, and I was too nervous to think about it then. 
The sound had originated from my kitchen, and as I approached it I saw a strange. sickly pale light seeping under the door crack, and a strange shadow shifting about. I heard new sounds now, the clinking on glass against glass, bringing to mind stories about organ thieves. I know that's weird, but when you're scared your mind goes to weird places. 
The light winked out suddenly with another of those "whumping" sounds, and my heart skipped a few beats in a row.
The light slowly returned, and I knew I couldn't lurk outside my own kitchen all night. I had to know who was in my kitchen, and what they were doing. I slowly eased open the door, and gasped audibly at the sight I was greeted with. 
A hideous, hulking form was hunched over my kitchen counter. It's fur was was missing in patches, it's skin was scabby and raw looking. In places it had running sores. It's spine protruded from it's back like a line of twisted knobs. It's head looked like a rotted pigs head.
It turned to face me, bathed in the sick light I now recognized as my fridge light, and gave me a far better look at it than I wanted. It's gnarly snout cracked open, and it said something in a phlegmy, guttural voice I will never forget. 
"Do you want a sandwich?"
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Beings
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Night Video Games

I am a very avid video gamer, I can safely say that it is my favourite time-killer and I especially love to play at night. Unfortunately my uncle doesn't like me playing during night time.
He says that it is bad for my health; he is right.
He says that I should sleep more; he is right.
He says that I really should look for other pastimes; he is right.
He says that I would be much better in my warm and comfy bedroom, just like he does at night.
He is wrong.
If only he knew why I like to stay awake at night playing video games. The things that lurk in my bedroom like to stay exclusively there without bothering him. The sound of my games help me to not listen to their whispers.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Vidya games
Category:Beings
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta