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Origins of Laughing Jack

There was once a man named Jack he was happy with brown hair and he was always used to being around children when he would rock them to bed.Oneday he joined the army on his first day he said bye to his mom and his last words to her were "bye mom see you in hell".His mom thought wierd.So he got his head shaved and started wearing a hoodie.The general got mad at him and said "get that asshole hoodie off"Jack shot the general and then thought kill was fun.He blew up one guy and a kidney flew into his mouth.He thought "these taste good".One guy said dieing"cut your eyes out BITCH".Then the guy died with Jack standing there laughing and thinking "This is so fun".That night Jack was banned from the army with the army people being recoverd/Jack got so mad and furios that he cut his eyes out and said "now just need a mask".He found a mask and began rubbing blood from his eyes under the eye part of the mask.His mom heard him laughing and said "Jack sweetie are you ok".Jack said "ok? IM BETTER".
Jack said "Mom you look a little tired".When his mom went to bed he got a giant sharp knife cut out his moms kidneys and ate them then he ripped out his moms liver and ate it.The next day Jack yelled "kids lets play knife tag".The kids cheered and played with Jack but it wasnt the tag you played when you were a kid they were all kidney and liverless and dead.Jack thought "yum kidneys".He thought about everyone he killed and said "more kidneys equals more nutrtion".Police are still on the lookout if you see this man that fits the description call 911.
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Origins of Trollpasta

I'm a merchant, hailing from a village, they call me by many names, depending on the location.
So here I am going, by the road, to the nearby capital city to sell my goods. My mule is carrying them behind me, and I'm gently puling it with a rope.
I reach a bridge and inhuman noises echo below it, causing my mule to break free of my casual grip and run away over it. Luckily most of the goods fell off when it jumped.
I was about to cross the bridge, but it came to me that it might have been trolls making those noises, and trolls don't like it when yo cross their bridges without paying a toll, not one bit.
I know my way around them though, so I calmly climb down and check under the bridge, and indeed, there's three trolls there, eating some strange worm-like substance. I toss them a shiny coin, made to look like a priceless antique but quite worthless really, one of the trolls grabs it and inspects it, then smiles at me and beckons for me to join them.
Trolls have two-sided personalities, you know - treat them respectfully and they act benign and friendly, disrespect them and you might find yourself in pieces.
With this in mind, I take a seat and look around a bit. I have some casual conversation with the three, not very interesting, since trolls aren't that bright. I was stunned though, when they offered me some of what they were eating.
It was a slimy, ochre mass, it looked like a tangled mass of tentacles, I almost gagged at the spot, but my curiosity kicked in, so I took the smallest I could from the meal, and tasted it.
Low and behold, it was glorious, it seemed to melt in my mouth, and it wasn't really slimy at all, just deliciously moist and filling. I ate the whole ration and stood up, took a few steps away and then faced back.
I said outright that it was the best meal I've ever had, and asked if I could learn how to prepare it myself. The trolls took another look at the coin and motioned me to come closer. One of the trolls showed me exactly what was used for the dish, and how. I said my goodbye and departed to the city.
There, I sold my goods and opened a bakery, and at first it wasn't very popular, but eventually enough people tried the unique dish I was offering.
I grew rich quickly, and passed on the Trolls' secret recipe to my children and grandchildren, and eventually they gave it away to the world.
Today, I sleep peacefully knowing the entire world is enjoying trollpasta.
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Ornaments

Have you ever had an ornament in a room?
It can be amber, a doll or some other sort of trinket.
You know how dolls have their death stare? It always creeps you out if you look at it long enough.
And you complain about hearing noises in the night. Think about it.
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Osaka's Completely Normal Day

While I was browsing /a/ and groaning at all the people drooling over seasonal waifus, I saw an interesting thread. The thread had an image of Osaka from Azumanga Daioh, and the thread's comment was just a catbox.moe mp4, and saying it was a lost episode of the show in question. I decided to download the video. This is how the episode played out.
One day, Osaka was just walking down the street, because she was going to school. She encountered her friends, who were also going to school. Chiyo-chan, Yomi, Tomo-chan, Sakaki-san, Kagura and Kaorin all joined her on their walk to school. It was just a normal morning. But, when they got to the gates of the school, they saw a ZOMG EVIL PATRIXXX, and he possessed all of them (except for Osaka). She was actually confused for once. Why were her friends all of a sudden hyper-realistic? She tried to look around for a place to escape, but she was trapped. Everything around her was either EVIL PATRIXXX or hyper-realistic. But then, a glimmer of hope. A floating yellow cat, who claimed to be Chiyo-chan's father, swooped in and asked Osaka what was wrong. She said "Everything". Her hope quickly faded though, as Osaka was then compressed into a smaller and smaller area, with an agonizing pain getting stronger and stronger. She was going to die. And then she woke up. Yukari asked her "How was your nap?" Osaka replied "Oh it was pretty bad- oh wait no I mean I wasn't sleeping" Yukari slapped then her with a book for sleeping during class.
Seeing these horrors in such a nice and funny show that I love so dearly was a very horrifying experience. So I just washed away my fears by falling into my usual routine of going onto Gelbooru and masturbating to naked anime girls.
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Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
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Category:Hyper-realistic
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Oscar's Oasis Lost Episode: Finale

Here's the story: I wanted to take a walk around our house. Then, I found a DVD. It was called, "Oscar's Oasis Finale". I knew the show was coming to an end because, it's a very stupid cartoon. So, I went home, locked my door so Mom wouldn't come in from that bubble guppies thing, and put the DVD in. It started the theme song but, it was dark and scary. Oscar, Buck, and Popy had bloodshot eyes except Harchi. He was scared so he wasn't in the clips for the theme song from the episodes. He wasn't also in the title when he has his thing where he looks at stuff like Canyon stuff (Sorry if I didn't spell it right). The episode was called, "The-end/Finale". I picked, "The-end" because I really wanted the show to end. It started with Oscar, Popy, and Buck catching a butterfly. But, the butterfly had evil villain powers. So, the butterfly zapped three of the characters, Oscar, Popy, and Buck. So, Oscar, Popy, and Buck became evil go-killing-spree animals. So, the first animal they wanted to kill was Harchi. But, I never told you this but, Harchi is my favorite character in the show because, he's always silly. So, Harchi tried to run away with the cart thingy. But, Oscar, Popy, and Buck were running faster. And then, Harchi was tired of running. Then, Oscar, Popy, and Buck started killing Harchi! This was going all wrong. And I think this episode was supposed to be a normal episode instead of a evil lost and scary episode. Then, Oscar, Popy, and Buck started killing more animals from the show! Then, after they killed all the animals from the show, they killed themselves! Then, there was no credits, no nothing. Except that they showed screenshots of the pilot of the show! Most of them were just Buck, Popy, and Harchi chasing a chicken. Also, the release of the pilot was in 2007. Also, there were 7/seven pilot episodes made in 2007 by the way. I wanted to show my parents and my closest friends. They were shocked! (Again!) They said that they are always shocked when I show them stuff like this lost episode. I wanted to see if there were videos of the pilot on YouTube. And sure enough, they were on YouTube. It was on YouTube since 2008. Exactly 1/one year since those pilot episodes. Then, I wanted to see if there was a video about the lost episode. And, there wasn't one. So, I can just relax. Except that i'm getting nightmares about that lost episode I found when I was walking.
The-end
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Oshawott Gore-met

This recipe comes with the following mini-pasta of sorts. For special nights, the most known creatures lurking in creepypastas eat the more creepy version of this "Oshawott Gore-met". They make a dish consisting of Wacan, Rindo, Figy, Wiki, Mago, Aguav, Iapapa, and Liechi berries. Only the bravest, naughtiest, most daring, and most adamant Oshawott low on HP would eat the dish. After the victim is done dining, it starts attacking itself in confusion, because of the Wiki, Mago, Aguav, and Iapapa berries. The Liechi berries heighten its attack. The victim makes itself faint. Then, the creepypasta creatures cut open the stomach of the Oshawott. They take out what's inside, including some of the Oshawott's blood. They insert Mago Berry juice into the blood. They pour it onto the rest of the contents. They pour a mixture of Sitrus and Persim Berries [Persim Berries are in case the victim dislikes sour food] into the Oshawott's mouth, putting it in the state it was before. The Oshawott is then allowed to escape without anyone or anything trying to prevent it from doing so; it has an infinite amount of chances to do so. The creatures dine in.
Now for the recipe.
Ingredients:
1 cup of corn off the cob
1 cup of green beans
1 tablespoon of Cinnamon
1 tablespoon of edible, dry powder
2 tablespoons of sweet, red, and liquid candy [sweet candy blood]
1 tablespoon of edible, bitter powder
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1/2 cup of lychee
Tools:
1 bowl
1 wooden spoon
How to make:
Insert all ingredients, except for candy blood, into bowl. Stir with candy spoon. Pour liquid candy on top. Serves 3 people.
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Our Generation

"uw0tm8?" The chav asked me.
"I -I -I was simply saying that you should pull up your jeans," I replied, backing down into a corner. The chav pulled out a knife and imitated stabbing motions into the air.
"ill shank yur wh0le fam m8" the chav stated.
"No, please don't shank me!" I screamed. Suddenly, I was stabbed in the side of my body and had lost my wallet. I pulled my self up, brushing my classy pants of dust and holding onto my wound, and progressed through the street.
A few Aston Martins with the biggest spoilers you'd ever see rushed by me, with chavs with buffs (disgusting cloth that you wear around your neck, look it up on Google Images) crouching on the roofs of the vehicles.
This Damn apocalypse, if you could call it one, would never of happened if parents would just not spoil their fucking child.
I exited the city; I didn't want to be near them monsters anymore.
Again, I was ambushed by a group of guys.
"oi, u m8. im gna shank u and taek ur money" they said.
I held onto my phanny pack, and raced out of the city. Of course, them dudes caught up to a rickety old fuck like me. I was shanked in the other side of my chest.
For God's sake.
I was raided of my clothes, and I did the walk of shame out of the city.
You may be thinking, what would these dudes be doing out at 8:00am? Of course you wouldn't, because A: You didn't even know it was 8:00am, B: No one questions a story.
Well, the guys over powered the government, at least, they like to think they did, and threw toilet paper and sprayed Silly String over the university. They call that, "vandalism"  these days. The government thought it was a total overwhelming and surrendered to the teenagers.
Black markets selling knives and My Little Pony magazines for free were instantly opened, and they never went to school ever.
Anyway, I found an old fraud lying on the pavement, dying.
I bashed his skull in. He was getting in my way.
I stepped over the dead corpse and trudged on.
69 hours later, I was back at the same place.
Shit, I'd gone around in a fucking circle.
I'm so dumb.
I went into the forest, where an old man was smoking a cigarette next to a tree. He caught my eye.
"Stephen Hawkins? I thought I beat you and paralysed you to your chest!"
"Wai- what?" I stuttered, my brains fucked up from what he just said.
"Uhm, never mind. What did you need?" He quickly asked, averting the conversation.
"I just needed to find a way to stay the hell away from those dudes."
"Oooft, I wouldn't call them dudes. Hate it, they do. Anyway, I'd just stay in the forest. They piss themselves thinking about it since they all believe in this Slenderman bullshit."
"Ah. But if I'm going to stay here, would I not need to actually survive, and do things rather than sitting at my couch watching The Jeremy Kyle Show all day?"
"Mhmm. Over here," he beckoned over into the dark forest.
TU BI CONTINUED
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Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE
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Our Very Own

This happened on the morning of the 18th of November, 2012. Almost the entire chatroom left without a word. No one has been able to tell why this happened, or even how.
Some say the chatroom kicks inactive people, but inactive people get kicked after three days, not one hour. Some say it's Slendy, Jeff, or some other meme, but we all know that that's claptrap. What we all know, though, is that it happened, and no one knows why.
Maybe we don't have to look far for the creepy to happen. Maybe we don't have to use our imagination to think up of things that don't exist to creep us.
Maybe we just have to look here, our very own chat.
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Our World

So I'm pretty sure you're all familiar with the game called ourWorld? I am. One day around last month, I was bored so I decided to play.
I logged on and everything was normal at first, I was in my condo and everything was in its place. My friend was online as well, and she asked me to group with her at Electric Avenue.
I accepted the request and click 'Group'. The loading screen came up, then I was in Electric Avenue. I walked a little ways further to find my friend. As I approached Flo's Diner, I noticed something that didn't seem appropriate for a kid's game. Sprawled on the ground in front of me was a bloody body, the head almost decapitated. I wanted to vomit. I hurried and went into Flo's Diner, not caring if my friend was there or not.
What I saw inside was very disturbing. Headless people. Zombies. Instead of french fries, there were bloody fingers. Glasses of blood littered the tables. I was horrified by then. I clicked the X at the top of the screen, but nothing happened. I tried again a few times but it still wouldn't work. I went to the Garage to get out of there. The usual banner that said 'ourWorld' in orange letters said "Help me" instead. The letteres were red, like blood. I was scared to death. My computer started lagging.
I tried to turn it off but it just wouldn't work. I couldn't get off the website. I slowly went out of the Garage and back to my condo. The furniture was in its place, but little red drops covered the chairs and puddles of red liquid were formed around the window. A weird red light made the room even scarier. I noticed I had a message. I clicked it. It read, "You won't leave here."
I wanted to scream. This wasn't normal. I tried to move, but it wouldn't let me. All that happened was a slow, chilling scream. After that the website shut down on its own and my comptuer went off.
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Out comes the Raool

Once every night
out on the field,
Out comes the monstrous Raool,
With a big black coat
and a long drooping snout,
Out comes the Raool!
He wanders all night,
In search of a friend,
So lock your doors and windows,
Blow out the candle,
Hide under the bed,
Out comes the Raool!
Make not a peep,
A cry or a scream,
Or else the Raool will get you,
He'll take you away,
You'll never be found,
Out comes the Raool!
When the sun rises up,
The Raool departs,
But never think you're safe,
For night comes once more,
There's no time to mourn, for
Out comes the Raool!
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Out of Sight, Out of Mind

You've heard the phrase "out of sight, out of mind", right? Most people don't know where this phrase comes from. Well, I do. When people die, what do we do? We grieve and mourn for a bit, well, that's after burying them. And what do we do after that? We forget. We go back to our normal lives. Out of sight, out of mind.
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Outside of the Window

I have a foggy memory of something that happened when I was young. I don't know why it happened or if it was real, but I certainly wasn't dreaming.
I was awake one night, laying down on the couch and staring up at the celling with nothing better to do. I was bored, as I didn't want to turn on the TV for fear of waking up somebody. I sat up and gazed out the window. You couldn't see any stars where I lived, so the only light there was that of the street lamps. I turned my head to the front doorstep, and saw something strange.
There was a family of people on our doorstep. They didn't knock or anything, they were just standing there, facing the window which I was looking out of. They looked as if they were poor. I remember the mother standing there seemingly staring right through me, rocking a bundled baby in her arms back and forth slowly. They didn't really look human. More like the wooden dolls I would play with when I got bored. I sunk beneath the window, willing myself to go back to sleep. I looked out the window again, but they were still there. It felt as if they were looking directly at me. I thought they knew I was there, and that they had some type of malicious intent. So, like a real man, I hid myself under the couch for the rest of the night. I kind of felt sorry for them, I mean, they looked pretty sad. They were dressed in clothes that looked old and worn. Yet, no dirt showed up on their skin. They were completely pale white. Sometimes I still think I see them when I look out of the window, staring at me with those sad, black eyes.
A few years later, I was laying in my bed, pondering over what the meaning of it all was. I noticed my eyes beggining to sting, and blinked rapidly, wondering if I had fogotten to for a while. But the stinging wouldn't stop. A cloud of red seeped into my vision like crawling centipedes, followed by black welling up at the bottom of my eyes. It felt as if they were bleeding. Feeling drops of liquid trickle down my cheek, I caught one on my finger and tasted it. It wasn't blood. Just tears. Eventually I could see again, but the first thing I saw was that family that had stood on our doorstep a while back. It was only for a brief moment, but I thought that they were haunting me. Everyone in our house said that there were the spirits of dead cats roaming around, and even I had seen them from time to time. But this felt different. It felt as if they were watching me. In an unpleasant sort of way. I told my mother and she got scared, she said "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air".
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Overheard Conversation

It's 3:00 at night, unable to sleep you close your eyes and begin to over-hear your sister talking to her boyfriend in the phone.
They're flirting with each other, you can't help but hear their conversation as you're trying to sleep.
Minutes passed and you begin to over-hear their disturbing conversations.
Thinking you're asleep under the covers she begins talking about how she wants to murder you. Make you suffer, and how she wants to film herself torturing you in the bathtub as she cuts of your hands and crack-open your fingers one-by-one.
You then hear her boyfriend say with a whisper:
"Do it."
Through the covers you see a shadowy figure get out of the bed and leave the room.
You hear her desperately searching for a camera in your mother's room as she knocks objects down the floor.
Your heart starts racing and you're sweating under the covers.
You hear her running, with heavy footsteps coming towards your room.
Then, you think to yourself.
You don't have a sister.
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Overlord

"Mickey Mouse sold my children into the great Disney slave trade" you utter quietly to yourself, home alone. When abruptly the televisions sounds, displaying the all too familiar silhouette, the image so bright it burns your retinas. A booming animated voice bellows "That's very un-Mickey of you citizen." "I'm sorry," you plead. After a few long moments pass, the TV sounds again. "No Disney+ for a month."
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Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
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