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Hide and Seek from Hell

I used to love hide and seek. But ever since this incident 5 years ago, it has became one of the most horrifying things me and a couple of my friends can imagine.
Me and a couple of my friends wanted to play hide and seek this one day, we where all 11.It was very snowy and we decided to play at night since we where all neighbors we could hang out a lot. For privacy reasons, my friends names have been changed, there was Joe, David, and Sam. Our neighborhood was pretty small, with only about 5 houses in a cul-de-sac. 3 of them where my friend's houses and the other was an old Victorian home, we rarely saw the owner.
So while one of my friends was counting me and Sam went to find a hiding spot. We chose a spot by the neighbors house. about 2 minutes into the round, i decided i wanted to move to a different spot in the yard.
10 minutes later, Joe had found me and David but not Sam we continued looking for another 5 minutes then we gave up and called for him to come out, but he didn't respond, so we called again, but still no response. So I told my friends where I last saw Sam, which is where I left him. We went over to the spot and we saw oddly large footprints, and tracks looking like something big had been dragged to the neighbors house. We went in and told Sam's dad and he went out and looked, 10 seconds later he came back into the house, looking like he had just seen a ghost. he went down to his basement and came back up holding a 12 gauge shotgun. he told us to stay on the property. We went out to where we could see the neighbors house, and we saw Sam's dad kick down the door, walk in to the pitch-black house,then, i heard the scariest sound in my life, 4 shotgun blasts. Then, 1 minute later, Sam's dad coming out of the hose holding the unconscious Sam in his hands. he had multiple wounds to his head and face, indicating he had been hit with a blunt object.
15 minutes later the police arrived. We saw Sam get put into a ambulance and driven off. We also saw police carrying out a full body bag, which we assumed was the neighbor that Sam's dad had shot.
After he had healed up Sam told us his story. He said that about 3 minutes after i left, the neighbor snuck up behind him and hit him with something hard, that was all he could remember. The next thing he recalled was waking up in the hospital room 2 hours later.
This is why I never play hide and seek anymore. 
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Hiding in the Light

She's always there, just watching.
It may not be her there physically, but she's the root of every problem, the monster of every nightmare, the parasite that attaches itself to a host and only leaves when they've taken everything useful.
And there she stands, outside of my back window, just staring there, always staring. Her lips curled into a smile. I'm not sure she's even a woman or human.
Those eyes, dark and hateful, or bright and loving. She's a chameleon and will torture and murder your soul.
Everything you do will come back to her and just when you think she's gone, you turn around and she's behind you.
Always standing there, stuck still. You don't get rid of her, you just try to ignore or learn to adapt.
It's almost like she cast a shield over herself. A loving, magnificent persona of kindness, caring, and love.
None of that is true, she only exists to further her own agenda. She is the id, there is no governing morals, nothing affects her, and feelings mean nothing.
Living in this world, knowing that you can never hurt her as much as she hurt you, that she'll never understand half of what she has done because the rules do not apply to her, is scary as hell.
She exists though, beyond anyone's comprehension she somehow manages to get what she wants and burn every bridge, yet people will still blame themselves and think it was their fault, that they drove her away.
Hiding in the light. She's right there, no one is stopping her. Have you ever seen something so horrible, and you were just screaming and yelling and trying to draw attention to it but no one came to your aid, even worse, you were called the crazy one?
That's my position, that's my burden, that's where I am to this day. It's a silent scream, it's one that she can hear and I can hear but draws absolutely no attention from anyone who is able to help.
Sitting here as she waits outside my window, always there, always standing, statuesque, prepared, about to pounce. It's utterly terrifying, all she does is suck the life out of everything she touches and no one seems to notice or care.
Every day she gets an inch closer to my window and my back door.
Never see her move, when you are looking her direction she becomes stone, undetectable, inanimate. But still, closer and closer she comes and there is no way to stop it, no way to shove her back.
She took everything but my sanity when she left me, and I fear she's back to claim that as well.
And she will win.
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High School Musical: We're all in this together

You wake up in the middle of the night screaming.
"WE'RE ALL IN THIS TOGETHER!"
You have just woken up from a nightmare. You dreamt that Zac Efron had died, the worst possible thing that could happen. You get up from your bed and walk into the bathroom. You begin washing your face to calm yourself, but as you look up into the mirror, you don't see yourself looking back, it is him.
Zac Efron.
You scream and fall backwards. Your parents run into the room and begin comforting you, saying it was all just a dream. You eventually calm down as your parents leave to room. You decide a warm shower may calm your nerves. As you take your shower, you begin to sing along to some of your favorite songs from high school musical. Your previous fears go away as you calm down, but as you pull back the shower curtains to get out, you see him.
Zac Efron.
You scream and slip, falling onto the shower floor. Hitting your head on the way down and knocking you out. When you wake up it's morning and you get up from the shower floor and put your clothes on. You realize your head is bleeding and go downstairs to tell your parents. You see your dad reading the newspaper at the table and your mom making breakfast.
"Hey dad," you say, as you try to get his attention.
Your dad pulls the newspaper down exposing his face. Except it isn't your dad, it is him.
Zac Efron.
Your mom then turns around and she too now has the face of Zac Efron. Your dog runs into the room and he looks like Zac Efron as well. You scream and run out of your house just as a police car is driving by. You begin screaming as to get the cops attention, luckily the cops car stops and pulls back to. The cop rolls down his window, and pokes his head out, except it isn't any ordinary cop, it's him.
Zac Efron.
You scream just as your dad, who still looks like Zac Efron comes up behind you and turns you around. Your dad looks into your eyes as he begins speaking, sounding exactly like Zac Efron.
"It's ok, we're all in this together"
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Hiking

I was walking through the Gobi desert. I was determined to find the truth. My legs were aching yet I pressed on.
Finally I drank the last of my water. Darn I should have brought more.
"Aaaaaaah," I heard an angelic sound and a god-like visage of Bear Grylls appeared.
"Drink your own piss," said the image of Bear Grylls. I started saving my piss in my water bottle. It saved my life.
I crossed the desert and I was out of piss. But now I had a new obstacle. There were stairs leading up a mountain.
Halfway up the mountain I saw two girls. They yelled out, "hey fatty guilao, what you doing on the mountain." They then proceeded to throw faeces at me.
I couldn't go down because I was too lazy to climb those stairs again. Fortunately at that moment a god-like visage of Bear Grylls appeared again.
"You can get water from dung," said Bear. I caught the dung that the girls were throwing and collected the dung surrounding me. I squeezed the water out and drank it.
"Ewww, fucking gross," said the girls in unison as they walked away in disgust.
Finally I reached the top of the mountain. I saw my prize. I would soon know the truth.
The sign read: "WUHAN INSTITUTE OF VIROLOGY" and in smaller letters the slogan, "manufacturers of lazy cliches and stereotypes for horror writers everywhere."
I snuck around the building to find a back entrance. I was in luck! I found a door open around the back that was not guarded.
I started exploring the hallways and departments - until I found one that chilled me to the bone.
"WUHAN DISNEYLAND"
With trepidation I opened the door and what I saw shocked me to this day.
Mickey Mouse was having sex with Minnie Mouse and Donald Duck was having sex with Goofy. But my day was about to get worse.
The characters took off their heads to reveal...
Donald Trump was doing Vladimir Putin and Joe Biden was doing Xi Jinping. Australian prime minister, Scott Morrison, was in the on-site McDonalds crapping his pants.
I could never look at my wife the same again.
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Him

As i was going in, the only thing that was inside my mind was:
Omg
Omg
Omg
I tottaly knew that he was coming, but i still freacked out when he showed up.
I could only think about his face
those eyes
no eyes
i didn't even realize that i was lost
until i heard the noise...
His noise...
And that's the beggining of a uniqe thruth
If you are ready for it... 
Then why don't you go into a forest
and find him.
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Hired as a burger flipper

It was Monday, the sun was shining. My mom had recently told me to get a job. I told her Elden Ring was almost out, but she was having none of it. After noticing that I only sent my resumes to places that would never hire me, she applied for me at Uncle Joe's Burgerly DEALights because I "already spent half my time there anyway, might as well get paid for it".
That day, I was woken up at 6AM by the screams of my mother. I will never forget the screams. They were saying. "You gotta be the first to arrive at your new job to make a good impression, please never forget what I just told you. I love you very much, honey, have a good day."
I nervously searched through my pile of clothes until I found my last pair of clean socks and headed for the door. I walked outside, took a right, then a left, then jumped into bus 21, then realized it was the right bus, but the wrong direction and got off, then I took the metro line E because it was right next to the bus stop I got off at and faster, then there was this one guy who sang really loud in the metro and he was right next to me so it was kinda awkward but I didn't want to get up and leave because he might notice me and it would get even more awkward so I wanted to put on my headphones but I realized that I had forgotten them so I just sat there for the whole 15 minutes wishing I was dead, then I got out and climbed the stairs and walked an extra 5 minutes to my workplace.
As my mom had predicted, I was the first person there. I was unsure of what to do. But, thankfully, my boss had left a list on the workstation, between the fryer and the grill. And this is what it said.
#Don't overcook the burgers, the clients don't like that
#If some kids come in asking for the "Tiktok special", give them Joe's regular and charge them twice the price.
#The ice cream machine should be switched on from 14:15 to 15:10 EXACTLY. If anyone asks for an ice cream outside of these hours, tell them the machine is turned off and DO NOT elaborate further.
#If you hear weird knocking at the windows, see apparitions or notice anything supernatural, please hand in your resignation letter. We don't need your crazy ass around here.
#Ignore rule 4
#I did not write rule 5, ignore it
#Rule 6 is false
#Alright, who the fuck keeps adding numbers to this list? Is that you Terry?
#It's me, the manager, and idk who wrote rule 8, what's happening in this place???
#Whoever wrote rule 9, 7 and 5 is fire
#I meant fired, sorry,
#Please stop expanding this list, only I am supposed to do that
#If you see a rule 12, y-
At this point, I realized that this shit wasn't worth getting paid minimal wage for, dropped the list and left.
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His Lost Soul

One day, not too long ago.
My Charmander vanished in the snow.
He never was found again.
His body was boxed in.
He couldn't escape
His horrible fate.
Have mercy on his soul.
Who knew this day would come.
An early doom said to not come.
Why did this happen to him?
His soul getting boxed in.
He doesn't live anymore.
His tail ran out of fire.
The snow killed the fire
And now he screams so hard.
His body never was found.
He disappeared without a sound.
His soul is gone.
Rest in peace Fuzzy.
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His Name was Work Day

I was always a fan of rap. One day I went on my computer to look at Dr. Dre's 2001 album. All of a sudden, I came across this channel called "Work Day" as the first search result on YouTube. I clicked on the link, and all of the lights in my room went out instantly. The video went full screen, and this kid started slowly dancing to a song called "Rebound" by Edge. I, in shock, turn off my computer, however, the computer turns itself back on and displays Work Day once again. I sit down to watch this video. As soon as Edge starts rapping, my ears start to bleed. All of a sudden, a demon emerges from my computer screen and says "His name is Work Day". I frantically try to run out of the room, but the demon locked the door. I cry in the corner knowing that I am trapped by a demon inside of my room, and I would most likely die. All of a sudden, Edge starts playing again, however, this time the music is playing very, very loudly. Then 2Pac entered the room and shot his Glock at the demon and it died. Then the world had an earthquake and my house collapsed. In the ruins, I look at my computer screen, and it says: "Work Day". I've provided embedded the video below for any daring soul to watch it.
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His Old Life, Well Old Enough

My Grandfather just passed away only a year ago, and every day I begin to forget more and more of him, like he didn't ever exist. I went to his grave for the anniversary of his death, April 11.
I drove casually to the cemetery and saw some really weird shit; somebody was laying on a park like bench just crying their eyes out, though nobody from her family or friends had even passed. Another thing wrong was that there were no headstones at all that I could see. I payed my respects to his plate and left to see my grandmother. She seemed destroyed, like she was even sadder than the day he passed.
I decided to check out her basement, my grandfather's workplace, to see what he had down there. I went downstairs and everything was different, like extremely cold. I looked at his tool bench to see the saws he used to use, but one of them was missing. I looked around for it, but nothing was in sight. I went to the second floor and attic, but still nothing there.
I assumed it was given away, but I found it in my grandmother's closet in a box with many other keepsakes of his. A watch, saw, glasses, ring, necklace, and his favorite glass, but the saw seemed very out of place. I asked my grandmother, and sadly she had an anxiety attack.
I wanted to know what that saw was for, so I snooped around. I found a scrap book of when I was a little kid. I opened it to see my pictures and some more in the back, but there were pictures under my pictures.
I peeled one back to see the horror. I saw a picture of my grandfather sawing a pig in two, holding a small intestine in his left hand. I threw up immediately after I saw that.
I soon found out after that saw was for when he was a butcher, and it was his favorite... and he haunted it. The saw moves during the night, it clanks and cuts and tips, and its kinda creepy.
Again, I shock you with a not creepy thread, just a new experience in my book.
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History Tends to Repeat Itself

I've heard the term "history tends to repeat itself," but I never thought it was true, until I had the unfortunate experience of meeting J.D. Quizno.
It was a normal day for me, nothing like I'm used to by now, when I saw a man about in his late 40's or early 50's trying to get his groceries into his car. I offered to help the seemingly harmless man.
He accepted my assistance.
After his groceries were all packed up and ready to go, I noticed something familiar. Something that made my skin crawl.
The next day at school, his face was still floating in my subconscious. I finally gave up and started paying attention.
Our psychology teacher, Mr. Carnes, wanted us to write a report on what could drive somebody to be a serial killer.
After arriving at my house, my mother and step-father were anywhere to be found. I thought they may have just gone to get groceries or run some more errands. I logged onto my computer and typed into the search bar "well known serial killers".
I stumbled across the name John Wayne Gacy. It sounded interesting, so I scrolled my cursor over the link and clicked. My old dial-up computer was so slow. Eventually a photo popped up of a John Wayne Gacy.
I was in awe it was the same man who I had helped in the parking lot of Kroger. I scrolled down to find out more about this man when I saw something that shouldn't, couldn't, have been there. John Wayne Gacy died over 10 years ago.
I scratched my head and pondered how this could be possible. Finally thinking it could just be a coincidence, I walked to Kroger to pick up a few things. You know, kid's stuff, the things we don't really need.
Upon arriving at the store, an officer of the law stopped me and said, "Young man, you should be careful around here without an adult, some unknown man has been abducting children."
At that moment, I knew something was terribly wrong in my small town of Hamilton. To be completely honest with you, that's as far as I can remember.
Sorry I have to go, my laptops about to die. Anyway, J.D. is calling me for dinner.
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Hithere.mp4

There is something, somewhere, hidden deep within the depths of the Internet. That thing is a download link.
If you come across it, do NOT download it. Leave the website, and delete your browsing history as soon as possible. But, if you are as stupid as I was, here’s what will happen if you do download it.
It will download a zipped folder onto your desktop, known as, ‘gawrhgelgefjshlrsjgltrh.’ Taking the fifth letter, tenth, fifteenth, and twentieth letter from that name will spell hell. Inside, it will contain three things, a video, a text document, and, if you’re lucky, another text document.
WATCH. THE VIDEO. FIRST. I cannot stress this enough. If you do not follow exactly what I say, you may end up with similar demise as mine. The video is called ‘hithere.mp4,’ and is 1 minute, 57 seconds long. Once it starts playing, a black screen will appear. In this time, do not look away. After a few seconds, it will cut to a man with a camera in the forest running. From what? I haven’t the slightest. But from the sounds it was making while chasing the man, it wasn’t a creature from our world.
The man will continue to run until the 90-second mark. At that point, the man will trip and fall, dropping the camera, which is now pointing at him. You now see that the man is in his mid twenties, scruffy face, black hair. After he trips, the creature pounces at him, and then starts gnawing at his skull.
Again, do NOT look away, do not turn around. If you feel the need to vomit, go ahead. But do NOT. NOT, NOT, NOT.  Look away. The creature will continue to eat at the man, until the last ten seconds, when it pounces at the camera, then cutting to static.
Close the video player, and open the first text document in the folder. It shouldn’t have a name, in should only have one word in it. ‘Well?’
At this point, you’re pretty much screwed, but I’ll help to make your death less painful. Write, in the next line under it, that you really liked the video. Now, open the second document. It should say ‘Thank you! I had fun doing it.’
Close all the text documents, and refresh the folder. There should be another video there, hithere2.mp4. Double click on it.
It will be a black screen running for an infinite amount of time. At any point, close your laptop. If you’re not on a laptop, turn off your desktop and turn around.
Closing the laptop will show the same camera from the video.
Turning around after turning off the computer will show the demon, then turning back around will show the camera.
What was the mistake I made?
I turned around.
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Hitler Theory

Adolph Hitler, dictator and leader of the German Nazi Party would turn 113 years old this week, and for the first time, conspiracy theorists admit he's probably dead by now. 
While most historical sources cite Hitler's death to a suicide in 1945 during the last days of the war, rumors he is still alive have spread around conspiracy circles for years. 
"His chances of conquering the world may have died in that underground bunker," said one theorist, not trusting us with his name. "But we have evidence the German Fuhrer went on to run a legitimate carpet cleaning business in Brussels while he was planning his eventual return to political life." 
Conspiracy theorists have always felt Hitler's reported suicide 57 years ago was an elaborate cover-up, but most agree today that old age would probably have claimed him by now, unlike Kennedy or Elvis, who realistically are still very much alive. 
"Barring some sort of super-revitalizing youth potion or cryogenics, yeah I guess he's probably dead at this point," another theorist lamented. "Of course, I'm sure German government officials had the foresight to keep his brain around until modern technology can reanimate him." 
According to another theorist, calling himself "Carl" and using a modulator to disguise his voice, there is the other, more likely possibility that Hitler's clone is alive and well but still just a teenager. "Once he's old enough to grow the mustache, they'll probably let him take over where the original left off. That's obviously a real possibility considering current medical science." 
Hitler, one of Germany's most recognizable figures, was famous for his Charlie Chaplin mustache, goose-step marching style and funny one-armed salute. He was also responsible for the death of lots of Jewish people. 
He hid with the Soviets until he died in 1989 at age 100, as the Berlin Wall fell on him.
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