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Hell on Earth

In a secluded area of Texas, there is a mental hospital that looks to be abandoned. Actually, it's not. It's a functioning place, but more a prison than a hospital. It is actually a part of hell. Mental patients that commit crimes come here after their death, to spend eternity there. One such patient is called "Spicy" for what he did. When he was alive he murdered many people, then wrote the word spicy on their bodies. He now sits in his room for all eternity, his punishment: Everything he tastes, including his own saliva, is extremely spicy. Irony is wonderful isn't it? Another, named Link, fought in many wars. He died in action. The thing is, he liked killing people. His punishment is: to eternally relive his painful death; being slowly ripped apart by enemies. No person is allowed out of the hospital, and no one alive is allowed in. Some say this place doesn't exist, just a figment of people's imaginations. I know, for a fact, that place is real. I've seen the punishments, the torture, heard the insane cries of the damned that dwell there. How do I know, you ask? Easy, I'm the warden. Most call me "him" but I prefer my real name, Satan. Well looks like it's about your time to go isn't it? Haha... see you there.
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Hello, Mr. Creationist

Tainted creationist. Honestly, we can't agree on anything. You seem to not want to research scientific anomaly. It would be as if you have conjured science up among the work of Satan himself in your world. I cannot argue with a creationist, because they always seem to be right about everything. Good luck being right about everything, because without doubt, you'll have a very fallaciously fulfilling life.
I for one will continue doubting refutable divinities in the attire of this horribly devoid world we have. It's a shame we share the same western world, you would think we are on two very separate ends of this metaphorical spectrum of sorts, you would consider me an asymptote to your unfalliable intellect. But you and I are not very different; we have the same rights, the same feelings. We just choose to think differently, I mean, on this short term it wouldn't mean anything. But in the long run, although all your wit, valor, and beauty, the dogmatic rule of the Vatican to the monarchy of the British Empire, will lay to rest in the void of the largest manipulation, ultimately the most relentlessly believed death cult history might have to recollect. That's if we last that long.
On my purpose, I'll awaken whatever my derelict obtuse mind to yours can offer. Whatever sheathes the world into a longer lasting environment so we can find out more about this amazingly strange full of life universe. The space in which to put earths mark on, well, that's the only patriotic feel I could share with you. But this, in contradiction to my rejection of belief, is my only faith, faith in this humanity so very few of us desperately cling on to. The flamboyant ways of my otherwise unintelligent demeanour brings me to think, actually, our mere existence is meaningless, our life and time here will live and die just as the dinosaurs and in-between stages before us, our history may be recovered, and it also may not. But give enough time, enough generation rule, everything that has ever happened on earth will never be heard of anywhere in space. Our very pallet of existence will cease to be. Much alike, many would say, millions of other life bearing planets somewhere in the cosmos.
Be glad of your consciousness, but don't thank any divine omnipotent being who is infatuated with the illiterate sand dwellers of the ancient times.
Use your consciousness to its fullest, it may well be the only time you have. Engage in science, learn, think, doubt, never underestimate the power of doubt. Love, as the endorphins allow you to, oh holy one.
Do not simply apply your existence for some falsifiable reward. Ultimately, do not live to die, oh intelligent one.
Live to live. Live to learn. But most of all doubt, because it may bloody well get you places, and teach you things, you would never have begun to imagine were possible. Well, on your terms anyway, Mr. Creationist.
We stopped dreaming, but it's time we started. Farewell, and may your teapot, be forever calling my kettle black.
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HelloKittyOnline.exe

I love Hello Kitty, I have all the merchandise and clothing. So when I heard about Hello Kitty Online I nearly came my pants. I rushed to my computer and installed it. It took around 5 minutes for the game to load, just enough time for me to furiously masturbate. After ejaculating on my computer screen I proceeded to play the game.
At the loading screen it was Hello Kitty with blood red eyes and a hyper realistic grin. It was really scary but I didn't care, I decide before playing to have a round two with my penis while looking at Hello Kitty's face. After my session I clicked the start screen and heard my grandma say:
"Joshua, take out the garbage!"
I replied: "I'm 42 grandma! I'm too old to take out the garbage!"
The she said: "Get your ass out of the basement NOW!"
And I went to take out the garbage. Then, I went back to playing and I was in the game now. Then someone name: D4NK420 kept quickscoping me with his character and I said: "Screw this! This game is a Cat-astrophe!
I quit the game but I couldn't, I heard a voice say: "u wot m9, 1v1 me Hello Kitty Online" I screamed and uninstalled the game. The end.
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Hello There

The detective announced into his walkie talkie. He shuffled down the sidewalk to the large wooden deck surrounded by two brick walls. 
"And," he panted, "here's the place's front door."
His hand trembled towards the knob. The door swung open with a shrill screech and warm air escaped through the open entrance. The detective's boots squeaked against the tile floor that covered the hallway. He squeaked down to the living room covered in a thin layer of carpet.
"Here, the kid was dead."
He crouched down onto his knees. 
"There's still blood stains from the murder. I can even smell it."
He stood back up and walked down to a bedroom covered in a velvet carpet. The walls were painted a deep yellowish-orange, and covered all around with football posters. 
"Must've been athletic..." muttered the detective under his breath. He leaned against the wall as he talked into the device:
"This is the kid's bedroom. This is where the murderer escaped through the window. I see the broken window and the shattered pieces of glass scattered all across the carpet."
He started to walk out of the room when the lights suddenly went out.
"Whoa! What the..."
He looked around the room. The detective cursed and continued to walk down the hallway. 
"Now, uh, here's the weapon. It was placed here when the police first found the dead victim," he said as he carefully avoided the sharp blade. "Gotta be careful not to step on it," he added.
He breathed with strength as he was heading towards the front door to end his report. However, there was a major obstacle that stopped him. 
"Hi there," the figure growled. The detective whimpered and dropped the walkie talkie. He stumbled backwards and crawled back into a corner in the living room. The figure picked up the same weapon that killed the boy and soon, the detective.
"Bye then."
Days later, the police who found the walkie talkie played the recording and with horror listened to the loud scream that escaped from the detective's mouth before he was decapitated. They flinched as the door behind them swung open. The glutton boss stomped in the dark room with a red face. 
"What are you guys doing in here?!" he screamed into their faces. "Didn't I tell you, you had duty until NINE??"
The men muttered their apologies and glumly dragged themselves back to their posts. The boss kept an eye on every single one of them until the last officer left the room. Then he turned around and discovered the walkie talkie placed on the little coffee table in front of him. 
He played the recording with curiosity. After it had finished playing, he shivered as if he felt someone's presence. He looked over his shoulder.
"Hi there."
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Helloworld.exe

I am going to record a journal of the events after the finding of this laptop.
I have a strange feeling about it.
3:07 P.M.: I find the laptop and bring it to my home. I put it on the second floor in my bedroom. My wife isn't home yet.
4:02 P.M.: I boot up the laptop. It plays the Windows 95 startup sound. It must be and old laptop concerning the OS.... but it mustve been kept sealed up tight for it to look this new.
4:03 P.M.: I reach the desktop. It has a sterile white backround..... why? I also see 4 icons. One is the recycle bin.... I click on it first... but it's empty. The next folder is named Pokemon. The owner mustve been a boy. It is full of images of all the GEN I pokemon.
4:05 P.M.: I am finished examining all the images.. just normal pokemon.
4:06 P.M.: The next Icon.... HelloWorld.exe...... I doubleclick it....
4:09 P.M.: That took a long time to start up....... But the executable file seems to be a game.... there are two buttons. One is START and the other is OPTIONS... I click on options. It only has a few sliders to adjust the volume and such.... but besides that there is a BACK button. I click on it and I am brought to the Main menu. I click on START and hear a loud.. peircing sound... Like the speakers were right next to my ears. Then the program froze up.. I tried ctr-alt-del'ing out of it.. but I was only brought to a console. Tough luck. On the console the words "hello world" appeared. Then the computer crashed.
4:18 P.M.: I finished booting up the laptop. The background is now black. The POKEMON folder is missing. I now open the fourth icon... LONELYWATERS.
4:19 P.M.: I doubleclick on this video file but nothing happens....
4:23 P.M.: I hear a loud gushing sound... its coming from my basement....
4:24 P.M.: The sound is getting louder... its at my door.. no....
Journal ends there folks....
The victim was found drenched in blood and his wife's corpse lying next to him. The blood was everwhere on him but on nothing else.
.txt file courtesy of NYPD.
Thank you for reading my first creepypasta.
Good night.
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Help!

There are a bunch of cars outside my house with sirens and blue/red lights. The cars say "Pol Ice."
What the heck, people? I never ordered ice. And what in the world? Is this some kind of ice from the North Pole?
Now they have battering rams and are about to break in!
Call for help! Please!
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Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
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Help - Why?

One day I was on my way to my house from a hard day of work. On my way I saw a garage sale so I said to myself "Why not!" I did not realize what I had started.
At the garage sale I saw a Nintendo 64. It looked pretty new so I said to the owner "How much is this Nintendo 64?" As soon as I said that he started to shake. He said it was free and then I saw a game for the console. The game was Super Mario 64. I felt a little bit anxious since the man was shaking but eventually I shook it off and went to my home.
When I got home and set up the Nintendo 64 I popped the game in the Nintendo 64. Instead of the normal Nintendo 64 logo, it showed a possessed picture of Mario with his eyes red and neck twisted, and a text box appeared to say below the picture "You shouldn't of done that". I just thought to myself "Done what?" After that creepy moment I pressed A and it went straight to the save files no opening just straight to the save files. There was a save file called "Why?" Instead of playing that file I just deleted it and started a new file. 
The first mission was called, "Why did you do that?" When I started it, I ended up on the Bowser boss fight straight away but instead of Bowser trying to get rid of me he said "End me Finish me" I only had the one choice and that was to kill him. I actually felt bad for Bowser. When I selected "Kill Bowser" I jumped on him without me even touching the controller. When I jumped on him blood and pieces of flesh were flying around everywhere. Bowser's screaming was so realistic it sounded like someone screaming right next to your ear!
After all that madness, the screen turned black and a horrifying scream blasted out of the speakers. After that everything was good and after all that I smashed the game and finished it once and for all.
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Help Me.exe

It was a pretty dark day today. We were in the middle of school and I was working on my quiz. Just then, about 5 minutes later, I noticed that at the same time I finished my quiz, an ad appeared on my phone that read "Get Sonic the Genesis for free today for your smartphone". I was not very convinced, but I got the game anyway. BIG MISTAKE I MADE THERE.
After school, the game finally finished downloading. I was excited to play the only Sonic game I never played. Unfortunately, it was not the same game at all, as I found out the hard way... Playing it. I loaded the app, and the screen stayed black for ten seconds after the SEGA logo disappeared.
Finally, the logo for the game appeared, and everything was normal. I was pretty darn happy to start. I noticed something odd about the level, though... Instead of Green Hill zone act 1, it just said Zone act 1. I was confused because this was not a Sonic level. It was a huge mass of brick platforms with a spring on the top of the other side. I had difficulty getting up there, because the ramp going up there was too steep.
I ran backwards and started running upside down for some reason. I bounced off a sideways spring and finally made it. I jumped up to the blue platform, and ran left while dashing. I noticed I had ten rings at the start. I got thirty more from these three goal signs. I even got super speed! I jumped to the other side of the second trap easily. Then I bumped into a checkpoint.
I ran and ran right for ten seconds when... I bumped into some clone of Sonic, and the game froze for half of a second. I saw Sonic.EXE jump at the screen for a second, and flashed out of sight... But not without a very loud ear piercing roar that turned into a scream for twenty seconds. It started flashing eleven seconds after Sonic.EXE vanished... But with all of his victims. The noise stopped finally and the words "Help Me" appeared for a tenth of a second before finally disappearing. The noise stopped too. Thank goodness that noise was over! But then the next level was You're Gonna Die. WTF was that? Then... It showed that I was trapped between a rock and a hard place... Literally. Then everything cut to black three seconds later. Glass shattered for a second, and then... I heard Sonic.EXE brutally murdering Sonic in the black screen. There were a lot of gory sounds in the murder too. Almost fifty seconds later... My character was dead. It stayed black for seven more seconds and then the Game Over card appeared in the black screen with my name under it. How the fuck does he know my name?!
Six seconds later he shoved his face at the screen again for two whole seconds with a message under him saying "IT'S TIME TO CONTROL!!!". It closed and the game ended. I deleted the app and made sure it was banned from existence... And that is exactly what I did. No one had to worry about the very loud jump-scares from this game, and the brutality of Sonic's death anymore. The End!
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Help boyfriend, pls!!!

I was visiting boyfriend this afternoon (I him on odd days, he me on even ones).
Because he was using the dictionary, he couldn't come to the door immediately. I started waiting for him by the door which is on the first floor while boyfriend lives on the second.
Getting impatient, I walked into the middle of the alley and shouted at boyfriend's window: "Boyfriend! Boyfriend! I swear to god if u don't come downstairs open the door in five seconds, I'll-"
But before I could finish my sentence, his window suddenly burst open and the dictionary flew out of its broken frame and landed right next to me.
I looked at the open dictionary on the ground and the first word I saw was "Ghost".
"No!!! No!!! Boyfriend!!! Somebody pls help him!!!!" I fell into a frenzy and started desperately yelling for help.
I've been doing that for the past 5 hours.
Send help.
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Help me...

I'm an average 18 year old who has a job at McDonald's. I have a Nintendo just lying there, I never really use it. One of these days when I was coming home from McDonald's, I found a Nintendo cartridge lying on the ground, it was Mario 3. But it wasn't the original cover that you all are familiar with, it was just a label with "SUPER MARIO 3" written crudely in permanent marker. I had a ton of nostalgia with that game. So I picked it up and kept on walking home. When I got home I ran to my Nintendo and popped the game in. I hadn't played Mario 3 in a long time.
When I started the game, something was different. It just cut to the title screen, there was no intro. When I started the game, everything was pretty normal, until I stomped on the first goomba, the colors started fading, and the music got low pitched. I just said "meh It's just a glitch", I continued to play, until the Nintendo just turned itself off. That was pretty weird. I just tried convincing myself that the Nintendo was old. So I went to bed. Next evening after coming back from McDonald's, I played me some Mario 3. This time though, things were getting even weirder... Mario looked dull, he also looked slightly depressed. I continued anyways. After completing the first level, my NES turned off again accompanied by a loud screeching noise. "Oh shit!", I said as I covered my ears.
After the screeching stopped, the NES turned itself back on. I didn't even know if I wanted to play the game anymore. There was a cutscene where Mario was walking slowly, and then he just stopped and died. The next level started, though the sky was black. I kept playing (even though at this point I should've turned off the system) There were no enemies or bottomless pits. The music was really quiet. Then I got to the end of the level. Then the loud screeching started again accompanied by some text that I never wanna talk about, I pulled out the cartridge, and smashed the shit out of it with a hammer. After that event, my life changed, I'm no longer the same, I get paranoid real easily now. Help me...
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Hendricks Ad

It was a normal day. I was having a pretty good day, I had finally got a license to be armed with scissors and Apples to Apples boxes whenever I needed to. Never know when you'll need to defend yourself from muggers. Or mug someone.
So, to celebrate, I listened to some nice System of a Down on my favorite music app, Spotify. As I listened to Spotify, I was busy hacking into government files to see what I could find and then afterwards I would destroy ever laptop in existence. But I forgot to do one thing.
Pause the song before it ended.
You may not know this, but if you don't pause a song on Spotify before it ends, it could end in disastrous results.
As I was rocking out to Radio/Video, the song ended but I wasn't quick enough when I heard the most horrendous noise. It sounded like all of the souls in Heaven and Hell screaming simultaneously. It had what sounded like strums of a guitar but it was so mind-numbingly disgusting it would be a disgrace to even compare it to the beautiful instrument that is a guitar. It made my ears bleed and they started to melt off my head. Before I could take my earbuds out, this... Hellish voice murmured in my ear. It sounded like a woman. But I knew it wasn't, it was a demon. Then, the voice changed into a masculine one. He went on and on about something but I couldn't make it out, the awful noise from the beginning was overshadowing the voice. Then it sounded like another feminine voice. She made this DISGUSTING noise whenever she made an 'S' sound. Like 'sssss'. It was ear-piercing and I could feel my eyes retreating back into my skull, and my teeth being sucked down into my windpipe from cringing so hard. Before my skeleton could pop out, another, older male voice spoke to me and all I could make out was "has my back." Has your back? The poor old man's spine must have been ripped from his body by the demons! I could then hear children voices that sounded straight out of The Shining. Were they the ones responsible for the poor man's suffering?
I knew at once this hellish piece of audio emitting from my earbuds was evil. Pure, unrestrained, feral, sadistic evil. Straight out of the deepest pit of Hell. I'm so glad I made it out alive, but even then that may be worse than death, I can still hear the ringing of the horrid 'music' from the first act in my sleep. As I was finally put out of my trance, right before the audio ended, I swift as lightning clicked on my Spotify tag to find an explanation, ANY explanation.
It was a picture of a woman with dark hair and an indigo (or purple) shirt in front of a white-and-green logo. The words read:
"Hendricks Regional Health".
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