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The Pichu Pokewalker

It all happened near last Easter, my friend once had an occasion in which he found a pokewalker on the road, when he looked at the pokewalker, it had a spiky ear pichu in it. So he took it, because he didn't have a pokewalker or a pichu, so he went to sleep that night, but he was sure he put on pajamas, but when he woke up he had all the clothes he wore the last day, with the pokewalker on them. So he changed into new clothes, and went to school and everytime he looked on the pokewalker pichu didn't move like all pokemon do in the pokewalker. That friday night he put the pichu in his game. Whenever he tried to talk to the pichu, (as it was following him) the chat box was just 3 periods, and then it said "Pichu isn't looking so good today!" He kept looking everyday, and it just seemed that pichu's condition got worse by the day. So the day before Easter, he looked at his pokewalker, and he saw pichu going lower into the ground by the hour, as if fainting very, very slowly. It seemed as though it was getting lower ever since the first day, but he never noticed it until now. So then the next day when he looked at his pokewalker pichu was just a gravestone. So he put pichu back into the game, and something peculiar happened. Pichu was laying down behind the character. (You know how when an event happens it seems to whisk you away to somewhere else?) I then found myself in a cemetary, looking at a gravestone and then there was a note there. He read it and it said. "Today is Easter, and Pichu has died, and even though Jesus was resurrected on this day, you will die the next Easter, and yoou won't be resurrected like Jesus was." This story happened the Easter of 2010, and we still are trying to change his fate. This was strange, because my friend didn't even know what spiky eared pichu was until not too long ago.
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The Pickle Incident

I found out that my boyfriend was once fucked by a man who had turned himself into a pickle (funniest shit I've ever seen). This was during a time of low self-worth and a LOT of sleeping around. He has a penchant for subordinate behavior, especially when depressed. I wasn't with him at the time. In fact, I believe it was two years before we met. My guess is that he met up with someone off of craigslist for sex, and the guy suggested his the pickle man fuck him. I believe there was alcohol and/or drugs involved, but it was consensual and my boyfriend agreed to it.
Still though, I found out and now it's all I can think about. It's incredibly unsettling and disturbing. Every time someone watches a commercial and pickles appear and he comments on how tasty the pickle is is, all I can think about is if he wants the pickle to fuck him. When he talks about how much he wants a pickle doll of his own, I think, "Why? So it can fuck you?"
As far as I know, it only happened the one time and he has no desire to do it again. I don't know how to get over it. And I definitely can't tell him that I know.
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The Pinata

It was just a normal Cinco de Mayo party. Chips, music, and a multi-colored pinata. As they chose children to whack the pinata, I was the first to be chosen. They gave me a long metal stick to whack with, and the blindfold went on. In the darkness, I swung at whatever I could. I heard a smack of something, and people were screaming in joy. I decided to continue hitting the pinata.
I was completely determined to break that pinata open, and since I hadn't heard the wrappers of candy, or the sound of feet, I took one more swing at the pinata. Bash! I heard the sound of something breaking open and contents spilling out. However... I didn't hear children running to where I was at. I lifted my blindfold, and opened my eyes. Everyone was dead, with broken necks and bashed heads, and the sound from moments before had been the organs of an adult spilling out. The pinata was deeply stained red, but with not a single scratch upon it.
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The Pingu Anti-Drug PSA

Sometimes, I think those PSA makers run out of ways to scare people. Remember Mickey Mouse in Vietnam? Well, an independent PSA studio made an unnamed PSA simply known as "The Pingu Anti-Drug PSA" with a similar concept.
It's exactly what it says on the tin; an anti-drug PSA featuring Pingu. It premiered at a Swiss showing of Batman Forever in 1995, and was never shown again, possibly due to copyright from Trickfilmstudio.
I have a Swiss cousin who remembers the PSA vividly, and gave me this info about it.
The PSA starts with Pingu playing ball, when a seller passes by. He offers Pingu an unspecified blue pill, and Pingu agrees to buy it for 1 fish. It then cuts to a fast forward scene of Pingu buying more and more blue pills as the days go by, until it cuts to Pingu in a state of dizziness, and he collapses on the floor from the overdose, with his family witnessing the death in shock. It cuts to Pingu's funeral, complete with a photo of Pingu and all members of Pingu's known family crying, along with his friends, his teacher, and various other penguins. It then zooms onto Pingu in the coffin. It then says "Drogenmissbrauch Tötet" which roughly translates to "Drug abuse kills", and the PSA ends.
A year later, I found that the creator was a former Trickfilmstudio employee, who wanted to create his own cartoon, yet wasn't allowed to, so he left TFS to start his own company for the sole purpose of creating a movie that showed Pingu's death, in an attempt to flip the bird to TFS. However, a financial error caused the employee to go bankrupt, and the movie was turned into a PSA by an independent company. No YouTube videos exist due to copyright from HiT Entertainment.
If you have a copy of this please let me know.
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The Pink Thing

When I was about 6 I had an Imaginary Friend. I called it 'The Pink' but my parents called it 'The Pink Thing' for reasons I don't understand. 
The thing was apparently Pink with Dull-Green eyes. It was fluffy and had a high Pitch voice. 
Apparently I use to stare up at the top wall, the part where the Wall and Roof would connect. I'd stare and talk, sometimes laugh. My parents were always feeling weird when I'd talk, apparently un-welcomed in a way.
But one day, I was screaming and crying. I had a scratch mark on my left leg and it was glowing Red. My parents asked who did it but all I did was point to the corner. 
Another thing happened after that where I was locked in a closet, my parents asked what happened and I just repeated the words 'Pink.'
After that they got the house "Blessed," I had no Imaginary friend and my Parents didn't feel weird or unwelcome after it.
But my parents never looked in that corner ever again for some reason, probably due to what happened with me.
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The Pipe

I've always loved the Super Mario Bros series. But ever since the experience i've had, I don't think I will be able to play any more Mario games. It was late at night, and I was playing Super Mario 64. I recently found the cartdridge in my attic and I was excited to play it, because I recently got into retro gaming. So I plugged my old N64 in and popped the cartridge into the N64. I was excited since I've always had a urge to play SM64. When I turned on the N64, I noticed that something was off. The game over screen showed, and it only showed Mario's head. But it had no pupils. Its eyesockets were completely black, and theÂ head was staring right at me. I decided this as a continuation from when I played this before. When I got to the profile selection, the music was backwards and slowed down. Mario's head was drooling with blood from every place it could come out of (Eyes, ears, mouth, etc.) I was shaking with fear now, and tried to go upstairs to my room. But my door was locked. Strange, but I understand when I live with 2 nosy brothers who always play tricks on me, I walked back to the living room and saw that mario was already in the screen. But he was in the castle, with Luigi. I watched silently as the text boxes scrolled by itself.
Luigi: Mario, the pipe is broken. I went in.
Mario: I'll go see it.
What pipe? I never remember from the Let's Plays that this happened. I watched as Mario walked over to a blood covered pipe. He jumped in. Then, I regretting watching. The TV began to flash wildy. My eyes hurt, so I tried to shut it off. Then I heard a deep, low, distorted voice. YOU... WILL... DIE... I ran to my room with my Mom's key, unlocked my door, and hid under the covers. In the middle of the night, I swore something was beside my bed. I could hear its inhuman breathing, and some liquid dripping from it. I ignored it and fell asleep. In the morning, I found some red splotches on the ground. I was freaked out. I went to school and told my friends about my experience about it but they laughed and thought I was lying. The second night, I saw the thing. It was bloody, black sockets, no ears, all fours, pale skin, and bloody claws. In the morning, I decided to never touch Nintendo games again.
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The Piss

HEY THERE, MY NAME IS DAVID AND I AM WRITING DOWN THE STRANGE OCCURRENCES THAT I'VE BEEN DEALING WITH LATELY IN MY NEW APARTMENT. A LOT OF STRANGE THINGS HAVE HAPPENED BUT FOR STARTERS I'LL TALK ABOUT THE MOST CONCERNING ONE, THE PISS. I KNOW IT SOUNDS CRAZY BUT WHEN I TOOK A LEAK IN THE BATHROOM LAST THURSDAY THE PEE TURNED INTO A DISTURBING CRIMSON COLOR ONCE IT HIT THE TOILET BOWL, I WAS CONFUSED SO I ENDED UP CALLING A PLUMBER THE NEXT DAY. BEFORE I TELL YOU ANYMORE YOU SHOULD KNOW THIS, I LIVE IN A VERY SMALL TOWN AND MOST PEOPLE KNOW EACH OTHER OR KNOW THERE FAMILIES, SO WHEN I NEEDED A PLUMBER I KNEW ALREADY THAT MY COUSINS FRIEND NICK WAS A PLUMBER AND SO I HIRED HIM TO CHECK IT OUT. I ONLY LEFT FOR A MINUTE TO GET MY PHONE FROM MY CAR AND WHEN I RETURNED I SAW NICK AND HE LOOKED ODD. NICK'S EYES SEEMED BIGGER THAN USUAL, NOT UNREALISTICALLY HUGE BUT TO THE POINT WHERE IT WAS SOMEWHAT UNNERVING, "WHAT'S WRONG NICK" I ASKED, HE TURNED TO ME AND BEGAN SPEAKING, I WILL NEVER FORGET WHAT HE SAID TO ME, THE SENTENCE HE SPOKE HAS HAUNTED ME ALL WEEK AND I TRULY BELIEVE I AM BEGINNING TO LOSE MY SANITY BECAUSE OF THIS HORRIFIC THING HE UTTERED. I WILL TELL YOU WHAT HE SAID, NOT BECAUSE I WANT TO BUT TO DOCUMENT THIS AWFUL CURSE I HAVE BESTOWED UPON ME, THIS FOUL THING THAT HAS CAUSED ME NOTHING BUT TRUE AGONIZING PAIN. WHAT NICK SAID TO ME CHANGED ME IN A WAY I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD BE. NICK SAID TO ME IN A COLD, EVIL VOICE "GET FREE WIFI ANYWHERE YOU GO!"
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The Pit of Orphans

They say somewhere in the USA is a pauper's grave filled with the most unfortunate children to have ever lived. These are children that had their loving parents killed by unfortunate circumstances and were left to be relentlessly bullied by the world. One day several of these children decided to come together to form a pact. Before they died they would state in their will that they wanted to be buried in a specific pauper's grave.
These children would die very soon right after making the pact because they were that unfortunate. Through reasons not well explained as the writer has no idea how the legal system worked in the 1900's in regards to last wishes in wills, the authorities made extra sure each child's body was shoved unceremoniously into a single mass grave reserved for unloved and otherwise unremarkable people of low income status.
Little did everyone else in this story's time period know that the children made a pact with one of the spookiest and edgiest of fiends. The Bladesmith. This aberrant horror took the form of a bishounen man with knives sticking out of various parts of his body. He is often seen picking bits of human flesh out of his teeth with the knife that normally sticks out of his left eye.
The Bladesmith promised the children vengeance on the world that wronged them provided they left him their souls in their will.
However the fiend didn't have to do much to fulfill his end of the bargain as every person who was mean to the orphans contacted the usual run of the mill tuberculosis like most people did back than. The fiend cracked rude jokes and mocked the deceased during their funerals. Anyone who objected got their eyes stabbed out.
After every mean person in the orphan's lives died the Bladesmith revived the orphans to become his undead goffic crew.
This where we must warn parents and teachers to be on the lookout for goth kids dressed like chimney sweepers and one really cute guy who's got knives sticking out of his body. The Bladesmith and his crew are undead edgy awesome menaces who also peddle drugs. Warn your children about the risks of taking drugs and joining pacts with effeminate immortal edgy bad boys. It will never end well and he really just wants your soul not your heart.
More importantly he dropped out of law school to engage in hooliganism. Meaning he sets a very bad example to young people.
Wait. "The Pit of Orphans"? How do they fit in here? Well that's the band they formed that's really awful trashy metal stuff that promotes very unchristian values.
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The Pizza Incident

This is a true life scarring moment of my life. Today is the day were I reveal it to the world.
One day my family ordered pizza. I was just 20-years-old back then. 20 minutes later the Pizza came. Our family was happy about the pizza. Until It came out of the box. The pizza walked up and stabbed my fathers eyes out with a kitchen knife. I was shocked. The pizza came and locked the doors, There was no escape. The pizza ripped out my mothers heart and ate it. He shot my brother in the head leaving guts everywhere, He ate them too. I was next. I was crying. The Pizza came and unzipped his pants. I was crying even more. He showed me his long Pizza crust. It was oozing mozzarella. I was scared for my life. He took his pants off and did the same with mine. He stuck his long crust in my body. I was crying even more. My insides felt like they were bleeding with his strength. He took his crust out and then put his pants on. He grabbed my neck and dragged me over to the snowy backyard. He buried me with a shovel into the ground. It was the end. I saw a light afterwards, Someone digged me up. It was a vegan. The Pizza was put into a containment unit in Russia and I never heard from it again. The vegan and the veganette (girl vegan) then raised me afterwards, And here I am today.
I will never forget this life scarring moment. Watch out when you order Pizza, This might happen to you.
Also, The Creepypasta Wiki deleted this because they don't want you to know the truth, Spread the word.
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The Pizza Man Rings at Midnight

*DING DONG*
The bell reverberated loudly throughout the house waking me from a deep sleep.
*DING DONG DING DONG DIIIINNNNNGGGGG DOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNGGGGGGG*
I sat up in bed realizing I wasn't hearing things. "Who the hell is that?" I looked at the clock. 11:59 PM. I pull on a pair of shorts and t-shirt. And walk to my front door.
"Who is it honey?" My wife calls from the bedroom.
"I don't know, I say. Be ready to call 911. Nothing good happens at this time of night." I reply.
Through the frosted glass I see a figure holding a box. 'What the hell is going on'. I think, 'What ne'er-do-well or scallywag is ringing at my door this time of night.
I crack the door with the chain still attached.
The figure steps forward into the light. He speaks slowly but with an intensity rarely heard. He is a Rastafarian man with long dreads. He has a Jamaican accent. He looks kind of like snoop doggie dog.
"Your... pizza... man..." He pauses between every word. With the last word he looks up at me. HE ONLY HAS ONE EYE!!!!!
"What in the love of Jesus' nipples happened to your eye?!?!" I shouted, spittle flying out of my mouth, every word tinged in fear.
"Diabetes... man..." He said, keeping the same crawling pace in his speech as before.
"Well my good man, you should continue seeing a doctor. Diabetes was the seventh leading cause of death in the United States in 2015 based on the 79,535 death certificates in which diabetes was listed as the underlying cause of death. In 2015, diabetes was mentioned as a cause of death in a total of 252,806 certificates. Took my grandfathers leg don't you know." I said matter-of-factly.
"Thank... you... for... the... information... man... unfortunately... my... job... doesn't... provide... health... insurance..."
"Well that sucks for you. I didn't order a pizza. Goodnight." I said slamming the door in his face.
"Honey, was that my pizza?" My fat diabetic wife screamed from upstairs.
"No honey. Eat a salad," I said grinning.
As I tucked myself back into bed I thought about what a sweet life I had. Those were my last thoughts, as the Rastafarian pizza man and my diabetic wife smothered me to death with a pillow and had sex and pizza on top of my dead body.
THE END
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The Plague Doctor

I had just gotten home from work and decided to check email. There was nothing really interesting just some emails saying I had one the Irish lottery and some chain messages. I for some reason, always liked reading the chain messages even though I never sent them to anyone. I was reading a lot and most of them were some little kid getting killed and having to send it to 12 people, same old, same old. 
I was on the last one and instead of the normal [No Subject] it said [Plague Doctor] I just thought someone was trying to go the extra mile so I opened it. This one seemed like it took a while to write. It said "Hello, I am the Plague Doctor. I am one of your nightmares as a kid, remember me? The man with the beak." At this point I was awe-struck someone, somehow knew that. I continued on. "Now I want you to do something for me so you do not have to see me again. Just send this to 20 people and I will let you be." I thought it was my dad trying to scare me since I used to wake up in the night screaming about the man with the beak.
I was getting tired so I decided to go to sleep. I woke up because I felt a tapping on my stomach. I looked down and there was this stick looking thing, I had no idea what it was so I took it to the library and he told me it looked like something a Plague Doctor would carry. I was convinced it was my dad, so I decided to give them a visit. When I got there he said he hadn't sent me anything. I got on his computer and looked at his history to see if he ever logged into a different email. He was telling the truth.
When I left I went straight to my friends house. He let me stay at his house because I was getting scared about how someone got into my house. I woke up and felt something on my leg, it was a leach worm. I was convinced now it was him but when I went into his room to ask him he was not there. I saw a note, it said "I told you I would leave you alone if you just sent it -Plague Doctor" 
I went to the police department and told them. One of the officers let me stay at there house. I was scared to go to sleep, but I finally passed out after taking some sleeping pills. When I woke up it seemed different. I walked outside the guestroom and everyone was normal so I just decided it was because I had just woke up. I asked the officer if they had seen anything and he just looked at me.
I walked outside the house and I saw him. The man with the beak. He turned his head to the side and said "I want to give you something." I was so scared I could not move. He walked up to me and took my hand. He placed an object inside of it. I went straight to the police department again. I did not look at it until I got inside. I showed them without looking and they all screamed. They looked at me as if I was a monster. I looked at the object. It was a glass ball, it looked like I was inside of it. I ran to a mirror and saw that I was now the man with the beak.
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The Plane Crash

So the other day I survived a plane crash... I'm totally fine except the force of the crash pushed my whole skelton out of my body and into a nearby forest. I was able to make a temporary skelton out of sticks, which was good enough to get me to the nearest hospital. Doctors were able to make me a new skelton out of milk solids, but it would take a while before the bones became stronk again.
I was discharged later that morning and had a nap in my bed. My replacement bones were feeling a bit weak so I stayed in bed all evening. I just went toilet out the window. I was getting ready for sleep when I heard a rattling sound outside my window.
I got up even though my bones were a bit wiggly, and had a look outside and IT WAS A DANCING SKELTON!
but not just any skelton, it was MY SKELTON! and NOW I AM BEING SPOOKED BY MY OWN SKELTON FOREVER.
the end...?
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