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If Only He Could Hear Me

I looked up to see him pull out his knife and raise it to his solid cheeks. The knife shone elegantly in his eyes and came closer and closer in magnitude to his face. I began to scream, and I realized he couldn't hear me. Just as I was screaming, I saw him scream in pain as the knife began to saw directly into his cheekbone. I could hear the bone racing back and forth, sloshing around his face. If only he could hear me scream for him to stop. I saw his entire cheek flop around, solidly landing on the ground. I looked down again as he screamed, he looked down with me.
I looked up in the long, tall mirror again. If only he could hear me.
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If They Don't Exist...

If these stories aren't real
If these creatures don't exist
then why do I lay awake at night
Wondering what that sound was
If Slenderman is fake
If BEN is just a fairy tale
then why am I hiding under covers
Hoping to make it through the night
What was that under my bed?
Is it Jeff? Or maybe the Rake?
Is there some demon in my Wii?
Waiting for my soul to take?
"I'm not a kid anymore,"
I laugh to myself,
"These things exist
no more, than fairies and elves."
Then...why am I afraid
of the darkness and silence?
What is out there in the dark void
Planning to take me to the world beyond?
Maybe some things...
Exist through our fear
Feed upon our fright
Drink from our tears...
Many know this feeling,
Many fear the dark
Perhaps the proof
lies in our minds
Don't be so quick
to dismiss that sound downstairs
Don't be so fast to do away
with that pain in your gut
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If video game pastas had logic

So I went on eBay to look for a cheap copy of Pokémon Red, I found one for a dollar, I bought it and got it 3 days later, I put it in my Gameboy and started playing.
But it was weird, instead of Pokémon, the creatures were referred to as slaves, and instead of fainting, they "died".
The Pokémon had gory bodies with decapitated limbs, missing eyes, blood all over their bodies and big creepy smiles.
They looked so hyper realistic, the Gameboy couldn't render such things, but I forgot to wear my glasses, so I put them on and the graphics were Gameboy standard.
This wasn't a glitch, this was just a mod, so I sold it at a flee market and just got the rom and an emulator.
And then I didn't die because of a super crazy psychopathic demon living inside a 300 kilobyte cartridge, I didn't go insane or any of that, in fact, there were no crazy text boxes, there were no monsters stalking me, no horrible nightmares, no suicide, life worked out pretty well, I graduated school, went to uni, became a doctor, got married and now I have 2 children.
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If you go down to the park today...

The tinkling of the ice-cream van floated over the stagnant waters of the duck pond. Children paused in their games and looked hopefully at parents, not always their own. It was sunny and I fancied one too, a reward for walking my dog when I could have been home looking out the window at the sunshine.
I ambled over and joined the queue of pestering kids and tired adults. The queue moved slowly but eventually I got to the head of it, to see a sign 'Special surprise flavour! Today only'. Well, I'm always on the lookout for kicks, so I gestured at the offer and said to the ice-cream person 'What the hell, I'll try that'. The guy wasn't the usual elderly talkative man who drives the van but, frankly, that was a relief. I'd be saved the small talk that's kinda painful when both parties are hard of hearing, him from age, me from too many loud gigs...'She's a collie' 'A corgi?' 'NO! COLLIE' 'Like Lassie?'...Every fucking time.
As I'm standing there searching for the £5 note I know is in the last damn pocket, my dog lunges to the side, growling, hackles raised. WTF...how does she always time this for maximum inconvenience? Looking over I see a small toddler holding a single red balloon approaching Kelp (my dog). That's all I need, Kelp hates balloons. I quickly fumble payment and blindly take the filled ice-cream cone in my hand and back away from the toddler. The little girl is staring at Kelp and smiling a bright and wide smile. I'm pulling Kelp back when suddenly, from behind the van, a figure moves quickly, grabs the child and takes her away before I can do anything. The girl starts to cry and, as the two figures recede towards the stagnant pond, I can make out her mother scolding the girl for approaching a strange dog. Too right! I wish all parents acted so.
Relieved now, I look to my cone holding hand. There's a melting mound of white ice-cream laced with thick whorls of deep red, with red running down the cone over my fingers and onto the grass where an ant stuggles among the cone melt. I tentatively take a lick...
Fuck, raspberry ripple! I fucking hate raspberry ripple.
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If you hear a zombie fart in a haunted outhouse, you need to sniff this as a matter of life and meth

The outhouse is cramped and smells like a day old burrito and pizza pocket vomit. I'm in there doing my business and then I go to wipe and I realize there's only one square of TP left. Not only that...
Somethings on it. Something... dookie-esque. I lean forward and give it a sniff and it smells bad. Real bad.
I start freaking out thinking I'm gonna catch scary and die, but then I remember I'm a zombie so its no big deal. I sigh and lean back on the toilet seat, and that's when I see it.
A list of rules.
I pick up the paper and start sweating hard. My clammy fingers are trembling so much I can barely read it, but luckily there are only three:
#Please clean up after yourself. This is a shared washroom and we all appreciate a clean space to do our business :)
#Please use appropriate receptacle for feminine hygiene products and paper towel :)
#IF A MAN IN A CROOKED COWBOY HAT KNOCKS ON THE DOOR AND ASKS YOU TO "HURRY UP PARTNER" YOU NEED TO TURN IN A CIRCLE, CLUCK LIKE A CHICKEN AND WIPE YOUR ASS PRECISELY 3 TIMES. HE WILL LEAVE. IF YOU DON'T, HE WILL WAIT FOR YOU TO FINISH FOR UP TO 20 MINUTES!!
Before I can continue shitting myself in fear, I hear a knock on the door and my zombie blood goes cold.
"Brainz?" I ask.
"Hurry up, partner!"
FUCK!!!
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Iknieborok

I was looking at my video game collection for my Tetris copy and I couldn't find it. So I looked on eBay for a copy and I found one that was cheap and a buy it now product. I looked at the information, and for some reason, there was no picture. I didn't care about it and went on and bought it. A moment later the mailman came and I got a package. I opened it up and apparently, it was a Gameboy cartridge with a piece of paper on it. There was marker printing that said:
"Iknieborok"
I put in my Gameboy and realized that Iknieborok is "Korobeinki" spelled backwards, Korobeinki is the song that plays during Tetris. This was staring to creep me out. Why was all this strange stuff happening? I mean the mailman bringing me the game right after I ordered it, the strange name on the cover.
It was getting weird, but then it got weirder. Instead of the usual Nintendo logo appearing on the screen, it just went right to the game, and the blocks were moving by themselves. I tried mashing the buttons, it didn't work! Soon the blocks stopped and they represented a pentagram. Then a message appeared. It said:
"Keep track of your games."
Then I noticed there was no cartridge in the Gameboy at all.
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Im Done Dad

Its 8:30 here at my home, that is when my familly usally eats dinner. My name Is Kevin, I live here with my son nick, and my wife michelle. My wife who always works late wont be here for awhile and nick is upstairs playing in his room. It is now 8:45 and i had finally gotten the dinner on the table.
Nick​ ​
I screamed from the dining room hoping he would hear me
I heard a soft voice come from his room.
Ya Dad
Its time to eat i yelled loudly
Ok Im almost done doing with what im doing
He yelled coming from his room to where i could just barely hear it, just like earlier. I might as well give him a few more minutes, because if i hadnt i know he would keep on saying for me to give him a little longer. It was now 9:05 and i thought i had given him more than enough time.
Nick time to come down and eat
it took awhile for him to respond and his voice sounded weak and in dire need of help
One..More....Minute
I was getting furious and i was going to go in his room and tell him if he doesnt come he will be grounded. Before I could walk up the stairs leading too him room i froze, my stomach dropped and felt like the walls were caving in on me. I noticed all the knives from the cabinet were missing, I started running up the stairs my heart beating faster then ever. His door was locked i tried everything i could to get in.
Nick open up or your in serious trouble
No answer, i ran straight to the door shoulder first, the door got knocked down and what i saw on the floor in front of me made me throw up. My own son with knife wounds all over, by the looks of it he tried hard to have killed himself. I dropped to my knees and held his lifeless body close to mine and i saw a note on the floor next too us that read
Im done now
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Im a Real Doctor Therpaist and My Patients Are Cuckooo Bananas

HELLO MY NAME IS DR HIPPO AND I AM A THERAPIST WITH A REAL DEGREE FROM A UNIVERSITY (NOT FROM REALDEGREEZ.CO.IN/DR/FAKETHERAPISTS.HTML)
ONE OF MY PATIENTS JUST LOVED MONCHIN ON HUMAN FLESH. HE SAID HE LIKED THE CRONCH CRONCH OF THE BONES. I DIAGNOSED HIM WITH SPOOKY CANNIBAL SYNDROME. BUT WHEN I TOLD HIM THAT HIS WIFE BRENDA SAID ITS IMPOSSIBLE BECAUSE HES A VEGETARIAN
SO NATURALLY I BROKE INTO HIS HOUSE AND WENT THROIGH HIS PANTRY FULL OF ORGANIC VEGENTABLES UNTIL I FOUND A BAG OF FROZEN MEATBALLS LABELED "BRENDA DO NOT LOOK!!!"
IF HE WAS HIDING MEATBALLS WHAT ELSE WAS HE HODING??? IM WRITING THIS FROM INSIDE HIS PANTRY BECAISE I HEAR HIM OUT SIDE AND I AM AFRAID HE WANRS TO --- OH MY LORD HE IS MONCHING ON MY BONES AS I TYPE THIS . ALSO FOR EXTRA UPDOOTS BRENDA WAS AN GHOST THE WHOLE TIME.
SAVE ME MOSLEEP BEFORE I BECOME A SECRET MEATBALL
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Imaginary Friend

Hi, I'm your imaginary friend. You're my child. You lasted a very long time, but hey, who am I to complain. We were the best of friends. I was your first friend.
You were the cutest baby I have ever seen. I know everything about you. Don't freak out though, that is normal for someone like me. We both love chocolate, but hate nuts. your favorite sport is soccer.
I taught you right and wrong. I was there to support you when you were in need. I pulled you up when you fell. I also talked to you.
One day, I was feeling like a bad boy. I knocked over the most valuable painting in the house, breaking it. Your parents rushed in, looking in horror at what I did. They hit you, yelled at you, and blamed you. When you said it was me, your mother said those terrible words.
"Your friend is not real, he is imaginary."
From that point on, you ignored me. I tried to get your attention from time to time, but I was not heard. Soon, I was forgotten. I was forced to watch you for the rest of your life. Not being able to talk to you, it was an extremely lonely life.
I saw the good and bad times of your life. The degrees, the times you were drunk, the speeding, and the rest. You're doing good in life, and I could not be more proud. If only I could be there to tell you. I hate your parents.
Then came that one fateful day. You took a walk in the mountains for exercise. How you loved the wild. Suddenly, you were attacked and killed by a bear. You never even had a wife. I was forced to watch.
Your dead. A dark blackness covers me. I have feelings too. Iv'e lost my child, and now I will spend all eternity in the black loneliness. I begin to cry.
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Imagination

Once, He was very bored. I went to a park. I quickly got very bored. I started using his imagination. I picked up a sword from a fallen warrior. I found my first monster, so I killed him. I then saw a horde of monsters, and I slain them all. I kept finding group after group, when suddenly, "Police! Put your hands up!"
He snapped back in to reality. I saw pools of blood all over the floor. Corpses littered the ground, and I put my hands up.
30 Years Later
He was arrested. He's writing this 30 years later, after I got kicked out of jail. He went out to my old house, and went into my room. He changed and saw a blade on my table, the same knife I used to kill those people 30 years ago.
Maybe I should us my "Imagination" again?
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Imagine

Imagine yourself in your dream house, but Shrek is there. Shrek is in the kitchen eating a kërmñphúñclé sandwich, like one does, but then suddenly he transforms into a teletubbie, specifically the yellow one. He then attacks you and starts vomiting acid until he eventually gets trampled to death by a herd of demonic llamas, that had just appeared from your microwave. It must have been something in the sandwich, you guess, perhaps it was cursed by a witch, or the demonic llama cult leader. In this moment of deep thought, you realize that your bellybutton has disappeared, and replaced itself with a doorknob. You try to open it but it is locked, but then you spot a mysterious key up Shrek's left nostril. You go to grab the key but you hear a loud screeching noise from behind you. You turn around to see the llama cult leader who has come to prevent you from reviving Shrek. You drag Shrek's body into your bathroom and lock it, then go to grab the key. But, the key is no longer there, it has replaced itself with a Gibson Adam Jones Les Paul Standard Electric Guitar. You realize that the llama leader has the key, and is challenging you to a guitar battle. You defeat him playing Wonderwall in Drop A Tuning. He gives you the key and you open your bellybutton, inside you find a book tilted Llama Cult Satanic Shrek Resurrection Instructions. You have to give Shrek a true loves kiss. You go in to embrace him, lovingly. You stare into his big green eyes, that slowly open as you deliver the kiss. His lips slowly, seductively, move to tell you 'I love you'
This helps get my mind off of my boner.
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Imagine a Dream

Imagine you were in a dream and someone came up to you with a thousand dollars. He told you to go to sleep, so you do because he has tremendous wealth and you have no choice to obey. And then you get the thoughts, hey, I want to play some video games - so you disobey the man. Without thinking of the consequences, you boot up Pokemon red on your million dollar gaming pc. Sitting on your bed with no clothes on, you realize that this wasn't real. This was a fake copy of Pokémon red. 
The rich man jumps out of your pc screen and shoves purple-glue-sticks up your nostrils in a time frame so miniscule that you can't react. Shoving them further up your nose (because you sorta like the sensation) you take your artisan mousepad and wrap it around your fist and proceed to run as fast as possible away from the opposite direction of him. Crack goes your school! (it just exploded for an unrelated reason). Crack goes your skull! As your cranium hits the man he disintegrates like Mr. Stark in Endgame because of your immense power. A drone swoops down to collect his loot but before it does you pray to god and it explodes. Now that all the loot is gone you are sad, but what is this? The top that was spinning on top of your head this entire time suddenly stops. It falls off the front of your head, rebounds off your nose and hits the ground with a meaty slap. Then you realized it, it was all a dream.
You wake up with that very man inside your pocket. You can't help but smile. 
Also the brain damage was real, you die of blood loss 3 minutes later rip.
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Immortal Revenge

It has been nearly a thousand years since I have seen the light of day.
I was trapped, you see, by my wicked youngest son deep in a cave, surrounded by death as my only company. It was my curse to spend all eternity here in this pit. My body severed into a hundred thousand pieces, while my immortal mind is forced to suffer, forcing out the last little pieces of my sanity. The spirits of my brothers were all stripped of their physical presence and cast to the furthest reaches of the world. But what my foolish child does not know is that I am regenerating my body slowly.
In another thousand years I shall be complete again and strong enough to rise from this torturous pit that has become my eternal prison. And on the day that I am finally strong enough to rise up out of this cave, I shall restore my brothers to their former strengths and we shall reap havoc across the known universe. By our might alone we shall overthrow the kingdom that my son has created, forcing all mankind to question the authority of their "mighty ruler." All mortals shall be forced to choose sides in this final showdown between father and son; and all who stand against me shall receive no mercy. It is at my mighty hands that they shall fall, sending their puny mortal souls into the depths that once was my prison. The pieces of their own bodies cast about the cavern, and their souls spread across the land, as my son did to my mighty brothers. No one in heaven or on earth has what it would take to stop me. The kingdom shall crumble and fall, and my foolish child with it. Say goodbye to the gods of old, for I am Kronos, King of the Titans and my foolish son Zeus, along with his pesky family must all be destroyed. Olympus shall be mine at last!
None can stop me.
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Imo Twom Ghost

Recently I experienced supernatural things in Imo TWOM. Imo is a mobile mmorpg game made by com2us and it is very similar to maplestory except levelling up is much harder and it's not a platforming game. I was a level 20 warrior and was playing with my friend, a level 19 mage. My friend was acting as a healer for me because I was hunting at a hard place. I was at Kataru mountains, a place where level 18 to 13 could level up easily.
I was hunting magmas, weak slime-like creatures that are red, when I found a Bbinikjoe, a rare phoenix boss monster that dropped some good items. I tried to kill it but it was taking no damage from me so I thought I was too low leveled to damage it, and I summoned a ranger friend who was level 24 to kill it for me. However, Not even the ranger could kill it and all the attacks he did came out as 'block', although rangers had the highest hit rate out of all the classes. The Bbinikjoe was just standing there without taking damage, which annoyed me and caused me to summon a level 36 warrior to kill it. I half expected the Bbinikjoe to get some damage, but instead, it attacked the level 36 warrior with massive damage, dealing more than 4000 damage and killing him instantly.
The monster suddenly started talking although only a few very rare boss monsters could talk, saying unidentified things made up of symbols and numbers. I suddenly got a summon message from an unidentified person with the name 'IMOGHOST' although he was not in a party with me. I pressed accept, and I was teleported to lighthouse dungeon B5 floor, which was the second most difficult place in all of Imo. I checked my friend list to see if my friends had logged out, finding out that everyone in my friend list was deleted. I used a return scroll but it failed and instead deleted all the items that I was wearing.
I was panicking. I was a level 20 warrior without any items, walking around one of the hardest maps on Imo that only level 35+ people could go to. I walked up to one of the monsters there but it did not kill me. Instead,it turned in to THEMAMA, the strongest monster on Imo that only level40+ could kill. It instantly killed me, and I respawned at the village. However, there weren't any Npcs or players there. Only me. Suddenly, Boss monsters started spawning everywhere and I became level 1. The game lagged and when I went inside the app again, all my characters were deleted.
I searched the IMO TWOM Wiki about IMOGHOST and several people said that they had experienced the weird events as well. One of them said that player IMOGHOST said that he was doing this to revenge for his friend, who was bullied and committed suicide,although I had never bullied before. Maybe the username I was using used to be the username of the bully person.
:) This is my very first normal pasta so I know it sucks but please no offensive comments that might hurt my feelings. 
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