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Dora The Explorer Dora's Suicide

My Cousin Was At My House Today She Watched Dora The Explorer I Watched It With Her I Saw The Tittle ~Dora's Suicide~ I Was Shocked It Began With Dora Killing Boots And Her Family Then She Walked In On Diego And Killed Him Then She Shot A Gun Up Her Mouth And The Show Ended My Cousin Had A Nightmare So We Drove To Nick Studios A Mile Away And Told A Intern About It He Immediatly Told The Creator To Talk To Us We Told Him About It He Was Shaken Up He Called Some Agents Of The United States They Also Told Us Our Parents Were MISSING And The Interns Were Suspects So We Left And Saw My Home With The Nick HQ's Owner There He Told Us To Stay At A Hotel For About A Week So We Did
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Dora gets lost

It was my nieces birthday in a few days and she was a hardcore dora fan so i went to my local salvation army and went to an employee i read his nametagg and it said Alvar Fantano which was strange because he didntt look hispanic or muslim for that matter i asked if he had any dora tapes so he took me to the VHS tapes after searching thru a bunch of old disney tapes and nick jr tapes he found one and said it was their last one and i could not have it but i wouldntt accept no for an answer i gave him 20 dollars and went to my car i looked at the cover boots was resting his head on a tombstone crying the words on the tombstone said DORA GETS LOST the back was ripped off and so i went back to my apartment and wrapped it in some sunday comics because i couldntt afford wrapping paper and 3 days later i put on my clothes and went to my nieces house when she opened mine she went bonkers and i had threw the cover away and drew a new cover after the party my sister wanted to do some shopping with friends and asked me to babysit when my sister left i fixed myself a cheese sandwich until i heard a scream from the tv room i ran in and my neice was crying she asked me why dora died confused i gave her a bath and sent her to bed curious i decided to watch the tape it started with the dora theme in g major it then cut to dora telling me we were going on a camping trip and boots popped out from behind a tree stump after that mind numbing where are we going song they stopped in a clearing and saw a tent and campfire already lit convientlyly placed in the middle of the forest dora wanted to roast some hot dogs while boots wanted to swim in the nearby stream then swiper the fox popped out of the clearing and stole every camping thing and doused the fire with a water bottle and took backpack and map boots tried to stop him but swiper pulled out a gun and shot boots in the foot leaving him gravely wounded he started doing a mix of crying and moaning and then he died dora then dora runs over to boots and starts sobbing and grieving until the wind starts howling dora rips a leg off boots and begins to eat him the scene then cuts to black and out of the blue a dora mask comes out from the shadows it had a white face black eyeholes and red lines running down the eyeholes it stays there for about a minute then a voice starts chanting Alvar Fantano Onatnaf Ravla then the video ends i called my sister and told her about the video i had watched she came home immediately and a week later she commitedd suicide and i got custody of my neice and her house i still remember that fateful day
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Dora the Internet Explorer.exe

Dora the
 Internet Explorer was my favourite TV Show. I would watch it day and 
night, heck, I even fapped to it. However, I don't think I want to watch
 Dora the Internet Explorer anymore, or basically any TV series for that
 matter, as I'm fucking scared now, and besides, I'm in the afterlife, 
where there are no TVs (although I get some $$$$$$ for making this 
Trollpasta).
It all started out when I was watching Dora the 
Internet Explorer on Youtube. Well, Dora was browsing Internet Explorer 
and started lagging. After she stopped lagging, she found a link. 
Instead of travelling to the website, her eyes started bleeding and 
looked hyper-realistic. She killed Boobs (in DTIE they refer to Boots as
 Boobs) and said "CLICK THE LINK) so I went to my PC and typed that 
link. Then it made me download a hyper-realistic bleeding file. It was a
 video game of DTIE. It was called "Dora teh crappy internet 
browser.(s)exe.jpg.wav.vbs.png. and stuuffff. the totle screen was just 
stactiz and it cut to some words saying in blood: Hey, wanna play with 
me, Richard?" idk how it knew my name, but i rly(REALLY, USE PROPER 
GRAMMAR, FOOL!) wanted to play a game. The game was me playing as 
Hyper-Realistic Boobs. I thot he died. And then Dora killed him. I then 
played as the fox and died. I then played as Richard then I died. Then 
there was an image of Dora with words, saying "I AM AN INTERNET EXPLORER
 GOD" "No shit I say. Then a Dora plushie pops up and murders me with a chicken knife.
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Category:Hyper-realistic
Doris

Once upon a time, in a hyper realistic town there was a girl named Doris. Doris had been bullied for a WHOLE MONTH by a girl named Sofia. The super intense bullying started on her first day of 6th grade. The fist experience she had with Sofia was when Doris was walking to her desk and Sofia put her leg out to TRIP her *gasp*. After that Doris went home and CRIED. From that point on Doris grew to HATE Sofia. 
After a whole month of being called a butthead, having her lunch money stolen and even being hardcore prank called, Doris was ready to act. So as soon as the bell rang to signal the end of the school day Doris ran down the path to her house. She was halfway down the dirt path when she ran into none other than Sofia who was holding a piece of paper in her hand. As Doris got closer she realized that the piece of paper Sofia was holding was Doris' homework which she had stolen from Doris' backpack while waiting for the teacher to open the classroom door. When Sofia caught the eyes of Doris she ripped the homework to shreds. Doris screamed and charged at Sofia knocking her over. 
"How dare you rip my paper you stupid, slutty, bitchy, ugly, WHORE!!!" Doris screamed. "Now I have to walk a whole ten feet to get another paper! I'll kill you for this!!" 
Doris pulled her headphones out of her left hello kitty backpack pocket and strangled Sofia to death. After the deed was done Doris ran to her house
and into her bathroom where she then cut her cheeks in up and down. Then she went to the kitchen, grabbed a knife and systematically killed her family which consisted of her parents, and her sister. Then she went took her sisters bloody, ripped, Elsa dress and Butterfly wings and sewed them onto her body with sparkly thread. Then she glitter glued a tiny knife onto her sisters butterfly wand. After Perfecting her look she ran out into the now dark night screaming "Call me Butterfly Elsa the Killer!!"
After this whole ordeal no one has ever seen Doris again, and those who have, haven't lived to tell the magical, violent tale.
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Category:Satire
Category:Blatant Ripoffs
Category:MARY SUE ALERT
Category:Pointless Violence
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Category:DIALOGUE!
Dorky's Revenge

I don't have time to speak, something is after me. Since I don't have enough time, let's just get this story over with.
It was December 15, 2007. It was my 15th birthday, to be exact. I was working a night shift at my job at McDonald's. My shift had ended, and I went home. As I was really tired, I layed on my bed for a bit; I couldn't fall asleep, and decided to go on my laptop for a bit until I got tired enough. I was surfing Google for games, movies, etc. until I noticed a 7th result, labeled under "Dorky's Revenge". As you expect, I was curious and double-clicked it.
It brought me to a MediaFire page, where I downloaded the file, which only took about 5 minutes to download. I opened up the folder and viewed the files. The only file was a .avi file, called "Dorkyrevenge.avi". I clicked it, but it wouldn't play. Then I clicked it again, and it finally played.
The first thing I noticed was that there were bits of film grain throughout the whole video (similar to one of those 80s films). It started off normally, with the intro of Fiddle and Diddle. The animation was a bit choppy and quite shaky; it reminded me of Ed, Edd n Eddy's animation style, but crudely drawn. The episode started in Diddle's house, he was looking for Fiddle. 
"Gee," he said, worried. "I wonder where he could be?"
The audio went up 10%, getting scraggly and muffled. The screen went black for 10 minutes before sounds of Diddle crying could be heard. These weren't cartoony cries, they were more hurt and depressed cries, almost sounding like a real person crying in pain. The shot came back, showing Diddle inside Dorky's house. 
Although the audio was muffled, I could hear Diddle say, "What are you gonna do with me?" Dorky didn't answer, but he did grab a knife off a table. The knife had several bloodstains on it. He raised the knife in the air and then jabbed it down on Diddle. An ear piercing screech came from him, almost making me go deaf and scaring the living daylight out of me. The screen suddenly went black, I heard the sound of splattered blood, and a loud skull cracking noise.
The video closed, and unexpectedly deleted itself. I wasn't able to watch it again. I heard sounds of laughter coming from the hallway. I don't dare close that door.
The next day, I saw my laptop was filled with files; all had the name, "Dorky_is_watching_you.jpg" I hastily clicked on it, and the image shown up. It was of Dorky smiling, staring right at me with hyper-realistic eyes. The text above him read: "I AM STILL WATCHING YOU."
Once I saw it, I immediately smashed my laptop to kingdom come. I could still hear Dorky's laughter, although the video was deleted.
I need to rest.
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Dot to HELL...

It's been a week since I have been in this place... I don't have a great member much but what i do remember will haunt me tell the day I die. I will start from the beginning, 2 weeks ago my friend bought me a new doll as a joke because every one knows that i am a chicken and that dolls creep me out. So I had that doll in my room but it was hidden in my closet because I prefer not to see that thing. I also got a white rabbit stuffy I have always been mesmerized by Alice in wonderland. which would explain the rabbit. So after a few days of having these items in my bedroom things started happening when I would be sleeping. One night I woke up to the sound of my closet opening but when i looked at my closet doors they were both still closed so I just went back to sleep.That morning the doll was on the floor near my bed. I screamed at the sight of it! My mom ran into my room to see what was going on and saw me pointing in terror at the doll she chuckled. She took the doll and put it in the closet as she left my room she said: Calm down Miki your 15 you shouldn't be afraid of a doll you left on your floor. I sighed and followed her out of my room. Ever since i have been having strange dreams and i can't seem to wake up with alarms or if people hit me. They are like little movies going threw my head and I can't wake up if they aren't done. Most of them terrify me. A week ago, when I ended up in this strange and terrifying place. I was playing on my laptop when the internet stopped then came back but i could not open Google chrome. I heard laughing coming from my closet i tried to scream but i could not make a sound. my closet door slid open my doll which had beautiful baby blue eyes where gone they were just black holes with blood running down her cheek. Her brown hair was cut shorter then it was when I received it. As the doll came closer I blacked out. When I woke up I was in a strange place, I wasn't in my bedroom nor was I in my house. I still to this I have no clue where I am. There are monsters and murderers! All after me! The doll, that demonic doll that my best friend gave me... Did she know this would happen? I have survived her for now a week, I am afraid that i won't survive long. I have already shrunken, I am missing my left eye and I feel watched. I think she's coming for me ... I will become her i will be forced to murder random people to be trapped in this hell forever to never see my family, my friends. I will never be Miki again, I will be a doll an evil murdering doll!
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Category:Living Objects
Category:English Class Failure
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Category:Stupid is as the main character does
Category:YT Readings
Double Suicide

Me and my buddy Jay used to rope each other up neck-wise, loop the rope over a pulley wheel in his dad's garage and then hop up and down, alternating who goes up with a grippy choker and who comes down with a woozy plop. I know what you're thinking, "Hey buddy, wouldn't the boths of yuhs be being choked no matters which-a ya's was up or downs? By the way, I'm a dumbass." Right you are, dumbass. And that was the point. It's like a rollercoasty up and downy chokey swingy fun time, and if we were starting to brown out, then we'd both just stand up straight and go butt-to-butt. That'd keep enough slack in the rope to oxygeniate our thrill brains. We did this after school almost every day for hours, and I must say we were pretty good at it. It really made my days a dull blur in all the right ways. Plus, both our necks became incredible strong. It takes quite a lot of effort for sexual partners to choke us out, quite a lot indeed. None ever have for me, and I reckon none ever will. Well, Jay probably can do it, but we're not and never will be sexual partners because we both agreed that we're just not gay enough. Hey, maybe one day we'll get there, though. All I know is that we maintain our chokey teeter tottering to this day, doing a pull and plop every weekend, and there's no doubt in my mind I'm a better man because of it.
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Douens

When my sister was young, she had imaginairy friends. She would never tell our mother about them, all she said was "they are my friends" mom said its common for five year old children to have imaginary friends. So,my mind was at rest, a few months later she went out to play with her imaginairy friend they would play ball and hide and go seek. One day they were playing ball and my sister went to go get it it was not very far in, but she kept walking past where the ball was. She was calling out to our "mother" well, our mother was inside so i began to follow my sister into the woods calling out loudly asking where she was. Well i guess she didnt hear me or was ignoring me but she didnt respond i heard her calling out to our mom I screamed that it wasnt our mother but to no use. She would just follow her friend i was begining to think she was crazy she would talk to what i thought was air i got tired after a while i tried to call my mom for help but there was no service i had lost track of my sister until i heard her calling out "MOMMY" frantically i followed her calling for our mom well it wasnt our mom infact it was a douen and if i wasnt with my sister she would never have returned.
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Down Bad

I am down badly. My body collapses on the floor, as if gravity became a hundred times stronger.
I am down awfully. The floor can't hold me any longer, I fall through the roof of my downstairs neighbor, smashing into the kitchen table where a few seconds ago a fine vase, gifted by a long dead grandma, is shattered to bits.
I am down terribly. The shattered vase burrows itself in my skin and flesh as I destroy the ground and fall into the sewer. It smells weirdly familiar, somewhere a memory is repressed to no more than a painfully joyful flash.
I am down horrendously. My body can't match my soul, the first stays trapped by the cold wet stones, the second descends the abyss of hornyness. In despair, I start cracking the stone with my bare hands, for my body lusts for my soul as my soul lusts for you.
I am down disgracefully. After too many excruciating minutes it isn't rock being grabber and thrown away, but dirty. It installs itself under my fingernails, but just for a second as the amount of soil being kidnapped from Gaia grows, so those the amount under my keratin-finger-armor. Soon it is ripped away leaving only flesh to do the job. I don't even notice it.
I am down lovecraftianlly. I now dig with the bones that once composed my arms, it was grinded away by Mother Earth's resistance. But I finally surpass the barrier. I am in the cave. I find my soul at last. Finally almost whole, the only thing lacking is you.
I am down bad. I look at you as the Devil looks at the first sin yet to be committed. As a vampire that lived for centuries on small animals looks at the last human alive. As a revolutionary looks at an unguarded prime minister. As the indominable unstoppable human spirit looks at the cold emptiness of space. I'm down bad.
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Down by the Tracks

"Take a seat John. Why don't you tell us what happened from the beginning?" The detective motioned you towards the chair with a hand gesture accompanied by his harrowing eyes.
"I-I-I I don't remember..."
"Well how about you have a sip of water, take a deep breath and make yourself remember." The detective stated. He definitely wasn't a nice cop.
It started coming back...
It took you no time to fall in love with her. From day one you knew she was the girl of your dreams. The first person you felt you could truly connect with, soul to soul. She was a great listener and didn't judge you on any of your imperfections, she actually liked them, and you believed her.
You had met her 4 months ago, down by the train tracks. It's the place you used to go to escape your problems when you were having a bad day. The place had a certain feel to it that allowed you to just forget about everything for a while. She went there for the same reasons as you. You still remembered the first time you met her, and how it wasn't even intimidating when you walked over and said hello, despite her utter beauty of blonde hair and perfect pale skin.
In fact she always joked that it was her that broke the ice with you, but it didn't matter. You both had each other now and that's all that you cared about. You were grateful and very lucky... For a few brief moments you actually felt happy again, as your vision twirled in memories of all those times you spent together... Until the vivid memories faded as quickly as they had formed, and you were sucked back into the cruel reality of what was happening. Sitting in the cold and lonely interrogation room, scared out of your mind.
The day police arrived at your door to bring you in for questioning over her death shook your world like no other. That's why you were having so much trouble voicing anything to the detectives who were standing over you intimidatingly. Stuttering and mumbling, you still couldn't believe it. Especially when they mentioned she died 4 months ago.
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Downstairs Basement

Part 1 of 22.
Hello folks, I think there might be an insane, vengeful demon possessing the house next to mine and I figured an internet collection of ghost stories would be the best place to turn to for help. Well see here's the thing.
New paragraph. That's how you know shit gets real.
But wait. Let me start from the beginning. It's really important for stories to start from the beginning. Unless this isn't actually the beginning and I update you guys with new stuff I remembered that was the actual beginning. Fuck my memory is so bad. Why the fuck would you listen to a story from me? Okay now on with the story.
When I was 18 years old I saw my neighbor digging a human-sized hole in his backyard.
Okay before I go any further, I want to make some things clear. 1. I changed basically everything to protect the identities of certain people involved, even my neighbor who is very likely a serial murderer and should be apprehended by authorities ASAP. 2. I repressed most of these memories but I'll update you guys when I feel like unrepressing the good stuff. 3. Don't forget to Like, Comment, and Subscribe because it really helps me out, thank you so much guys!
Anyway back to my story. So he dug a hole in his yard and yelled to me "Boy, get over here and lay in this here hole so I can kill you dead."
New paragraph. Aw shit. SHHHHEEEEIIIIT. hAMMERIN THAT MOTHAFUCKIN ENTER KEY LIKE tHOR YOU BITCHEZZZZZZZ
I didn't think much of it at the time, but after I took a freshman creative writing class in college I really started to feel the need to share this story. Now that I'm unemployed as fuck, I finally have time to write every last glorious, succulent, throbbing, veiny inch of it.
EDIT: Some of you have been asking questions about the inconsistent details of this story so far. Well I had repressed memories so maybe I can't trust my own account of the story. Did you ever think of that? No, you only think about how you can use this story to jerk off, you fucking freaks. Also, big shout-out to my alt account that broke the secret code in my story that unlocked my subliminal memories of the next part. You were absolutely right, the hole was connected to a window in the guy's basement underground. I always thought that was weird. Who would have thought it would be relevant.
I'll keep you guys updated. And you're damn right this needed a new paragraph.
And so does this one.
But first I have to get out of the hole my neighbor dug.
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Downvote Copypasta

This is your fault.
If you had not disagreed with me in your comment, I would not have had to administer one (1) downvote to your comment.
Regrettably, however, you have decided to disagree with me in your comment, and as such, following the etiquette of Reddit.com (Reddiquette, as my fellow Redditors and I call it), I have been forced to administer one (1) downvote to your comment.
I understand if you are a new user on Reddit.com, but we all have to learn the Reddiquette at some point, and it seems today is your day to learn.
Let it be known, however, that you can also administer one (1) downvote to any comment of your choosing. Personally, I would use this one (1) downvote on someone who is reposting a meme, as that is a well known violation of Reddiquette.
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