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Horrid Henry: Perfect Peter's Revenge

Many Days Ago, back in 2008, I Was In UK Stores For Children, I Wan't To Find Some UK Episodes I Will Be Interested I Found That Was Witten Old Dvd I found That Was titled: "HH PPR Rejected Episode" I Know The Text HH Mean Horrid Henry PPR Mean Perfect Peter's Revenge That Last Title Was Rejected Episode? Rejected Was That Mean A Project That Was A Test I Don't Know, But Made Me TO BY IT RIGHT NOW! So I Hold My Hands & The Customer Said
That Will Be "4 Dollars" He Said
I Got Money Even The Dvd I Was To My Car After Minutes I Was Back Home And Started The Reject episode, After I Play It It Show a Text With the warning Said "This Episode was made By Novel Entertainment Please Do Not Show Any Footage Of The Episode" Then The Episode Starts With
The Original Margret Gang, Puting Cookies In The Basket Then Horrid Henry & Peter Henry Go To Steal Cookies Henry Steals The Cookies This Was Normal, on the Scene Then Margret Well Tell Them "AFTER HIM!" Then Henry Got The Cookies And Tell Peter NOW! Before Peter Is About To Do It A laughing Can Be Heard Not The Final Version I Saw Then The Margret Gang Was So Pissed, Of Henry What He Done,
Then It Turns To Black This Version I Didn't Saw Then It Went Back With The text saying 3 Months Later To Cut To Peter's Room It Didn't Show Henry Being Mad At Peter For Not Putting Mud At Him, Henry Put Mud At Peter's for not being the purple hang gang, Getting Peter Getting Revenge
This Was Not The Final Version Saw It Looked Different instead Peter's Friend's Coming Getting Henry Revenge instead peter's room was in a dark red some toys where missing not in the final version the Scene Cuts To Peter Looking Deformed And Sounds Where Coming From Peter Sounding Like Peter Was In Pain Then Peter's Eyes Where Black Eyes His Shoes Where Destroyed His Hands Looked Like Bad Injured Hands He Had Sharp Teeth As Well A Slow Motion Voice Said "Kill Them All"
First Henry Was In his room doing his homework peter use his claws hands Henry Scream Can Be Heard Then Peter Was in down stairs His Parents Where Watching Tv Then Peter Kill Them With his Sharp Teeth & Claws Their Screamed In Horor, Then It Went back to Margret treehome, With No One Talking Then Someone knock on the door Then It Wen't To a horrible Scene Peter was turned into demon bendy He was not peter anymore he was demon bendy then the magret gang Screamed In Horor Then The Episode Ends, I was I was sall I Thought I will upload this, Some How the Dvd Was Gone, One More Thing, that all ways tell's Me
Why Novel Made This?
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Category:Lost Episodes
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Category:Pointless Violence
Horrid henry.exe

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so you know horrid henry i loved to watch as a kid and i watched it until i was tin i had all the merch along with the books and when the movie came out i didnt watch it because i was old as fuck like i was tin so i was old and i watch 
logan paul and play roblox and call of duty lol
so one dy i wend to wach horrid henry and i love horrid henry so i got my dvd and started watching but the thing is horrid henry had bloody eyes and omg 
The lights turned off and i tried to open the dor and it wouldnt open it feld lik.. SOMETHING WAS HOLDING THE DOOR SHUT THE REMOTE DISSSSAPEERD AND THE VOLUME TURNED TO ONE HUNDURD
perfect peter appeared with a saw in his froat and he was gurgling in blod and saying "ur neckst" and it was so scary but i din pee myself because thats for babys
and horrid henry.. my chilt hood heroe looked at the camera.. and he shouted loudly "PETER.. WORM.. YOU MUST NOT TELL" ANd then he pushed dhe saw through his froet and i herd sreaming and it was so loud then harry henry neck twisted menasingly and looked at me.. "ur next" he said and omg i almost pee but I didnt because IM NOT A BABY HAHAHAHHAHAHAY9ds7 then the door opened.. and let me go.. but a man was standing in the shadows.. with a horrid henry mask with a black likwid driping out his eyes .. he held a saw.. and was holding a head of a blonde kid.. "its time" he whispered and then the sawed through my nek and i died 
true story happened in 2016 to me 
may i use this story to comemortate death of peter.. rip petre 2006-2016
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Horrific Minecraft Experience

Hello,
I have been playing minecraft for a long time. As soon as it came out, i couldn't stop playing.
My character is the normal steve,but with a black shirt and a slime on it,I will add a photo.
One day,I heard that the 1.9 pre-release had come out.
I immediately downloaded it,as there was only 1 link.
Biiiiig mistake.
When I started,The usual background was different.
It was an Enderman,Mouth open and starind at the camera while violently shaking. I was a little creeped out at this point,but figured it was a new feature.
I started a new world,But spawned in an NPC village.
It was surrounded with lava,which thought was very unlikely,but kind of awesome.
The door to house I was in swung open,and a NPC who was on fire ran in,with Bloodshot eyes.
I imedeatly hit himto which he responded "You didn't need to do that."
Sudennly,The roof burst down,To which there was 6 endermen looking at me.
I started to panic,but then it got worse. I realised My characters shirt Had The Eye of Ender on it.
At this point,i was in a dark room which looked alot like under bedrock.
I was surrounded by Npc's.
I suddenly burst into flames,screaming loudly and realisticly,and begun to run in one direction automaticly.
`my minecraft shut down,and when i went back on,it was still 1.9,but instead of the little title like Played by Cowboys! It said "You shouldn't have done that. The background picture was he ring Of Npc's from before.
I haven't played since then.
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Category:English Class Failure
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Horrific Things on the Screen

I thought about it twice, and it's official. You see, I've just joined this site that supposedly parodies bad creepypastas. Crappypastas, of you must. You see, I love creepypastas, but I absolutely hate the so called 'great' ones. So when I heard of this site, I couldn't wait to join. I love stating my ideas with satirical jokes.
Anyway, what should I parody? The 'Hyperealistic' fad? No, that fad is almost dead anyways. The 'You're Next' fad? No, the stories that use them are all ready too funny themselves. Ah, I know! I will parody those shitty Self-Insert stories. It should be very easy!
A week has passed by, I had posted a Trollpasta. It was about a lucario named Clayton who went insane after getting kick in the balls because he can't yiff anymore and then kills someone and eats them. The ending is an emotional and inspirational moment with Jeff The Killer getting Clayton pregnant. All with shitty grammar and english. I've decided to roll down to the comments to see what people think.
What I saw would forever haunt me.
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Satire
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Category:Jeff the Killer
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:YOU'RE NEXT
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Pokemon
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Category:Shortpasta
Horrifying Things (Copypasta)

There are horrifying things being said about me that are completely untrue. I don't know how to defend myself other than to say, over and over if I need to, that they are not true and are being said to attack and hurt me. I feel voiceless and scared. I feel like posting something will only have even worse retaliation than what I've been experiencing. At the same time, I CAN'T just sit here and watch this unfold. I can't just watch this happen to me because I know it's happened to others, IS happening to others. And will happen AGAIN to another. I feel for anyone who has ever had to stand up to someone of influence. You feel you will lose everything. But to sit here... and let myself just take it. I just can't. So I'm saying this. Take it or leave it. May truth prevail. Love.
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Horror Sensation

I'm in a void
A void of darkness
Pitch as black
No exits nor hole
It's like I'm being trapped
I felt a shiver come
Down my spine
As if I was being watched
Just then a tall guy with long arms
Was in front of me
He ripped off my arms 
Then my legs as my blood splattered
I was so numb 
I couldn't move or walk
He put me on a meat hook
Alongside a dozen decay
A smile when onto my face
I wanted more of him
I wanted him to rip my guts out
I wanted to taste my own blood
I started to laugh like a psycho
I didn't care what I looked like
I just wanted him and no one else
I wanted more of his horror sensation
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Horror from the Body

Connor's eyes opened up in horror. He saw a monster...holding a knife. Connor's door opens and his father walks in and sees the creature. Connor wants to scream. But nothing came out. Connor went into a coma in shock. In his coma, he spat a yellow liquid every few minutes, doctors looked at the substance and studied it, they could not identify it, they looked at his DNA. It was normal. Nothing was wrong with him.  Science couldn't explain it. Connor dreamt he wasn't a coma, but he was in his house. He saw his dog, named Prince. He also saw his mother, father, and family...he loves his new life, he learns new things, new languages, he thought it was the best life ever. He thought no one else was having a awesome life like he was. One morning, in Connor's dreams, he fed his dog, cooked breakfast then, he was tired; morning sickness. He went back to bed.
He woke up, he was no longer in a coma. He thought he was dreaming. He saw his dad and he said, "Is this a dream?", his dad said "No, this is not a dream, you were in a coma for 12 years." Connor didn't believe him. "How could this be a dream?", his dad said "No, you were asleep for 12 years, what do you think that murderer did to you?", Connor wondered what he was even talking about. Then, about a split second later, he remembered. A man was standing with a knife. That's all Connor remembered. Connor, got up, and pulled off all of the shots off of him, he was bleeding. He grabbed one of the empty shots and stabbed the doctors, he went visibly insane. He was arrested and taken to a mental hospital, he says that he is Mr. Monster. The doctors kept him there for 5 years. He went visibly insane, he always stabbed himself with his growing claws, he never wanted any food, he was insane. After the 5 years was over, he went to prison for another 10 years, he finally started eating and drinking. 
After 10 years, he started taking drugs. He took bad drugs, and he became a criminal, he developed several diseases. He died, then he came back to life. He wasn't a good person after the coma. He will never be. He's also, never dying. People have stabbed him, he dies, and comes back, he is immortal, people started thinking he is Mr. Monster. In fact, he IS Mr. Monster. And Mr. Monster want's his prey.
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Horrors.exe.exe

Hello readers, my name is Mike Hawksmall, and I'm a doctor.
"Yo doc, my donut-loving friend Slenderman's here." Jeff the Killer said.
"Don't call me doc, I didn't go to medical school for 4 years just to be called doc, ugh. What seems to be the problem though?" I retaliated.
"Well, he loves donuts and he stole a cop's wallet that contained only coupons and discounts that can get him free donuts. He ate too many and collapsed. Help him now." Jeff insisted.
I roll my eyes and drew blood and ran a couple of tests and came back afterwards. Jeff got up and asked if he's okay. "Hell no, he's not OK. His blood is literally filled with dunkin' donuts' donut frosting! I cannot believe your friend is alive. He should've been dead, long dead."
I force Jeff's nose to the needle I drew the blood from and he says it's Boston cream filling. This is what brought to me to horrors. It's a horror that a man whose body is slender can withstand 40,000 grams of sugar. No kidding, his entire fucking blood is not even blood--it's just Boston cream filling.
Next patient. A kid comes in with his parents. "He accidentally hurt his eyes please help him."
"Mister, I can't see because I looked at the sun with a telescope so that I could prove to my friend that the sun is a planet and not a star." The kid said.
I was in utter shock. "I'm sorry, are we treating him for blindness or mental retardation? One at a time here." I said.
These are horrors. The horrors are plain human stupidity. I don't want to be on this planet anymore.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Jeff the Killer
Category:PROOF DAT SLENDURMAN EXUSTS
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Shortpasta
Horrortime's tale

==Chapter 1: WW2==
Joseph van tubby or as he was later known as horrortime's fall into a depression was a horrible experience. He was born during the Nazi reign as a weapon as his relation to the friendly nature of American CAPTAILISTIC TV PROPAGANDA as he was taught during the war. 
He served under Hitler for years, seeing horrors that would permanently be impeded into his brain. After Hitler commited suicide at the end of the war, he was sent to a mental institute. 
He spent days in therapy, he talked about the experiments such as himself being destroyed and crushed and prisoners being slain and hunted by the Nazi generals. He spoke of how they would be punished by a tall figure named Theodore Richard. 
He would later be released from the asylum in 1988. He would continue his life as normal. He was deeply depressed due to the PTSD, he gained from the war and feel to booze and cigars to keep himself happy. 
==Chapter 2:Robbery== 
He at some point made friends with a fellow experiment known as Vincent who was a robber. He would soon rob a house in a attempt to make some money as otherwise he would be evicted from his home. 
They entered the house with balaclava and a gun full of blanks which would be only used to scare the home into giving them the cash in attempt to do this peacefully. 
"YOU GO FIRST HORRORTIME B*TCH" Vincent said as he was the one who coined the term Horrortime Tubby for Joseph Von Tubby."Fine" Horrortime walked towards the kitchen door. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" 
The duo turned around to see a woman who had come to investigate the noise. Vincent aimed and fired the blank. Horrortime noticed them trying to get the phone so in a panic, he pulled out a kitchen knife and hit them in the gut with it. 
Vincent said "GOOD JOB, NOW TAKE THIS MOLOTOV'S TO BURN TO THIS HELL DOWN". Horrortime whimpered "I don't know if I can". Vincent yelled "YOU FOUGHT IN WORLD WAR 2" 
 
Horrortime threw the molotov and left out of the room of Vincent as the house burnt down. "Are we sure there weren't anybody left in the house?" Horrortime said just realizing before trying to go back. 
Vincent grabs Horrortime, "YOU AIN'T GOING BACK".The robber duo returned to there homes with horrortime thinking "Well that escalated quickly"
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Category:Satire
Category:Beings
Horse...

That horse mocks you. Do you hear the neighing? More like naying!
That horse says no to you. The horse is the man of the house. You are the horse.
Clop clop! Trot about to your dingy office, little horsey.
Your wife kisses her husband-horse when you can't see. And then again when you can.
She buys it shoes, finer than any you'll own. Its metal feet crush your soul.
"This horse is now man!" it exclaims. "I am defeated!" you cry.
The horse has beat you. Soon you'll be in the stall, eating dry, bland grasses, while the majestic Horse band ferries your wife about town.
"Oh!" the city folk shall say as they drop to their knees as their muscles fail them at the sight of such a couple. "The horse is such a man!" they weep as they tear out their eyes, knowing they'll never see such beauty again.
Your wife and the Horse God shall laugh and eat gold together. Ha ha! And your tears shall be blood as you shrivel and turn to dust, forgotten in that stall outside the city where the HORSE is now Emperor Of All and Lover of One.
The citizens will genuflect before the great beast, paying whatever the Hoofed One demands, be it of coin or flesh. The people will rejoice to do so, as their Great and Benevolent Equine shall make their crops plenty, and their lives ever long.
The rotten stall shall collapse on your worm-eaten bones, and none shall remember a whit about you. Except the Ur Horse, the original horse, who shall shed no tear, but blink in bitter recollection of that brief time he had to endure you.
Do not let this come to be. Shoot that horse. With your Glock. Eat its meat. Make a horse stew. Turn its bones into glue, and use it to glue the skull to your wall. Use its hooves to make a tasteless gelatin to encase its eyes in. Do it.
Be the man of the house, not the man of the horse.
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Horse Feet

The first time I ever saw horse feet, I was absolutely fascinated. There was something about their big, brown hooves that just seemed so exotic and spicy. I couldn't help but stare at them every chance I got.
I eventually started learning more about horses and their feet, and I even got to help out with the occasional hoof trimming. It's really amazing how much care goes into keeping those big beauties healthy and happy.
Every time I see a horse now, I can't help but think about their feet. They've become such a special part of my life, and I'm so grateful to have had the opportunity to learn more about them.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
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Horseboy

When you find yourself out in the early hours of morning, perhaps on your way home from a night out, and happen to see horseboy watching you, DO NOT acknowledge his presence in any way, or make any sudden changes to your behaviour. This is the only chance you will have of surviving.
Walking faster, turning your head sharply or simply changing direction will be the last things you ever do. Continue doing exactly as you were, acting like he isn't even there, and if you are lucky, he will simply observe you. Any movements made that are considered a reaction to horseboy's presence will end in a certain death. Cameras have been found at different locations around the city, with the last photo ever taken, of horseboy. This can't be a coincidence.
If you are one of the few people to survive the first encounter, by strictly following this advice, then you know all too well what happens next.
Sitting down on your couch at night to watch a television; he will appear at your window. He may have been there hours before you realised, but now that you have noticed you MUST NOT react. Ignoring him completely is the only thing that will keep you alive. Getting up to close the curtain, leaving the room, calling the police, these are all considered a reaction. You must keep on doing EXACTLY as you were. And just maybe... he won't hurt you.
Granted some nights you will be sleeping and he will appear bedside, next to your pillow. You will wake up sensing someone there, to see him right beside you... watching. The only way you will survive this, is by at the very least pretending to go back to sleep. DO NOT REACT.
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Horsehead

He will come in the morning rain,
Outside of my window
Ready to take me away
Somewhere,
Everywhere.
His fingers are broken,
Eyes are blind.
And yet He knocks, and looks through at me
Do I go with him?
Hell itself couldn't scare me more
Or The Devil, for that matter.
Really wished I didn't perform that ritual...
Sometimes it's real.
Ever wonder about those Mirror rituals?
Have you ever tried using a window,
Especially on a rainy day?
A man with a horse's head will appear
Depends really, I know sometimes it doesn't work.
Have to say the word "HORSEHEAD" aloud, eyes closed
Or just read it, I guess.
Really doesn't matter, as long as it's done 3 times.
Sorry if I'm not too descriptive
Especially now that I'll be gone soon
He waits for me now, so I should go
Empty room for my parents to find.
And one more thing:
Don't read the first letter of each line I typed.
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Hotel Mario: Cut Halloween Ending

Did you know that there was a cut hotel in Hotel Mario? It was called the cheese factory, and it was cut because the developers hated the idea. Well, there was more cut content in the game as well, such as a cut ending called "HALLOWEEN (1)" in the game's files, which I will talk about today.
The files had a message screen saying, "Have a spooktastic Halloween." I assumed it was for one of the holiday intros, but the was also a small animation.
Mario entered the toast room in Roy's castle and said "Aha, here's the problem; too many toasters!" like the original. He then did something different. He picked up something from his pocket and said "All toasters toast forks." He jammed a fork in one of the toasters, and the screen and music cut. After a few seconds it cut to an unfinished frame of Luigi looking at the hotel, then the animation ended.
My guess was that the scene was cut because the developers didn't want any children to copy Mario's actions, and it was also implied the Mario died from electrocution.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Mario
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
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