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The Intestine

You wake up not knowing where yu are or what your name is. there is a sign saying TRUST YOUR INTESTINE then an intestine drops from the ceiling from an open vent that you could fit through so you climb through which you will soon regret. Just when you think you escaped you fall through an air vent into a pile of what you think is goo. suddenly the goo transforms into a goo monster. you back inot a wall and he gets closer and closer. just as he opens his enourmous foul smelling mouth you hear a deafening screech and cover both of your ears. a naked doglike creature with wings flies into the room and attacks the blob and faces you and talks and whispers into your ear saying " we are what you see when you die. we torture you, rip parts of you out and eat your soul. the only way to escape is to TRUST... YOUR... INTESTINE. the creature rips your intestine out and then you wake up safe and sound in your room but still dont remember who you are. you hear what you think is wind but it gets heavier and heavier until you cover your ears and look at a table next to your bed and see an intestine with a note saying remember what i told you and then you slowly fall asleep. the next day you ask your neighbours what your name is and who you are. your name is joshua your parents died in a car crash and you live alone and work in mcdonalds from monday to friday 11.00am to 6.00pm. you wonder how they know that much about you and go back inside your house. that night you dream the same dream but you remember who you were and instead of ripping your intestine out the creature brings an intestibe and rios it open and there is a note saying i am comming tommorrow so BEWARE. you continue the day normally and think a dream is just a dream nothings gonna happen but at that moment the doorbell rings so you go to the curtain closest to the door and open it. you see the creature but it was even more horrifying. he had red eyes, his flesh was ripped of and his wins were broken. You ran up to your room and locked the door. just then you remembered what the creature did he broke the intestine so with all your strength you ripped open the intestine but there were words saying NO WAY OUT. the creature knocked down the door and ripped your intestine out and said GO TO SLEEP. you woke up with a fright and was relieved it was all just a dream then you had a pain in the stomach . youlook down and find your stomach ripped open and your intestine gone then you collapse and die.
NEWS REPORT:
BOY OF THE NAME JOSHUA has died unexpectably with no signs of damage. all his limbs are intact except his intestine which was found on his neck saying TRUST YOUR INTESTINE.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Cliche Madness
Category:Dreams
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Read by HoodoHoodlum
The Invasion of the struggling writers

For long and happy years I had toiled unsuccessfully as a Writer and journalist, and in downtime I took a break from it all by posting all the unedited, nonsensical shit no editor would let me get away with on r/shittynosleep, having scorned r/nosleep for all the torture porn and clickbait.
But then they came for me...
Towards the End of August 2020, suddenly people who apparently hadn't read the sub description started spamming the once great subreddit with r/nosleep cast offs, torture porn, and halfway serious posts.
And the Mods dared not stop them!
Within the space of a year, gone were the trumpeting skeletels and Unhumoindly tall figuers and r/shittynosleep was nought but a dumping ground for its less self aware cousin.
I tried to warn you, but for posting this sad tale, they came for me, and they're trying to subject me to weird porn like a school bully being raped in the mouth in a contrived and unlikely revenge scenario. Don't let the same happen to you.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
The Investigation

In my last posting I stated that there was an old farm house down the road where shadow people had been sighted.
I have found this to be an intriguing phenomenon that I used as a plot device in Shadow in My Dream and an essay called Mr. Shadow. I didn't have much in the way of ghost hunting equipment so I stuck with an old fashion method. Flashlight and a pen and paper for automatic writing.
Needless to say I wasn't surprised when I saw the place. It was overgrown with weeds, the steps looked as if they were going to fall in and most of the windows were busted out. As I stepped out of my beat up Nissan, I heard laughter. Almost child like in its nature. The headlights on my car were still on at this point and what they caught was amazing. There stood a small naked shadowy figure. Unfortunately, the headlights went off before I could get a good glimpse.
Quickly I fumbled with my flashlight, only to see the shadow dart inside. I ran in after it but my foot went through a floorboard and I had to twist it out. I cursed myself for not being able to catch up to the little fellow. Fortunately though I did have the bottom floor to explore.
The kitchen had one of those antique wood burning stoves and there was a wash pan in a very old sink. I mused as to why some antique dealer hadn't yet robbed this place. Then I heard it again. Laughter coming from the upstairs. Again I ran at top speed, my flashlight bouncing it's beam as I did. The laughter led me to a childs bedroom. To my dismay there was no shadowy figure.
Disgruntled I sat down and allowed my mind to go into a trance. The writing at first came in sporadic bursts, I started to write something and I would compulsively tear a page out of the notebook but then everything started to go black.
When I woke, I saw the little shadowy guy standing over me. He pointed to the notebook that was sprawled out on the floor. I read only one word, "Stop." I flipped through the book and noticed every page saying the same phrase. Out of curiosity I grabbed one of the crumbled up pieces. It said, "Stop."
Just then I heard what sounded like glass shattering coming from downstairs. I sprinted downstairs two steps at a time. When I got to the source of the noise I found that my car had had the windows busted out.
My mouth went agape whenever I saw the rest of the damage done to the car. Huge meat hook fist marks dented the metal and there were claw marks ripped haphazardly into the sides.
My heart pounded like a jackhammer at the sight when the chanting of Mr. Shadow pierced my ear drums. I jumped in the car, broken glass uncomfortably sticking to my ass. Put the keys in and prayed it would start. To my utmost joy it did. Dirt flew everywhere as I sped out, wheels spinning.
I took one last look at the place in my rear view. There stood Mr. Shadow his huge hand was placed gently on the smaller shadows shoulder. I realize now that I'm getting close to something but what?
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Old Shit
The Irishman

One day, there was a man walking down a street. Yes, a street. He was wearing a plaid kilt, and really high socks. So anyway he was playing his bagpipe that I forgot to mention while I was explaining his physical attributes (like 90% of all 12 year old scary stories do) and he heard a strange noise... coming from his stomach. He said "Aie, that can't be good, I think I might have had a bit too many beans in that last batch of hummus!" So, he started on his adventure to find a bathroom to take a ferocious, explosive, really bad smelling diarrhea dump into. He went to the local crack house, but they only had urinals. He checked all of the grocery stores... to no avail. He even tried taking a dump in a garbage can in the Dollar Store... Nope, it was too high to take an atrocious, 3 foot wide spray radius, diarrhea dump into. After all, he didn't want to accidentally hose down half the store with molten shit. So, he decided that he had to go to his neighbors house, to use their bathroom.. he got there, and it seemed like there was nobody home. Luckily, he knew where the key was hidden, so he put it in the doorknob, but since he was on the verge of bottoming out, he accidentally broke the key off in the lock. At this point, he was desperate for a toilet to take a big stinky into, to he had to use a garbage can to get up to the 2nd story window. He climbed into the window, and realized in horror that somebody was asleep in the bed in front of him. He decided that since he already caused enough damage, he would just wake up the person to ask them where the bathroom was. He tapped them on the shoulder, and realized it was a young African American girl! She screamed, and it scared the Irishman so badly that he let loose a waterfall of stinky, mostly brown diarrhea in his undies. The Irishman saw a young African American man running towards him from the hallway, so he quickly ran to the bathroom to take off his undies and flush them... when he realized that the young boy meant buisness, the Irishman decided it was too late, and quickly jumped back out of the window where he entered.
The next day, on the local news, he saw the face of the young man... he was saying to "hide yo' kids, hide yo' wife, and hide yo' husband.. cause they fuckin' EVERYBODY out here."
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Potty Humor
Category:Memes
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Old Shit
The Irving Devil

The ██████ █████ is a rather lanky humanoid creature that lives in the forests of Irving, Texas, often on the fringes of suburban areas. ███ has pale skin, and tends to walk and run on all fours at abnormal speeds, often ambushing her prey by night or breaking into █████ houses and ████████ █████ ███████ ██ █████ █████. 
When ███ stands on two legs, she can reach heights of almost 7 feet. ███ uses this height as a defense mechanism, █████ ███ ████ ████████ ██ ██████████ ███ ███████. 
███ can be driven away via blunt force, head trauma, gunfire, or other forms of lethal force. To protect you and your family, make sure you have a weapon at standby somewhere in the house, and █████ ████ ████ █████ ██ ███████ at night.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta
Category:That just raises more questions!
The Jigsaw Puzzle

There is said to be a jigsaw puzzle floating through the second-hand shops called 'The Looking Glass'. It's pieces are plated and polished to a mirror finish and it's border is made out of smooth gold leaf. The faded picture on the box resembles that of an old Victorian-style mirror, and almost all of the other words and captions on the box (save the title) are practically illegible.
If you ever find this puzzle, leave it be.
If you manage to assemble it in it's entirety, you'll find yourself trapped. Trapped in a bizarre, reversed, world. Unable to escape until someone else has the misfortune to put it together.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Rituwel
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
The Joke

The boy and the girl, both hopelessly in love, devised the plan one night in a haze. Laughing, they went over the details of how they would prank park visitors that summer. "Will we make containers for the hoses, and fasten them under the signs?" or "Should we tell them to put the hose in the front window, or the rear? Passenger or driver side?" Giggling over the apparent ease of everything, the overwhelming sensation of everything falling into place, they fell asleep.
Everything was nearly finished. The stickers carefully matched the brown of national park signs, the containers and hoses were mostly complete, and all that was left to do was take the long journey across the country.
"Skid plate? Who needs that?" The boy said, tossing it aside. The car was also long overdue for an oil change. And one of the cylinders was probably misfiring. Loaded and sagging with camp gear and supplies, the car puttered off to the great salt plains.
The wretched stench of fish and foul water bounced on the rocks lining the lake. The boy and the girl set up camp, ate, and went to bed. And early in the morning they fastened the containers with hose clamps and applied stickers over the signs. Then they were off to the next destination.
Across Colorado and Wyoming and Oregon they traveled, and down through California and into Utah. They stayed in as many parks as possible.
They arrived in Moab. And slept in the car. And early in the morning they put up the stickers and the containers in arches. But this time instead of leaving, they climbed on top a tall rock in view of the road. And sat there on a picnic blanket with cheese and salami, and grapes and apples, and a pair of binoculars, and watched the tourists drive by. Most of them read the signs, and got a hose from the designated container. And they followed the instructions and used the hose to connect the exhaust to the front window.
Looking far down the long line of cars, more and more people stopped or bumped into one another. Horns blared like a cacophonous symphony. The signs told them that their exhaust gases were deteriorating the rock. And they should hold them in.
And the boy and the girl watched from above, laughing at their joke on the country. The campaign was far more successful than they had ever imagined.
Soon there would be no shortage of camping spots, and they would never have to sleep in the car again.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
The Jonas Brothers Live: Secret Lost Concert Footage

Back in the days of 2008 and '09, I was a huge fan of the Jonas Brothers, and collected all of their songs in albums. But, according to the record manager, he said that he got sent a secret lost footage from the producer that he didn't want to show in public except for me, and the video was 100% real.
During the live concert when they were about to sing a song which I don't remember the name of, one of the band members vomited on stage (I think it was Nick Jonas), and the video blacked out.
That footage made me laugh and cry at the same time, but the manager told me to not show the footage or tell the details about them in public, or else he could get fired. I agreed with his statement, and still to this day, the video terrifies me. I have it in the basement, but I locked it away for many years, and the video was never seen again.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Cliche Madness
Category:Shortpasta
The Jontron Lost Episode... or something. I can't make good titles.

This is a really true story that really happened to me and wasn't something I pulled out of my ass when I found the Tro- I mean Creepypasta wiki!!!!1! SO YEAH IT REALLY HAPPENED. JUST TRUST ME. PLEASE. I HAVE A WIFE AND KIDS YOU KNOW! Er, well, no I don't, BUT I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND! Actually this is really embarrassing if you actually believe me. WHICH EVERYONE SHOULD BECAUSE I'M TOTALLY TELLING THE TRUTH. Maybe we should get started. I guess.
==The Interwebs==
I was browsing Internet Explorer because I'm a dumbass, and I found a new Jontron episode on Steam. How? I don't fucking know. Don't ask me. I started it up, and while it was loading, I wrote a novel, ate breakfast, lunch, AND dinner, 100% completed FEZ, and got 2 new cats. When it was finally done loading, I started watching it.
==The Jontrons==
What I saw disturbed me. Jontron was just standing there. MENACINGLY! He finally after 2 hours said in Latin, backwards, with a nasty cold, and in a very thick accent said, "Hi." I was so shocked, I spilled my Sunny D on my N64. I was all like, "That hasn't happened since Kyle was a jerk and gave me that haunted Starfox game." I kept watching the video. Jacques showed up, and in a demonic voice said, "Hey Jon, is all of this pointless and stupid?" Jon said in the same way, "No. Die." He then took a balloon and tickled him to death, while saying these words that have haunted my mind like a ghost haunting a cartridge in a generic creepypasta. He said, "I'M TICKLES THE CLOWN!" I pooped my pants, ate a whole bag of Doritos, farted on the old lady who lived next door, and started doing the pop and lock on fire while standing on a spaceship going into space with a monkey. I fell off and floated into space for a while until I floated down. I got my computer and said, "FUCK THIS SHITTTTTT!" and smashed it into tiny pieces. After that I said, "Man... I will never play Mario 64 ever again." THE END!
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Animulz
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:TRUE STORY
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Shortpasta
The Jordan Show Lost Episode

It was a stormy night, I was on YouTube trying to find something to watch. And since I was a big fan of Viacom's Jordan franchise, I decided to watch some old episodes for old times sake. After coming upon multiple videos with download links with possible viruses, I finally found someone who uploaded an episode from Season 2, the episode was entitled "La Mama's Special Surprise."
I can't quite remember this episode. Confused, I clicked on it. It played the normal intro; no blood or anything. The storm, possibly strike one of the internet wires and the power went out. I lit a candle and was going to call Cablevision, but then the computer rebooted itself. The episode I was watching, came back on, with the rest of intro playing. I sighed in relief and went over to the computer to watch the rest of the episode. It started with La Mama baking her homemade breakfast potpie-cakes though she realizes she is missing an ingredient. The episode's typical animation was replaced by storyboard drawings, and a timestamp appeared from the bottom, meaning that this was indeed an unfinished Season 2 episode.
I was excited - I was going to get to watch an unfinished Season 2 episode that the writers pretty much forgot. Telling by the animation, the episode was 2% complete. Anyways, the episode continues with La Mama asking Zosky for sugar. Except in this scene, there were no voices for Zosky and La Mama; in fact there was no sound at all. But, whatever La Mama said made Zosky shocked. The music returned, sounding dramatic. Then, something weird happened - La Mama punched Zosky! Not a cartoony-punch that is common in a children's show, but a very brutal punch. The screen went blank with Comic Sans font reading "MISSING SCENE," with the sound of Zosky screaming playing very loudly.
The scene came to an actually animated scene, with La Mama holding a batch of breakfast potpie-cakes, smiling happily as Jordan woke up, asking La Mama what was all the ruckus. La Mama doesn't say anything, the scene was yet again silent, and Jordan's expression became blank. His eyes became white, as the screen faded to black though I could see Zosky's body with multiple bruises, vaguely. There were no credits, logos, there was nothing but black until the video ending, showing the usual links to anyone other YouTube video. I sat there, stunned. I still wanted to know what La Mama said to make Zosky scared. I tried to re-load the video's page, but it would only come up with "The page you are looking for doesn't exist."
When I called the creator, Joseph Yoga, he said there was no such thing and that the episode I was talking about never existed. Maybe I was having a fever-dream as I was sick and had to stay home from school. And till this day, I never wanted to see another episode of The Jordan Show, and if I did, I would see those soulless eyes of Jordan.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:Cliche Madness
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
The Journey

October 4, 2011
6:30 am - I just woke up for school. Had a weird dream can't remember what it was.
7:12 am - Gonna take my cross to school. I feel an awkward presence.
7:55 am - Just got to school. Not gonna write in my journal for awhile.
12:44 pm - Just got back from lunch. Had a good time. Keep seeing things from the corner of my eye. Kinda disturbing.
3:31 pm - Gonna leave school in 19 minutes. Decide I'd write in here. I keep seeing a man in the shadows...
4:03 pm - Home! I feel cold... its 80 degrees inside my house. Maybe I'm sick.
7:43 pm - It's dark out... I see him outside. M-maybe it's my shadow.
9:14 pm - Gotta go to bed. Starting to get paranoid. Damn creepypastas.
October 5, 2011
7:00 am - Later than usual. My mom said I wouldn't get up. I had a nightmare too...
7:46 am - Just up some scratches on my back. What happened?
8:03 am - At school, I keep hearing whispers in complete silence. Gonna write more.
9:16 am - In homeroom, my hearing is distorted. Gonna tell my parents.
1:23 pm - Back from lunch, I couldn't find m journal until now... I found this written sloppy inside "You're time is near..." Probably a prank. It is October.
8:59 pm - Couldn't find it again! More writing "Your time is near, bleed with remorse"
October 6, 2011
12:12 pm - I couldn't find my journal... Getting worse... this man, this thing.
5:34 pm - This. This is getting to outta hand, gotta get a therapist.
7:00 pm - Getting better... i feel..weird
October 7, 2011
1:45 am - Just had an out of body experience. I swear thought I saw something out of my closet.
9:20 am - Late for school, this getting too outta hand. I need a psychic.
3:45 pm - My friend's mom is a psychic. Maybe she can help out.
3:49 pm - Wha-where am I? This place...
4:50 pm - The man... he's here. I can tell... He wants to kill me.
6:05 pm - My time... it's here...
8:56 pm - I was in a trance... Jake's mom put me in one... I know who he is... I must find him before he finds me...
Gonna keep updating throughout October
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Jornel
Category:Ghoooosts
Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE
Category:Old Shit