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The builderman video

u heard of the creator of roblox builderman but he never comes on one day in 2013 a video of builderman was shown the video started with builderman sitting on a chair in roblox hq then i saw a black man named ... he shoot builderman then the video end ten the next day another video was shown of buildrman in a tourter room with the black man the black man got a knife and stabed him very hardley then the video ended another video was posted that was called HELP it started with builderman with no eyes his mouth was coverd in tape his hat was gone then the black man apperd and killed him with a axe then the video ended i was shocked i then had a messege from the black man saying play my game i was so scared that i was afraid to so i reported him
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Trollpasta
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Roblox
Category:One sentence
Category:Pointless Violence
The call

The young male picked up the phone. It was too early for someone to call him without it being urgent.
Hello? Whats going on? Who is this?
Not his best idea answering the phone at 3AM for an unknown number. In fact pretty stupid of him.
The voice on the other line spoke softly but there was a large overtone of malice.
That question will be answered. Just not now.
Now he was getting pissed off. They have the nerve to call him up at the hour no one should be awake and play the fucking cryptic riddle game?
Excuse me. Maybe you didn't understand me. Who is this?
The voice grew louder.
THAT WILL BE ANSWERED AT A LATER TIME!
He was shaking now.
Just tell me who this is. I won't do anything. Just tell me. WHO THE FUCK IS THIS!?
The voice won the shouting contest and tortured the males ears.
THAT WILL BE ANSWERED THIS SUNDAY NIGHT!
The male was on the verge of tears.
WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?
The voice boomed.
HIS NAME IS JOHN CENA
Category:Trollpasta
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Memes
Category:Shortpasta
The clam: Christmas clam

merry christmas said my mom. she gived me a gift and i was very excited to open it. i wondered what it was. was it a ant? or was it an game? either way i was exciteder then a excited guy. i shaked the gift but i heard a loud moan come from it... a scary moan... my heart sinked down to my knees. oh no i thought. could it be? was it a clam...? i wasnt certain. i looked at my mom but she was a skeleton...i said mom are you okay, but since she was a skull she couldnt say yes. i slowly opened the present without tearing the paper because i dont like ripping paper. i peeked in a hole and i saw it... a clam ...
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Holidays
Category:Skeletons
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
The cleveland show-a creepypasta

We have all heard of the show the cleveland show right? Well after this event i hesitate to watch this show every time it comes on tv. Heres the event... It was june 2012 it was 2:30 a.m woke up early to watch tv so i was looking through my guide to see if anything good was on. I kept looking through untill i saw the cleveland show it said "surprise episode". I read the description it said "the title card is death..." "DON'T WATCH". I jumped with fear and put every light on in my house. I calmed down and checked what time it was to come on it said 4:00 a.m. I thought this was weird while i waited i decided to go to the store buy some chips soda and candy bars. When i came home i looked at my clock it said 3:59 a.m. So i grab my remote turned on the channel and wait for the last commercial to end. The episode's title card said "The Death's in the family". Then the theme song played but this is were it gets creepy. The theme played but cleveland had no pulipus and blood was pourning down fast of his face and all of the other charcters were like this. The show opens into a cementery and donna and auntie mama were apparently shot. Then it cuts back to the house and cleveland is crying and says in a deep voice "i can't take it anymore i"ll put my kids and myself out of there misery". What the f**k is he doing?
He goes to lester's house cleveland's eyes and lester's eyes have no puipls and blood is again runing fast down both there faces. Cleveland asks lester for a shotgun with 10 shells lester says sure and hands him the shotgun already loaded. Cleveland says "kids come downstairs i need to talk to you " . All the kids at once says "yes father " Cleveland says i'm putting us all out of pur misery ok" The kids say "ok". Cleveland shoots them all then says "my turn i'll be with my kids and my wife soon". I cry because Cleveland was my favorite character. Then it says good night The cleveland show is over. I will never watch this show again.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Cliche Madness
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Old Shit
The closet in my room

My daughter said to me "Daddy, the closet in my room opened on its own..."
The only problem was, she doesn't have a closet in her room...
So naturally I did what any reasonable person would do and took her to a psychiatrist. 3 weeks of electroshock therapy later I don't hear any more about this closet nonsense.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
The creepy NOODLES.exe

So, once, here in the BOWL OF THE ENTERNAL BEDS OF CHEESE AND CRACKERS lay a bowl of noodles.
The noodles don't have pasta sauce. IT'S BLOOD. If you eat the noodles, you turn into the same bowl of noodles for the next person to eat you.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
Category:EVIL FOOD
The cursed COD Zombies

It was a dark and stormy night, and me and my friends where holed up in a Foxhole, hiding from the Demons that had invaded Earth 5 Days Earlier. Trent, the dumb ass of the group, pulled an XBOX ONE from nowhere and said, "hey, let's play deathing game on high volume." he yelled, in a stereotypical idiot voice. We started the game, Trent put the volume at 100%, which attracted a Demon, which murdered us and dragged us to hell, where we are forced to write shitty stories for Reddit.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
The cyan Teletubby

A tall cyan teletubbie stood over a corpse, holding a bloody knife. "Uour bead nuw" he said, he didn't know grammer because he ate a fully jug of acid. He had killed his parents and the other Tele tublys parents and that's why they don't have parents. he then turned around and jumped into da body in looking to rep out there heurt. 
"My parents where abusive, and now I am a killer" he said, monologuing to the damn corpse of a goddamn intern because the corrrpppeeesssee could totally understand him. 
He then went and burned down the forest. Then he met goddamn SLENDER MAN because why not and then got transformed into a stereotypical proxy of the slender man because there isn't teletubbie slenderman because he is on holiday. 
He went and killed freddy, Dipsy, and po. Then he blew up the town because he was high on applejack (it's a alcohol, I know you where thinking of something else). He then blew up Florida and met his friend, JEFF THE KILLER (don't worry Jeff is going to die) and then Jeff got crushed by a giant tree. 
He then killed everyone in New York with slenderman powers because he is a proxy and also he's a reverent proxy (you know the ones that share the name with that super rocket launcher zombie from doom). 
It is said he still is out there.
The end.
The cyan teletubbie said "and my super great slasher fanfic is done." Chewing on his cigar. Then he posted it and it got deleted instantly. He eyes opened in shock and he started to pull a steriotypical rant "goddamn it, READER, are you behind the hersery?", "I will, I will. wait why are you about to click the close tab button? NOOOO..."
The real end
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Beings
Category:English Class Failure
Category:PROOF DAT SLENDURMAN EXUSTS
Category:Jeff the Killer
Category:Shortpasta
The dark man in my room at 3am

VERY SCARY
have a story one night at 3am I played a game what I did was play call of duty zombies at 3am ther iwas me play zombies and all this surgeon the the dark man he ran towards me when I did that I ran out of the house and he was just falling me he just won,t stop I ran and ran. HE CALLED ME HE POPED at ME .I stoped Running .I given. He got in to my skine and token over me body.He given me his skin to me in the year 2011 i have bine hereing stuff.I tryed face timeing him and it worked it was 3am 3 years went by and it started to go a way.I looked at its face book and I asked it can. have my skine back it sayed yes it will take 4 years.4 years later I got my skine back I say think you
Category:Trollpasta
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Vidya games
Category:Shortpasta
The day I found a computer game in the dumpster and played it and it was scary

Today I was out for my morning walk. During my walk I came across the ghetto side of town. It usually isn't the best place to be since it was full of drug addicts and potheads. I came across a dumpster that had a case laying on top of it. It looked like a computer game of some sort so I took it home and went to my computer. I looked at the disk and it said "Mr. Mix" on it. Curious what the game was, I put it in my computer and started the game expecting something cool. Little did I realize that this game would haunt my nightmares.
The game booted up and it showed a crappy ms paint drawing of some fatass chef cooking something. The title said, " Welcome to Mr. Mix!" I didn't really care how the game looked and I just wanted to see if it worked. I clicked start and began playing. So the game was a typing game that required the player to type a certain amount of word per level. The first level was easy since I only had to type 10 words, but what the weird thing was the background music. It sounded like a low growl that got louder as the level progressed and it got so loud that I was disturbed and had to turn down my volume. The second level was the same as the first except there was no sound whatsoever. The third and fourth level were hard because I had to type 85 words in 1 minute. The background music was a low quality hair dryer as well, was I cooking in a hair salon? Probably not. 
The fifth level had a very loud ringing noise that nearly made me lose my shit. Other than that the level was impossible since I had to type 500.5 words. Thanks to my hacking skills, I bypassed the level and went on to the final level. The level was like a seizure, a bunch of shit was flashing on the screen and the audio was distorted. Then the computer violently crashed and a whole bunch of pictures flashed on the screen. I took the game out of the computer and went to sleep. I had a nightmare where that chef was chasing me. He trapped me in a corner but he got punched from behind by Liam Neeson. He told me to destroy the game and never play it again. I woke up, picked up the disk and went to the bathroom. I broke, took a shit and flushed the disk down the toilet hoping to never see it again.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:LONG ASS TITLE
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Excessive Profanity
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
The day I got my pickle tickled by Gary Bartholomew "Sea Pickle" Penis

It was Tuesday the 24th of Feburaury, I had just finished my homework on how to talk to women (I gotted an F-), when my nephew came to my house and gave me a copy of Minecraft for my birthday. Unfortunalty, I had to get splinky pinkt on him beacuase I owned java and I didn't want to play any of the betarock shnizzle. After my mom spanked me for being mean to my brother/nephew like that I snorted the game disc becuase I am to poor to afford a VR headseat. After the brain-swelling stopped I was subjected to horrorrrs above my highest imagintaion. Obama was there, but it was an evil version of abamna who doesnt like to bomb civilain feild hospital. He told me the anceint secrets of the world before turning into a snake and returning to the garden of eden. Then i read an wikipedia article on allegations against Sir Jimmy Savile and his crimes. This made me smash my desk with happiness knowing that he is now dead. The doritos i had kept in my belly button were getting stale so I decided to go to the hit burger-king parody, MacDonald's. McDonald's Corporation (colloquially known as Mickey D's) is an American multinational fast food chain, founded in 1940 as a restaurant operated by Richard and Maurice McDonald, in San Bernardino, California, United States. Sadly, my pet cockroach died, so i had to attend his funeral procession before I could journey to maccie's. After I ate his ashes (his name was Korbanzo) I got into my Tesla Model X Explosive Battery Addition (Original Version) and filled it with gas. Then I drove for aproxmatley 26 miles before I got stopped by the rozzers and had to show my license. After I shot him I went into the public restroom for a relaxing poo. After I left I got some doodoo on my shoeshoe and had to get my black AirForces shined. But I didint not make it there as there was a striking and certainly unpredictable twist of the plot that I had not foreseen. To my horror Stimpy from ren and stimpy was there and he sliced my shins with his 3-wheel V-scooter and I peed in pain. It really hurt so I kissed it better. After his coke addiction made him shed this mortal coil I went to the nearest MacDonals. i then met the famous rival to ronald madonol, Mr. McKebab. 
He recogniosed me due to being n infamous wanted fugitive in Bageltown due to my crimes against savoury foods and flavours. He suumoned his left hand man Gary Bartholomew Penis. Gary Bartholomew Penis started to demonically suck my dick. I came in fear and I started to vomit as my hyper-realistic semen dripped all over my screen. I was not about to let this slode. I immedialty countered by suffering of a cerebral hemorrhoids and shitting out my pancreas.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Well, that was pointless.
The day I met Slanderman

Technically, this should be called the night I met slanderman, but what ever.
So, I was walking through the dangerous, pitch black forest late at night, like a normal person, when I saw a note on a tree, it was a crude drawing of more trees, I decided to take the drawing because why not? 
So I continued on my way and it sounded like I was being followed, see? It's totally normal to be out in the dark and dangerous forest at night! Anyway, I didn't get worried about it and just pushed onwards and found more drawings, and like the normal person I am, I picked each one up and kept it, never mind the fact that there could be a serial killer in this forest and I could possibly be making them angry.
The sound of loud footsteps behind me had gotten extremely close, I decided to turn around and I came face to face, well sort of face to face, with a man at least 12 feet tall and faceless. What the fuck?
He spoke with a loud and intimidating voice "GIVE ME MY DRAWINGS BACK YOU TWIT"
"Fuck this!" I booked out of the forest quicker than I thought I could, but the story doesn't end here.
I could have sworn I heard the intimidating voice say "I'm gonna ruin your life for that." as I left the forest.
Apparently, he spread around a rumour that I fuck goats, and to this day I cannot go outside of my house without getting insulted.
Goddamn you, slanderman!
Category:Trollpasta
Category:PROOF DAT SLENDURMAN EXUSTS
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Stupid is as the main character does
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta
The day of all the bleeding

It was a unique case. No one had ever seen anything like it before or since. It turned me into a monster, I terrified everyone who saw me, myself above them all.
It started half a year ago, it must have been now. I was doing all the normal things normal people did. I look back longingly at those days. Anyway, I was documenting whatever i used to document, like the normal office worker I was, until I got a paper cut. A little, Mumnoying cut. It bled like hell. But nothing a plaster couldn't solve. Boy was i was wrong. Minutes later, I felt blood drop onto my leg. The cut had widened, like a crack in the earth caused by an earthquake, stretching past either side of my plaster. And there on the finger next to it, another cut! 
I couldn't do nothing about this, so I abandoned my work. My mistake was putting my work away. the five minutes it took was apparently enough for the cuts to widen into a gaping wound, and five more to form. But the blood stopped. I sighed with relief. But it was unusual enough to visit the doctor about. I opened the door and walked out. I lived in a big city, so the road was pretty crowded. It was a nice day, so I decided to walk.
I was halfway to the doctor, when blood started coming out of me again. People screamed as I passed, and ran. Didn't they realize I needed to be helped? That I was more scared then any of them?
I finally reached the doctor, still bleeding. By this point i should have bled to death, but I couldn't really think about it at the time. The doctors was at the top floor, so I entered a lift. But believe it or not, there was so much blood it filled up an elevator. The doctors were obviously astounded at me (by that point, a red, bloody blob), but told me to sit in the waiting room. But obviously that couldn't go unhitched. People slipped in my blood, I saw disgust all over their faces.
The doctor spent a while checking me over (quite a feat, blood crusted as I was) and told me to take a swim in the salty ocean.
So I took a trip to the sea. I bathed in the ocean, ignoring the screams yelled my way. Until I realized it wasn't me being screamed at. My blood was luring some hungry, hungry sharks. They were crazy, and bit everyone.
The doctors tried everything, even crazy things like getting vampires to chase me, fake of course. Until they were out of ideas. They locked me up, changing my cell every often, as it kept filling with blood. But the solution came less than 2 months later. 
The doctor that tried to treat me burst into my cell. He told me I was going to be sent to space, where I could bleed as much as I wanted to. Not that I wanted to, though.
It seemed like a pretty extreme solution, but at that point, I was in no place to say no.
So I'm stuck here, forever, eternally bleeding.
AND THE SCARRIEST PART IS THAT I AM YOU OR I AM A LADY IF YOU ARE A LADY AND YOU ARE TALKING TO YOURSELF.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Beings
Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
The day spongeboob splooged in suqidawardes noose

it was a bright sunny day and i wanedt to wetch a spengboob dvd so i went up to ZE ATTIC and found an old spengeboob dvd called spengeboobs
suprise for squirdeward. i was intruiged and put it into my gaystation 6 and waited for it to load
when it did the loaded it started off with spongebob looking into the camera saying "time to bust a fat nut into squidwards nose"
i was the wireded outted by this but something otherworldly kept me from turning the gaystation off
after this it cut to squidwards house where squidward is cleaning his toilet and he says "spongebob is so stupid i wish he would go away"
but as soon as he said that spengobbbobb appearedred and said " hellow squidyward time to splooge in your noose"
squidward terrified tried to run but spongebob turned into nickado avacado and bloceeekd his peth
spongebob then said time for smex squidward. this is the part that scarred mee for life
spoingybob then inserted his pickle in squidwards nosed and splooged in it killing suifdqward via cumm overdose
after this spongebob turned to the screan and sed "yourr next"
i then destroyed all my valuables and my mum beat my ass for doing so
but that very same night i saw spongebob in the corrnerr of my ram and he said "time for splooging bhahahahahahahah"
then my vision went dark and i felt a pickle enter my nose.......
Category:Trollpasta
Category:SpongeBob
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
Category:YOU'RE NEXT
Category:English Class Failure
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
The dead jammer-creepypasta

Once there was a jammer. Nobody knew about the jammer. It was black with "x" eyes that were black too. He would go to Jamaa township and say, "Please come to my den," but nobody came. After an hour the dead jammer left for the day.
== WARNING: THIS STORY IS NOT FOR KIDS UNDER 11 AND UP ==
I got on AJ ready to read the news. In 10 days there was going to be an update.
As I ran around Jamma, a black jammer came. He or she said, "Please come to my den."
"Come to your den for what?" I asked the jammer. It did not say anything but, "Please come to my den."
"Don't go to that jammer's den," said Rose, my buddy.
"Why?" I asked.
"Bad stuff will happen," said Rose.
"I'm just going to see the jammer's den," I said.
"NO!" said Rose.
"How can it be bad?" I asked.
"Fine. Then go," Rose said. And I went.
Ummm... the jammer's den was a graveyard. The jammer came. 
"Bye," the jammer said.
What the...? Then out of the black multiple of the same jammer came but they had knives and they began to run at me "Ahhhhhhhhh!" Then the jammer appeared right in front of me and stabbed me with a knife. 
Ummm... huh... I was in a grave. "Help! Help!" I kicked the grave as hard as I could. Dirt fell like crazy. I flung my body like crazy and I was out. I looked out and there were dead animals in front of every grave. As I got up, I saw the black jammer. I walked toward him. I looked at him very closely. HE WAS NOT BREATHING! Was the jammer dead and did he want someone else to know how it feels? I saw a fence and climbed over it. Before I started to run, I noticed that the dead jammers were from Jamaa. So, others did come and they died. I ran to Jamma. I told everyone about it, and the jammer was never seen again.
Never trust a black jammer with x eyes.
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Crappy ms paint drawings
Category:SUPR SKAREY IMAG
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Vidya games
Category:Read by HoodoHoodlum
Category:Shortpasta
The demons are whispering to me again

They are telling me to do bad things. They stare at me with silver eyes in the dark shadows of my room, then they apply pressure to my knee caps, causing them to slide around in agony, while my protesting body does nothing to stop the muscle aches from slowing down. My loose knee caps wobble down like pancake batter at a 47 degree angle, and my body feels like posing manequine. I am powerless to do anything about it. There is a low frequency vibrational hum, and powerfully pistons seem to be spiking through my thigh, and my skull is nailed to the wall behind me.
The demons say I need to burn something. It will start out small, they say, like a fingernail. Then, they will need more, so I will start collecting my hairs thought my hovel. Concerned voices in my head tell me to burn sheep skin, first, but I deny them. Impudent bastards. What do they know about comedy, anyway. No, I must search my home, with a pair of reading glasses to help myself find lost hairs, at first, because mine already all burned off in the twin towers, because I could not stop counting grains of sand, and now I must find more to burn for the demons, because demons love the way burning flesh and blood smells. So I must search my home for more of them to burn, to reclaim my goals. Then, I'll pull out a magnifying glass in search, but then I'll get distracted by a speck on the floorboards, then I'll go out and steal an electron microscope, and devise a plot to really get back at daddy, because mommy is my daughter.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta