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Drips

It was a Saturday night and as per usual, my parents were out. They went out every Saturday night, which left me alone with my sister, Megan, and my dog, Dog.
I looked at the clock, realizing it was about 7:50 and, as my stomach reminded me, I hadn't eaten today.
"Megan! What's for dinner?!" I called down the hallway.
I hear her footsteps walking up the stairs and before long she was at my door.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"Hmm...Chinese please!" I said excitedly.
"Okay, I'll be back in about ten minutes with the food. Just make sure you feed Dog while I'm out," she replies as she walks down the stairs, picks up the keys to the car, and leaves.
When I think about it, I never did hear the car start. With nothing to do except wait, I fell asleep easily.
I awoke to the sound of a tap dripping noisily, and my stomach grumbling. I had been asleep for three hours at least, and Megan wasn't home yet. My train of thought was lost to the dripping sound, as it became louder and more frequent. Drip, drip, drip.
I tried to fall asleep again, but the tap was getting louder and louder. Drip, drip, drip, drip.
I walked to the bathroom to turn off the tap making all the noise, to find all the taps were off and the sink was dry, but I could still hear it, and now that I think about it, the sound was coming from somewhere downstairs.
Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip.
I walked slowly down the stairs, and the noise got louder as I did so. I followed my ears, and to this day I regret that I ever heard anything. That I ever heard that noise. That I ever even lived in that house. As I walked into the lounge room, I found my sister, mother and father all hanging from the ceiling by ropes made of, now that I think about it, a material the exact color of Dog's fur.
All I could do was scream as the thick, deep red blood dripped from the torn apart bodies, one of my sister's legs just hanging on by string of grey, decaying skin. Then the smell hits me. The smell of rotting flesh crawls all over my body, clinging to me like a diving suit, making me wonder just how long they had been hanging there.
That's when the memory starts to get hazy. I remember my family's lifeless bodies and their eyeless sockets, the blood dripping from the deep knife wounds that scaled up and down their torsos. That's when I was greeted by, I still don't know what it was.
It had exactly the same bloody, ripped up features as my family, except that when it saw me, it smiled such a cruel, menacing smile that I knew immediately who was behind my parents' murder. And it didn't speak to me as such, it spoke to my mind, saying:
"I just want to make them like me. I want to make them all like me."
I remember it as clearly as that every time, like it was just yesterday. I ran from the beast, and I've never stopped, never looked back.
Just remember, if you ever hear a dripping noise, get out. Even if your family's in the house, don't go and get them, they're most likely dead already. In fact, that's probably them dripping right now.
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Driving at Midnight

Once there was a bus driver, who was on a night shift. It was around midnight when the following story took place. There was only one passenger left, and the bus was utterly silent. The passenger was a woman with long hair, wearing a red shirt and sitting in the third row.
The driver had already passed by most of the stops, and yet the woman still had not left the bus. The driver wondered where the woman could possibly be going.
It was very late for a woman to be out by herself, and they weren't in the friendliest part of town. The night began changing his thoughts, and he started to fear this mysterious woman. For all he knew, she might be some sinister apparition, a vicious ghost come to haunt him even. "What am I thinking? Ghosts don't exist." he thought to himself, smiling and shaking his head at the silliness of the idea. Just then, he glanced in the rear-view mirror and realized that the woman was gone.
He stopped the bus immediately in shock, and looked back. The woman was still in her seat. She looked at him and gave a little smile, perfectly nonchalant. The driver looked toward the front again, and exhaled slowly. He took a moment to pause, convincing himself that it must be his imagination.
It had been a long day, after all. Not long after, he checked his mirror again, and once again the her reflection was missing. He did a double take, sure that he had mistaken. But no, she was really gone. He pounded on the brakes and looked behind him. What he saw made him break into a cold sweat.
There, right in her seat, was the woman. With the horrifying new addition of a battered and bloodied head, and red eyes. The driver was so terrified that he was unable to say a word, heart skipping several beats. The woman suddenly said to him,
"Why did you keep on stopping the bus like that whenever I wanted to tie my shoelaces? Now because of you, I banged my head against the chair and I hit my head so badly that there's blood!"
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Drowning

Ever get that feeling when you can't breathe and it feels like something is stuck in your throat? Your chest gets tight, you lose focus, you get fatigued? Like you're drowning? Water isn't something to fool around with... it's a demon itself. Wouldn't you think such an element that can't make physical contact could kill a person? Something we drink in everyday life and kill us... isn't that something? Hell might not only be an inferno... it might be a pool of sorrow and suicide that you can't escape from... and it will take you up and drown you. 
Water can get up to 212 degrees which is hot as hell if I say so myself. Hell might be over thousands of degrees but water can easily get there if we let Satan take more control over our bodies and negativity. Also, we can get kidney problems from drinking water. Something 'healthy' can hurt us. It's happened to you too right? Interesting. Don't drink any more water; keep it away from you at all cost or you'll end up drowning as I did. 
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Dry paint

It was a cold and damp night, I was strolling down the road in my neighborhood. I then noticed how silent it had gotten, a shiver racked down my spinal cord. My eyes were nervously darting around until I saw something... they rested on a hollow black silhouette three feet away...
IT WAS COMING TOWARD ME
IT WAS LICKING BLOOD OUT OFF ITS EYES AND WAS SLINGING A DANGEROUS HOOKER OH GOD THE HASH BROWNS THE HASH OH GOD
HE SCREECHED A CHINESE SONG SO BEAUTIFUL OH NO OH GOD NO HE SWISHED HIS FAIRY DUST THE SOUND OF THE HYPER DEVIL FLICKED IN MY SAUCE "HELP ME SOMEPONY!!" I WAS A TREE OH HELP SOMEONE I CAN FEEL MY HANDS FLIPPING HIM OFF
HE FINALLY REACHED ME BECAUSE I DIDN'T BOTHER TO RUN
I SCREAMED SO LOUD THAT THE SCHOOL BUSES FLEW AWAY OH HELP GOD
HE STUCK HIS HANDS INTO MY PANTS AND KILLED ME - I blacked out because I was dead
Before I blacked out though... the light at the end of the tunnel...
The light...
It was HYPER-REALISTIC...
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Ducktales: Cursed Treasure

Glitch hunting. I'll NEVER do it again until the day I die. I was just bored one day on a rainy Friday at 11:00 AM when I decided to play some DuckTales on the NES. I do remember seeing DuckTales glitch videos by Mike Matei so that kind of inspired me to start playing. I did pretty much all the glitches he mentioned but... there was this one glitch I will never forget. Great, now the bad memories are FLOODING back.
==How to do it and what happens==
Okay, here is how you do it, You fight Dracula Duck 3 times. Beat him when the time strikes 2 the first time, 5 the second time, and 6 the third time. Die the first two times but get the treasure on the third one. After that, the background should turn black, the timer will disappear, then Scrooge will start moonwalking. While all of this was happening, I started to hear a little ghost girl slowly say the numbers 2... 5.... 6... Yes, 256, the number of incoming doom. After that, I was shown a horrifying flurry of split-second frames of mangled, ripped apart corpses of all the bosses I have killed while hearing what sounded like Daisy Duck screaming in reverse. After THAT hell of a sequence was over, Scrooge just slowly started to decompose while some quiet, unsettling whispers were playing. All I know is that I thought I heard that same ghost girl say "Satan, look at me now". By the time Scrooge was nothing but a pile of rotting, pixelated meat, it just left the game with that image for 2.5 seconds before cutting to a "Game Over" screen with a bunch of demonic laughing playing at full blast.
==The Aftermath==
I was just sitting there, in a fetal position, crying. Just sobbing so hard that my tear ducts felt like they were going to bleed. After 6 secons of this, I finally gained the courage to take the game out and burn it while choking on my own tears. 2 months have passed since this occurred and I am disturbed, easily frightened, depressed, anxious, and having severe insomnia. I went and talked to a therapist but all he gave me were some little perscription pills that don't do anything. Nothing works now, I am scared, Help me.
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Ducktalia: Hell Powers

I was surfing the internet for a bootleg copy of Hetalia (because people do that) when I came across an item for sale on fBay (not eBay). It was called Hetalia: Axis Powers Episode 23.5 I mean, 23.6. It arrived in the mail within 2 seconds of me ordering it, which was odd seeing as I don't have a computer. The case looked totally normal, except for the fact that Germany had boobs. I thought it was just a glitch, and put it into my toaster. Instead of bringing up a menu, it just played the episode. Instead of Hetalia, the opening said Ducktalia: Hell Powers. The episode started off with Germany chewing on Japan's ear, and informing him of the horrible ways he was going to rape him. Japan didn't seem to care. This was totally normal for Hetalia, but things started to get weird as Italy came into the room. Instead of his normal face, he had a bill (not like at a restaurant, like the one on a duck). He said quack, and the battle began. Suddenly, it turned into a videogame, and a SNES controller flew into my hand. The game was like Final Fantasy, but lame. I won in two minutes. I played as duck Italy, and grew guns on my feet. Italy breakdanced just like Bayonetta, and shot bullets at them. Germany bleeded out of his butt, and he died. Japan got lazer eyes, and tried to shoot off his duck bill. It didn't work. Italy killed him by using the super suicide knife. The game was over. Then, Italy turned towards the screen and quacked menacingly. Blood came out of his mouth (I mean duck bill), and it turned into a whirlpool that sucked me up. I was in the game! Italy shot at me, and I barely dodged the bullet. I jumped over him, and threw him into the wall. His duckbill broke, and he was nice again. I lived with him forever then. The end.
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Dude, Where's My Car?

One day I was at my college campus after a long tiring day.  I went to our parking garage to my green 2004 Honda Civic.  I was tired and exhausted and eager to get home.
Only my car wasn't where I remembered parking it.  I was all the way on the top level of the garage and I was mighty irritated that I would have to go looking for it again.  Come to think of it, this had been happening to me a lot lately.
And it continued to happen to me for the next few weeks.  Each day my car was parked in a different place than where I remembered parking it.  I even called the police a couple times to report it stolen.  One day I would park it in the main parking lot but then when I went to drive home in the afternoon I found it in the midlevel of parking garage A.  Pretty soon I was starting to get creeped out.  Sometimes i even thought I saw it driving around before finding it someplace.
And it wasn't just at school.  My car kept teleporting everytime I went to the grocery store or any other place.  Sometimes it even moved to a different part of the subdivision when I parked it to visit a friend.
One day I had to run an errand up at the college late in the evening.  I was one of only like five cars there.  When I got done with the meeting sure enough all the other cars were gone and mine was nowhere to be found.  so I searched the dark and creepy parking garage.  then out of nowhere a green honda civic appeared without headlights and nearly ran me over.  It disappeared again for a while before I discovered it right where i ahd originally parked it.
And then, out of nowhere, it just stopped.  I mean it stopped happening.  The car stopped teleporting and playing tricks on me and everything was normal.  But I still sold the vehicle for scrap.  To this day sometimes late at night when I'm trying to fall asleep I think I can hear it slowly driving around the block.
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Duke Nukem.exe

One night. I was walking In a strange dark alley, untill I found this strange old man with a long beard, holding a disc that said "Duke Nukem.exe" "Oh Man! I love Duke Nukem!" I said, I asked the old man for It. And he said "This disc Is dangerous, young one. Do you think this Is a wise choice?" he said, I was cerious and all. So he gived me the disc for free. I was walking back home, untill I saw some strange glowing eyes that looked suspious. But I Ignored It and continued on. I went Into my house, for some reason the door was unlocked. I expected It to be just an accident and such. I Ignored It, and continued walking upstairs with the game. I sat the disc on the table and pulled out my computer chair. "Can't wait for some pure nostalgia. Good ol' Duke".
I put In the disc In my laptop, and the game just started. No Installnation, no nothing really. The game started with the title screen, the nostalgic theme of Duke Nukem 3D plays as the Duke3D title screen showed. For some reason... Something was off. Duke looked... Demonic. I just shrugged It off as a joke. "What could possibly go wrong?", I said. The game started, and for some reason It was all... Hyper-Realistic. The screen started flashing red and white, and I noticed Duke was somewhat spitting in a woman's asshole. I couldn't see why not. The girls love Duke Nukem and crap. Why would they NOT like It? I yet again, shrugged It off. And then this Is where stuff gets real... A screen showed with Duke's eyes completely darken and his pupils were just red dots. His teeth were gritty and rotten, as I could see flesh on them. I played through all of It. Nothing but scat, murder, and satanic Images. I had to stop right there, I got off my computer chair, and lied down. The dreams... They were horrifying. Totally fucked up, In the most horrifying ways. I woke up, covered In sweat. Untill... Right on the foot of my bed... Duke Nukem was there... And he told me the most gruesomest thing I ever heard In my life...
"Your moving with your auntie and uncle In Bel-Air."
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Dumped (Alternate Episode)

I'm sure everyone has heard of the episode Dumped. It's one of those Spongebob episodes where Patrick was very, very unlikable. And the story I'm about to tell is not going to be cheery nor happy. No, this isn't the bootleg tape that was found, this is an alternate version of the original episode. This all started 4 years ago when I found a tape in my mailbox that I didn't order. I was confused, and I didn't even have a VHS Player. So I decided to try and buy a VHS Player on Ebay, but I had no luck. I tried for weeks and weeks, but all to no avail. But after a while, I finally found one, and one that was in my price range too! So after a few days, I finally had a VHS Player to play the tape. I decided to see what the name of the tape was, and it had a piece of tape attached to it that said, "Dumped (Alternate Ending)". At the time, I thought that there was only the original episode, and the bootleg tape. But now we know that there's three of them in circulation. So the episode started as normal, normal intro, normal title card, normal everything for a while. Well, all until the part where the wood heart Spongebob built broke. Patrick made fun of Spongebob continuously for almost a minute. Then, Spongebob started to cry uncontrollably for the next 5 minutes. It kept occasionally flickering between Spongebob crying and Patrick mocking him. After that, what Spongebob did next truly horrified me. Spongebob ran to his kitchen to grab a Butcher Knife! At first, Patrick thought nothing of it, but then Spongebob started to approach him slowly, and Patrick realized what Spongebob was gonna do to him! Patrick continuously said, "I'm sorry Spongebob, I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry!" while weeping loudly. Spongebob cut Patrick off after saying that FIVE TIMES! When Spongebob cut Patrick off, he said, "It's too late to apologize now, Patrick! I'm going to MURDER YOU!". Patrick desperately tried to get Spongebob to reconsider what he was doing, but to no avail. Spongebob then swung the Knife at Patrick's head, decapitating him. Spongebob then proceded to rip his brain out. Then, the episode ended abruptly. I was utterly confused by what I had just seen, and I had so many questions in my head. Who made that version of Dumped? Who animated that scene at the end? I guess we'll never know. If you find a random VHS tape in your mailbox, I don't recommend watching it. If you do, then be my guest. I just don't recommend it.
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Duskull Chamber

A few years ago there was a little brat next door to me. We were seven at the time. When we were going to school she would tease me and call me names. One day she pushed me over the edge after she called me a loser, and stole all my friends by spreading rumors about me. While we were walking home on the same road she said, "How does it feel to be such a loser."
That for me was the last straw, so I said "You know I hope a Duskull takes you away."
"Back at ya," she said in an annoying voice.
Later that night...
I could not go to sleep, so I stared at the wall of my room. I heard scratching noses, but I ignored them. Then the scratching noises were getting louder and louder. At one point they got so loud I thought my ears would start bleeding. Then out of nowhere I saw a Duskull. It looks around my room and saw me. I just stared at it hoping it would not take me away. "You are Lucy, yes."
I nodded slowly.
"You have been a good girl, so your wish will come true." "
What wish?" I asked in a surprised tone.
"The wish you made for me to take away Mindy."
Before I could say I did not mean it the Duskull vanished. I went to Mindy's house to warn her, but when I got there I heard sobs and cries of pain. I heard the Duskull laughing. I also saw the Duskull stabbing her with a needle. I knew Mindy was terrified of needles and cried every time she saw one. The last thing I saw was the Duskull carrying Mindy in its arms and singing.
"You are going into my chamber tonight child."
"You will go into the chamber tonight child."
"Hahahaha, and the funny thing is you are never coming out."
Today I type this up so you will never wish anything that I wished those many years ago, and so you will be good and not end up like Mindy. There is a third reason, the Duskull said that since I wished harm on another human I am bad, but we made a deal. The deal was that if I type this up he will not take me. Now what does this have do with you? Well, you see the moment after you read this Duskull will know. He knows if you are good or bad. If you are a bad person, good luck.
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Dwight Fairfield is Real

"has anyone ever had this happen to them? One night I was playing dead by daylight, also known as dbd for short. A game where you can play as one of four survivors trying to escape a killer or play as the killer trying to catch the survivors and kill them before they escape. Well I was playing the killer and everything was going well, I was catching a few survivors and all but two had died..then something happened. I go to attack one of the two remaining survivors, specifically Dwight, and then my screen freezes up for a minute. Then when it unfreezes Dwight is in front of me looking back with an evil smile, hyper realistic blood is pouring from his eyes as it looks at me. I was terrified. In a game where I'm supposed to be the killer the survivor was freaking me out. I thought it had to be a glitch, or maybe the survivor was hacking idk what happened. But then the Dwight disappeared. I heard the sound that all generators had been completed and I snapped back into reality, thinking what ever just happened had to have been just my imagination. I was pretty tired and sleep deprived and it was late at night. I was already playing a pretty scary game so maybe that put me on edge. But then when I was rushing to the exit gate in order to stop the survivors I saw the same Dwight that had freaked me out before. I saw him running out the exit gate but just before he was out of reach he stopped and twerked at me and made a hyper realistic scream that made my ears bleed hyper realistic blood. I should have stopped right then but I kept chasing before the survivor ran out the gate. Then all of a sudden there was a knock on my door at 2 am. I looked out the window and Dwight Fairfield was standing there outside my door with the same evil smile. And so much blood. I shit my pants then I woke up and realized it was all a dream. A hyper realistic dream."
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Dyatlov Pass Shrek Incident

Now we all know the loving family friendly character, Shrek, but the things you don't know are the things that will disturb and shock you to the point of suicide.
Shrek the Ogre and his companion Donkey are not as family friendly as it may seem, these are diary entries from my grandfather, Igor Alexseievna Dyatlov, as he records his findings on the sudden occurances that happened at the Dyatlov Pass incident.
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After reading through my Grandfathers diary entries of the Incident, I hope you realise that Shrek is not some fairy tail character but a threat to mankind.
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