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The Night Of The Living Pasta

My name is not important, what is important is the story i'm going to tell you, the story of how i survived THE PASTAPOCALYPSE.
Chapter 1: The Night Of the Living Pasta
It was a nice Halloween evening and i decided to throw an anime marathon with my friend,#NOHOMO.When my friend finally arrived at my house, we decided to order some pasta from that new italian restaurant that has opened recently.When the pasta was finally delivered,we became really concerned about the looks of that pasta, it looked really creepy. The noodles were bright red,and there was no sauce, instead of it,there were hyper-realistic eyes on the top ,they looked even more real than real life,(or maybe i just watch too much anime).My friend said:"Well,they totally nailed the scary Halloween food part".I agreed.Then suddenly,someone called my friend on the phone and he went to the living room to answer it.While he was talking,the eyes on the top of the pasta turned to my direction and began staring at me.I metaphorically shit my pants,and decide to not tell my friend about the eyes,because firstly:he won't believe me,and secondly:he would die anyways.When he came back,i said that i feel kinda sick and that i won't eat that pasta.He ate it all by himself and said that the eyes tasted like blood."No shit Sherlock"-i thought to myself and we began our marathon.After about an hour of watching anime,my friend told me that he needed to shit real badly and rushed to the bathroom.While he was shitting his brains out,i paused the anime,whipped out my tablet, and began watching fail compilations on youtube.After about another hour i decided to check if he is still alive there. The bathroom door was obviously locked,but luckily,almost all of the locks in my house were electronic. I opened the lock with the remote. What i have seen there left a deep scar in my memory(well it did for a week or so,and then i almost forgot about it).The corpse of my friend...you know,i'll call him Eric from this moment because i'm tired of saying "my friend" every time.The corpse of Ericwas sitting on the toilet bowl. His eyes were dissolved,his jaw was broken and twisted,his skin became pale, and his fingernails grew into the sharp claws.Then, i noticed something moving in his eyesockets and mouth,which were covered in some red substance.I walked closer to him to see what i was.It wasn't blood or anything,hell,it wasn't even something hyper-realistic,it was tomato sauce,and there were some strange worms that looked like noodles crawling in it.I metaphorically shit myself again,ran out of the bathroom,closed the door,reached for my katana,and prepared for the most awkward situation in my life.
End of chapter 1
P.S.:nice cliffhanger,huh? 
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Category:EVIL FOOD
Category:Beings
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE
The Night Snata Killed Me

I was in bed, sleeping as I always did, and I heard my window creep open. I didn't look to see what was causing the noise, just kept trying to fall asleep and get it off of my mind. Mind you, it was the night of Christmas. After about 15 minutes of trying to fall asleep, I heard footsteps on my wood floor. It creaked and thumped. The noise again stopped for around 10 minutes, and then I heard shuffling in my bed. The voice spoke to me, "Hello, (insert name here). Nice to see you, once again." I turned around and saw Satna in my bed with me, he had a candy cane themed knife in his hand. He had hyper-realistic blood all over him, and had empty bloody eyes. "It's time to have a merry Christmas, (insert name here). Say goodbye to this world." I said "Goodbye, world." and just stared at Satan while he thrusted me with his candy knife, and I drifted into sleep, finally. I then woke up in Saatn's workshop, and was an elf. I then realized, he transformed me into his little helper.
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Category:Holidays
Category:Wall of Text
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
The Night Terror

"You can't fall asleep" I thought to myself, As I posted a new thread on the ROBLOX forums. It was a dark windy winter night, And I was shivering a bit from the cold, My eyes were burning every second longer I spent awake. It was 1:04 AM when I noticed my peripheral vision was getting smaller and smaller, I was REALLY sleepy. I think about looking for my old creepypasta file in my computer.
Just as I think that, I click on a thread called "Arizona (CreepyPasta)".
I click it, Thinking it may serve as an aid in my staying awake, So I read a overly detailed story about two idiots who are scared of a shadow, And I think 'Wow, I could write a better one than that.". Now, On to my creepypasta file.
"Lost it!" I think to myself as I search every inch of my computer for my file, So, I go into my backup folder to look for it, Because I know it is definately there. As I navigate my way to my backup folder, My peripheral vision has become so small, I can barely make out the edges of the computer.
The creepypasta file was hidden in my music files, I have no idea how it got there but I put it back into my documents. As I look at the file, I notice an extra symbol in the name, It looks like a cross, But it's upside down, I dismiss it as a glitch and continue into the folder, Where I see all my familar creepypasta files, But I see one I haven't seen before, And I can barely make out the name as my vision blurs.
'Game' the name reads, I click it, And it brings up a install exe for some random game, Deciding I must have downloaded it for a reason, I allow it to install. As I click play at the main menu, I start to hear strange noises in my speakers, Random screams of pain and agony, Along with the sound of flesh being cut. A sharp pain becomes noticable in my back, I feel a rush of liquid squirt out, I scream in terror, And as my vision blurs, I look straight forward to see text 'Main Menu' But it's backwards, And I can see into my living room, As if through a window.
Oh yes, Read the first word of each paragraph.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Roblox
Category:English Class Failure
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Memes
Category:Old Shit
The Night You Stole My Heart

I sat in front of my computer, its light dimly illuminating my small apartment. I was surfing random sites to quell my boredom, when a *ping* noise rang through the speakers, indicating a new message. I opened the email without looking to see who the sender was, curious as to whom would be awake sending emails at this hour.
The message was all in binary code. It read:
Wondering what this odd message could mean, I looked up a binary to text converter and pasted the coded message into the box and hit "to text." When I saw what the message said, I jumped back, almost knocking my seat over backwards. My heart began to pound, and I cautiously looked back to the message to see that the sender was none other than my dead husband. I recognized the poetry style, now that I think of it. My eyes darted back and forth throughout the room, as if I were expecting him to be standing there, watching me. My mind raced back to the night he died, without my mind even consciously realizing it.
It was three months and three days earlier. Micah and I had been having issues in our marriage for quite some time, so we had gone on a date to try to patch things up. What he didn't know was that the root of the issues was my love for another man, Andrew. I had been planning on leaving Micah for him for a while, and tonight, ironic as it may seem, was the night I planned on breaking the news. At the table, Micah recited a poem to me, the same one from the email. This made it difficult for me to confess, so on the way home, I suggested that we stop in the forest to "spice things up" in a long abandoned tree-house. As Micah started to unbutton my shirt, and I his, I had taken my beautiful silver dagger from my purse, pretending to get a condom.
I smiled as I thoughtlessly and effortlessly plunged the dagger into my husband's chest, cutting his heart out. "How's this for stealing your heart, dear?" I chuckled. Micah's bloody corpse fell to the ground with a thud, and I climbed down, the heart carefully nestled in my hands, to join the lifeless corpse of my husband.
I dug the toe of my shoe into the forest floor, making a hole just large enough for the heart, burying it with unnecessary care as I smiled to myself, thinking of the deed I had committed. My work was done.
As I stared at my computer monitor in horror, I felt the chilly air wrap around me, sounding as if Micah's poem was being carried in the air. The memories of that night still haunt me, but the thing that disturbs me the most is my cold lack of remorse.
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The Night of Halloween

It was the night of halloween, Sarra had just moved it to a mansion with her family. She got this strange feeling, a feeling that began to worry her...She got a vision, a strange vision, a vision that was like she was possessed. She wasnt in pain or anything... She was worried because when she went to her room to unpack, she heard a screeching noise, nobody was there. She went downstairs. Nobody was there. She was scared... It was 6:00p.m. She got dressed for Halloween. *SCREECH* She gasped. She yelled, "HELP! IM HAUNTED." She went outside hoping to find someone, she found someone, someone to know about her house. She just screamed... She screamed and screamed. Later that night, she had a dream, a dream that she was getting possessed by a demon or something. The next day it was november 1rst, she passed out. She woke up after 2 hours and found herself in a dark room and she heard phsyco laughing... She yelled but nobody could hear her, the unknown person stabbed her in the stomach... and she was never heard from again...
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Holidays
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:Dreams
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Wall of Text
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Read by HoodoHoodlum
Category:Shortpasta
The Night of Madden

One night the moon was risen high and the air was dead cold. I was walking alone in the lonely street on my way to the mall to buy a new tie. When I heard something then, a sharp noise rushed through the air and cut the silence in half. Then as I wondered what it was, a light appeared out in front of me. Then the light came closer and closer until I realized that it was a vehicle. The vehicle became larger and larger until it was right in front me. The vehicle then threw me into the air, smacking my head against the pavement, with a Bifffffffff!?!!! and as I awoke, the vehice was sideways, on the pavement with black smoke coming out. The trunk then started to rumble horribly. As I looked into the driver's cab, a horrific crack eminated through the night air. Startled, I stepped back as a large figure arose from the trunk. I then ran in fear, as a screech escaped from the creature "E.A. sports it's in the game!" I then knew who it was. It was my worst nightmare... It was... John Madden... He then began to chase me faster and faster until he dropped was on all fours. He trapped me in a corner of an alley way. He then grew bigger and bigger until he was the size of an elephant, and faces sprouted on his biceps... The faces of all the football stars.. Brett Farve, Ray Rice, Tim Tebow, Tiger Woods, Oj Simpson were all yelling "slaughter him, burn the witch, eat his brains, beat his wife, murder his bestfriend." when another figure appeared behind this monstrosity. The figure was wearing a duster and ballroom cap. The figure then yelled "It's in the game!" Just then a Loud noise burst through the air and the monster was dead... But as the man came closer he then pulled the face of John Madden off... and it was... Bill Cosby!!! So then the man beat him with his own jello pudding pops, and left, laughing maniacly.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Shortpasta
The Night of the Red Moon

It was a summer night, a red moon was happening tonight at 3 A.M. I was tired however so I didn't want to stay up to watch it. I was sleeping soundly until I awoke to some chanting. I looked out the window and noticed five people in black robes were walking down the street. I thought it was nothing so I tried to go back to sleep. They were chanting these words.
"Red moon, red moon...
Cleanses the sinful and makes them anew...
Shining brightly in the night sky,
waiting for the souls...
Who will be born again tonight?
Who will be born again tonight?"
I was pretty sure it was just this cult gibberish and that it was nothing to worry about. Then I noticed the daggers in their hands.
They broke into people's houses, these bright white balls of light came from the houses they were just in. They returned from the houses with bloody daggers and then more joined them from out of the house. They looked familiar, and I noticed they were my neighbors except they had a blank expression on their faces, and a wound in their heart. It then hit me, this group wasn't a cult, it was a group of soulless, possessed zombies. And when they came out of their houses, they joined the chanting.
Their souls must have been the white balls leaving the houses; they were all heading toward the red moon. The more souls that went there, the darker and more blood red it became. Then I heard some footsteps downstairs. I grabbed my gun and went down to the kitchen. I saw one of the zombies in my kitchen- I couldn't see the face, but I shot the zombie right between the eyes. Then I recognized the face, It was my girlfriend's, but with a blank expression and a dagger in her hands. I was horrified at what I had done to her. I am writing this as a warning to all. I have one bullet left and it's not for the zombies. I'd rather be dead then one of those satanic things.
To all reading this, Goodbye.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
The Nightmare

I was a 5 year old watching tom and jerry. I play games like half life. My parents said to go to bed in 12:00 am.
I went to sleep. I had a dream of me in a haunted house. I saw my mom and dad in the window. There was a tv on. It was playing surfs up. I open the door. I saw a long hallway. I walk in the hallway. I hear something behind me. I look behind my back. It was a litte girl. She said,
WHY ARE YOU IN THIS DREAM.
The girl ran away.
==2 hours==
I found a room. The room had dead bodies. I found a note. It said
- Avery
Why are you in this dream. All of this is not real. Hope you die avery.
I found a door but it was locked. For about 25 mins, The door open.
I look outside. It was the girl. They are about 6 of them. They all said
WOKE UP AVERY.
I woke up.
==4 years later==
I found a show named avatar the last airbender. There was a girl who was litte. It was a Earth bender.
It was the girl in my dream.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:TELAVISHUN
Category:Dreams
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
Category:English Class Failure
The Nightmare Story

Lucas (my 22-year-old BFF) and I (I'm 21) loved to play Pokemon, mostly Emerald, Ruby, or Sapphire because those were our favorite games =3
Anyway, We did this for years upon years, until Lucas got a Gameshark.
Lucas and I were playing Emerald, when he thought to use his Gameshark to hack/glitch the game, you know, to see what cool things could happen. He read online if you use a Gameshark on PKMN Emerald, then you can enter this cheat code, where you can catch Celebi (celebii). We immediately put the code celebii in then saw, the character was teleported to a distorted world where Celebi was supposed to have been(?). So, he moves the character forward, then a textbox appears saying "You've come." Then a battle started, against a Lvl. 100 Celebii, wait its spelled Celebi isn't it?
We got destroyed by Celebii, then it said this "I've won." then we heard a loud piercing screech, the screen was white, we then were teleported to the distorted world once again, though Lucas said "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!" He then threw his Gameboy at the wall, I grabbed it off the floor, Lucas had ran to his room, crying. I put the game in my Gameboy, turned it on, and saw his save file which was "LUCAS" was now gone.
I never saw Lucas at school anymore, I wondered why... Then I figured out that Lucas had been sent an Insane Asylum, WHY? Did Lucas go mad over the Gameshark code? Maybe the code was not meant for kids... I don't know...
I found the game on the desk, decided to play it, (I still had Lucas' Gameshark) I put in "celebii" and when I did, it teleported me an island, where Celebi was, YES the REAL Celebi. I wondered why the code was like that before... But... I guess some stories, aren't meant to be known...
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Pokemon
Category:Cliche Madness
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
The Nightmarish Ball

It would be just a normal prom ball. If the director wouldn't decide to make it a fucking masquerade.
So, it was prom ball with costumes. I read quite a lot of creepypasta, so I tried to make Slenderman costume. It took a lot of time to glue together the mask (and make it possible to see through it) and make me look way higher in the costume, but in the end my costume was so high, that I could not raise to the full height in my little flat. I called my GF and said her that I'll come in Slenderman suit. She said that her suit will be a surprise. While I was in my flat, fully dressed, waiting for alarm clock to ring, I sensed some presence watching me. Once I sharply turned back, and I swear, I saw some tall man flash for a second. It scared the crap out of me, but the mysterious figure didn't appear anymore, and I didn't sense any danger anymore. I thought I scared it off.
When I took bus to the ball, I seen this figure appear for a few seconds in one of the dark alleys. It seemed to appear out of NOTHING. Then it disappeared, dissolved into the air, I don't know. It was there, a moment later it wasn't.
Finally I got to the university, and got up to the to the university hall.
The party was raging. I recognised all kinds of memes, monsters, mythical people and creatures, heroes and villains, pirates and their parrots...
And one especially tall figure in the crowd.
I ran to it, bursting through pirates, ninjas, ponies, cthulhus... But in the last moment, it vanished. I suddenly felt the urge to go to the lavatory, so I left the ballroom and went there. In the lavatory, guy was desperately trying to fix a cut on his Slenderman mask. There was something extremely disturbing about him, but I helped him with the mask.
After I relieved myself and went back to the hall, I remembered that the cut on the guy's mask was dripping blood.
I quickly ran up to the university's gateman and asked, "Hey, old Jack, have you seen my GF?" The guard knew every student by sight, he recognised me, and said:
"Ah, she got outta 'ere with guy in the costume similar to yours, but way taller, and with tentacles on the back."
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Category:Old Shit
The Nine-Tailed Fox

One day a man made water by the roadside. Then he saw that he
Had done it on a white bone. He asked rather pointlessly 'Is it cold?'
and the bone replied, 'Yes, it it cold.' So he asked again, 'Is it warm?'
And the bone replied, 'Yes it is warm.'
The man was very alarmed at this remarkable occurrence, and he
Ran away. Then the bone got up and ran after him. It nearly caught
him up, and he was more frightened than ever. Just then he came to
a wine shop. So he turned to the bone and said, 'Just wait here a
moment. I'll get you some wine.' Then he went into the shop and
ran away through the back door. He went on his way and saw no
more of the bone.
A few years later he happened to pass by the same wine shop. He
saw another one in front of it, that appeared to be newly built.
There was a pretty young woman selling wine in the new shop, so
he went in. As he drank he chatted to the girl. His earlier experience
came to mind, and he said. 'A few years ago I outwitted a white bone
on this very spot.' As he spoke the girl turned into a nine-tailed fox.
'I was that white bone,' she cried. 'I have been waiting for you to
come back.' With these words she sprang on him and ate him up.
And the moral is that one should not make water on white bones.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
The Nine Inch Nails In-joke

If, in this twilight of the world, you go back to the beginning of a pilgrimage on the Highway to La Mer, you will get sidetracked. Your dreams will fade, and your mind might become somewhat damaged. Eventually, you will enter a small town, that appears to be empty. When you ask aloud 'where is everybody' you will notice a 22.86cm long nail lying buried in a layer of frost in front of you. If you pick it up, you will notice that it appears to be broken. You'll see the fragments of it, but they won't fit. You really shouldn't give a shit. Holding the nail with your ring finger and thumb, make the tiniest little hole in the ground. Stay down on your knees. Wait. If all has gone well, you will feel yourself start to spiral downwards into the void; as you get closer to the great below, you will seem to be falling even deeper, into a warm place. If you can manage to look up, you will see the sunspots overhead, getting smaller. You can try to stop it, but it keeps on coming Eventually, after you've fallen all of the way down in it, you will arrive in an ocean of violet fluid. It will be the deepest shade of mushroom-blue. You will still be holding the nail. You'll smell stale incense and old sweat, and lies. A voice will echo out of the darkness, asking, "are you ready to meet your master?". If you answer yes, and it's a terrible lie, you will fall a short distance, and well, I hope you can find some sort of happiness in slavery. If you answer no, be prepared for the purest feeling of physical hurt, just like you imagined in your worst nightmares, but it will end with a quick, merciful release into death, from the burn of the march of the pigs. If you truthfully answer yes, you will be approached by a reptile-like man with a few dozen halos and a head like a hole, who will ask you one question; "would you bite the hand that feeds you?" If you answer; "with teeth." you will be justified, purified, and sanctified, inside yourself, and you'll receive several god-given powers, and told to deliver the warning. There will be a massive Quake. No matter how much you scream, "I do not want this!", nothing can stop you now. No matter how hard you try to save yourself, yourself will keep slipping away. You will have no choice; the mark has been made, and the world is closer to the big come down. You will feel something killing away all of your bad parts. You will have have become The Great Destroyer, the Eraser and the frail, the wretched, the fragile, all will bow to your will. The world will be ripe, (with decay.)
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