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Cursed Phone Number

I just called this number and an actual ghost picked up the phone and answered me and started talking to me! Wow! He told me something about a magical soup!
However, I was then forced to flee the country. The end.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Im died
Category:Ghoooosts
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta
Cursed Pumpkin

In the dimly lit living room of Ethel's house, I found myself encircled by my costumed companions, all of us bracing ourselves for a hectic night of Halloween revelry. However, an ominous cloud of unease hung heavily over us, casting a nervous pallor upon our faces. Ethel's phone on the coffee table emitted a faint buzz, causing us to exchange anxious glances.
"It's from Carrol," Ethel announced, her voice trembling as she read the message aloud. "'I heard about your little party, and I won't be left out. See you soon.'"
A collective gasp filled the room, and a sense of panic set in. Carrol was notorious for her ill-fortune and evil gossip, and we were determined to prevent her from spoiling our night. We urgently needed a plan.
Chris, his voice quivering, offered a suggestion gleamed from watching too many zombie and Evil Dead movies. "What if we fortify all entrances and windows? Maybe that will deter her."
Ethel, her tone laced with skepticism, muttered, "That won't work. She's like a vampire. She always finds a way in. Also bad luck always to follow her around like a stray dog."
Suddenly, an idea struck me. "What about that pumpkin residing in Old Lady Patterson's field? You know, the one that looks like a huge teratoma, complete with teeth, eyes, and veins, that's rumored to bring ill fortune to anyone who dares touch it?"
Everyone's eyes widened. It was a risky proposition, but we were desperate.
We hurried to the field, cautiously handling the cursed pumpkin with gloves hands. Ethel, displaying her courageous nature, volunteered to deliver it to Carrol's address. We agreed to reconvene at the party location, hoping that Carrol wouldn't be there to greet us.
As we arranged the eerie decorations and readied the refreshment, we anxiously awaited Ethel's return. The sound of footsteps echoed on the porch, and then Ethel burst the door with a sly grin.
"She won't be troubling us tonight," Ethel declared, revealing a pic. on her iPhone of the cursed pumpkin perched on Carrol's doorstep.
Relief washed over us, and we laughed, feeling triumphant. Our Halloween celebration was safe from Carrol's ill presence after all.
The night was filled with wild mirth, shrieks of delight, and a hint of mischief. As we danced and revealed, we realized that sometimes, drastic measures were necessary to safeguard ourselves from the clutches of a bratzilla.
Our Halloween party became a night of conquest, surrounded by friends, and free from Carrol's tainted aura.
And so, in the spirit of Halloween, we emerged victorious over the forces of darkness.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Holidays
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Cursed Sherbert Bunny

Day 1: OH MY GOSH! I can't believe my luck! I was at the Thrift Shop and I found a Webkinz Sherbert Bunny!!! They're really rare. I named her Periwinkle (In courtesy of Starrystar33 on YouTube.). I put some Webkinz clothes on her and walked to the mall with my cousin and mom. ( The mall was a VERY short walk from the parking lot of the Thrift Shop.)
Day 2: I took the clothing off her because i didn't like the clothes. She's really soft. Like she's brand new...WEIRD. Why would someone give away a valuebul Webkinz? Aw well.
Day 3: I totally regret buying her. I put her down on the kitchen table and found her in the bathroom. I would find her in the wrong places.
Day 4: I tried persuading my mom to go back to the Thrift Shop, but no avail. I had a HORRID nightmare last. The worst. I was in a white world and there was crab grass. I kept running, running, running. Until, I fell in a hole and there was blood EVERYWHERE. It was like a remix of the Cupcakes fanfic except I was RD and Periwinkle was Pinkie Pie. I woke up, panting and in cold sweats at 3:30 AM. I didn't fall back asleep that night.
Day 6: The reason why I didn't write yesterday was that I was out shopping without Periwinkle. I think Periwinkle is gonna come alive and do what she did to me in that nightmare.
Day 8: Oh god. I hallucinate blood everywhere. I'm getting sick very much. I think I'm gonna die. My throat feels as raspy as heck. My body feels about 250 degrees Farenhite. I'm so scared. I just want help.
Day 10: OH MY GOD JUST HELP ME ALREADY! PERIWINKLE CAME ALIVE AND KILLED MY FAMILY AND COUSINS! I saw a not in my Mom's blood that said "You're next." Zalgo-fied. I'm just so scared. Wait... my door is creaking open...I can see a periwinkle colored ear... OH MY GOD IT'S-
Diary found covered in blood, the note, and it was in the ashes of a burnt house, next to a Webkinz Sherbert Bunny.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Jornel
Category:YOU'RE NEXT
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Old Shit
Cursed Skyrim Mod

If you search the deepest, most cursed corners if the darknet, you may come across a Skyrim mod called, "Lonely Skeleton", with no further description. Intrigued by the strange title, I added it to my load order.
The game played normally until after I tried to collect the Horn of Jerkoff Fartjammer and found Delphine's mysterious note instead. Travelling to Riverwood, I was accosted by a chicken. The chicken uncharacteristically leapt at me with hate in its eyes. I was forced to Fus Roh Dah the accursed fowl and then splatter it with my flaming warhammer.
This made everyone in town hostile, and I was captured by the guards and thrown in jail. Delphine was forced to meet me there instead of her secret room in the inn. Our conversation was overheard by a Thalmor spy in the next cell. As a result, Esbern was dead by the time we reached him. There was no way to learn the Dragonrend shout, thus no way to defeat Alduin. He took over the world and ushered in and age of chaos the likes of which I dare not describe!
Stunned by these events, I silently exited the game and turned off my PC, which was draped with cobwebs. Looking down at my hands, I realized the ghastly truth. I was now a skeleton and had been dead for over 400 years.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Vidya games
Category:Skeletons
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
Cursed Sonic Unleashed Creepy

This game is cursed. If you find it, destroy it before it can do more damage! Here is my story with the cursed Sonic Unleashed game:
So one day during the summer, I got a desire to play Sonic Unleashed. Idk why, just did.
I got into my car and drove to GameStop and saw they had none. Weird, considering my local GameStop usually keeps a lot of games people like. I went to the clerk and asked if they had any back store. The clerk looked scared, like I just asked for a foreign object of some kind. She asked why I wanted it and I said nostalgic purposes and just wanted to play it. She sighed, went to the back and got me the game. She told me to promise her that if anything weird happened with the game, I would return it immediately. I promised, wondering why she make me promise I would make me return it to the store.
Anyways, I paid for the game, went home, turned on my XBOX, and put the game in to download. I was super excited when it was done, but something popped up when I clicked it. It said "Please turn back now" in bloody letters for a split second before going to normal. Creeped out what happened, I decided it was a glitch and keep going,
I watched the cutscene and played the first 2 stages like normal, It was when the first Werehog stage came that things got weird. After I beat it, the game went to a screen that said "You are screwed. You are dumb. You are being watched". Weirder still, it was in the same font that the "Please turn back now" message was in. It then popped up a bloody skull and then went back to normal... sort of.
It took me to Eggman Land, something not possible right now, and forced me into the Werehog permanently. The Weerehog looked bloody too, like it just killed someone. Wtf? Remembering the GameStop cleric's promise I made, I took the game out... but it didn't turn off. The Werehog turned to face me and said "She warned you and now pay the consequences" and had a murderous look on his face. Tf was happening here??? I drove to GameStop as fast as I could and the clerk asked if anything weird happened. I told her everything that had happened and she looked scared af.
"You realize what you have done?" she asked me. When I told her no and asked wtf was happening, she told me it was cursed and that the person who played it always dies.
Freaked out, I asked her what should we do. She said nothing but faced the door. "Your retribution is here" I heard a voice that sounded like Sonic's Werehog. I looked at the door and saw a wolf-man. Freaked out, I tried to run, but the wolf-man was too fast and killed us both, right there.
Please, never play the game. Destroy it if you find the game. Don't let it spread to others!
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Im died
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Sonic
Category:English Class Failure
Cursed Subway Sandwich

I was 15 at the time. Ordering from subway as I always do, nothing was out of the ordinary. I walked up to the person working there and asked, "Can I have grain wheat bread?" He looked at me with the most unpleasant, and disturbed smile and responded, "What would you like in your sandwich?" Shocked at his response, I carefully chose my next few words. "I'll have lettuce, tomato, some bacon, and cheese" We both stared for a while, shocked at the event that just occurred. He looked down, and carefully put what I asked in my sandwich. At this point, I was almost having a panic attack, I wanted to get out as soon as possible.
He then proceeded to wrap my sandwich and told me, with the scariest and most disturbing smile I have ever seen before, told me, "Actually, I accidentally used the wrong bread, I'll remake the sandwich for you with the correct bread." I ran out screaming for help, this man sexually assaulted me with bread.
The next day, the bread was gone.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:EVIL FOOD
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
Cursed Xbox

One day i was playing xbox with my friend and ive got a package. I jumped out of a window to see what is this. I opened the box and... yay! Ive got the newest xbox on this freakin' world! It is called "Xbox 666" and a game called "DoNotPlayOrYouWillDie.exe" 
I jumped back to the window using my super powers. I throw the xbox and i said: Yolo we got the new xbox! I jumped on the crouch and started playing this game. I was winning and my friend was so sad and yolo. And then the SK3L3ToN PoP3D oUT. We both died. 
$WAG BITCH!
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Category:Vidya games
Category:And then a skeleton popped out
Category:Im died
Category:Shortpasta
Cursed YTMND Page

Has anyone heard of the alleged "cursed" YTMND page? According to some users, it was made in 2006 by a user (who is now long gone) named Satan666. This was his only YTMND website he made.
This is what supposedly happens on it, according to a user, who died after viewing it:
"When you click on it, it will load up like any other YTMND site. But instead of loading 100%, it loaded up to 666% and the YTMND starting to get static on it, not the site, just the logo itself. Then, it showed disgusting and shocking images, like slaughter house footage, dead humans and animals, and images from gory image websites.
It then shows Moon Man hanging on a cross. His glasses were cracked and he was missing some teeth. It shows footage from shock websites as well afterwards.
After that, a message in a bloody font appears saying:
'Enjoy Your Day, (insert user's real name here)'
It then ends with real footage of hell."
The people who viewed the websites reported hearing thumping in their house and something scratching their doors, trying to get into their rooms, while their sleeping. Some also report seeing Moon Man from the site out of the corner of their eye with red, glowing eyes, staring angrily at them.
After a few users committed suicide after viewing it, Max Goldberg, the creator of YTMND, took it down and deleted the user's account.
Though, some people say that the site was reuploaded on the deep web and is only accessible through Tor.
Category:Not Sure if Troll or Trying to Be Serious
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:Suicide
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Cursed lizard

when i was 5years old i had this toy lizard then one day i was normally whaching tv and it all of a sudden it hissed at me so i ran to my mom she said what happened i said it hissed she did not belive me but now im 11 i was talking to my cousin and the same thing happend to him same age but only it was in purtorico it happend to me in florida it was frightning to this day it hunts me to now what that was [in the bible it says reptiles are evil] please e-mail me about this
 on February 23, 2013
Category:Not Sure if Troll or Trying to Be Serious
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Living Objects
Cuts and Scars

As the Sun descends into the blood colored skyline and horizon emerges a man, with top hat, black coat, and white gloves covered in dirt in soot. He seems as the harmless homeless man, or at least a man who had a recent hangover. You continue walking past him, but behind you the echo of footsteps echoes in the empty street. Why would you leave the party so late? You could have been driven home by a friend, but it seemed like so much trouble!
Who could blame you? It seemed like too much trouble as you soon regret not taking the ride. As he approaches you, the wanderer, he then asks, "Why are you here?" You continue walking trying to believe he is not talk to you although, YOU are the only one traversing the streets, he repeats his question, "Why are you here", now you are vexed and you start to get the urge to turn around and speak to the man, you try to keep walking hesitantly, but something stops you.
"Why does no one listen to me well, at least I have acquired a new victim?" Victim, what does he mean by that?! you think to yourself, and comprehend he is speaking to you. A man walks by you scream to him, as everything around you seems to fade away. As does life, you see only the man, who reluctantly removes his top hat to reveal a set of horns. You attempt to scream, but then stifled. "I need to eat your fear. Feast upon your thoughts, and your life force. Anything, I'm famished, just let me feast upon your flesh, bones, and energy." 
Those were the last words you heard before you were eaten. Sadly, your last sights had to be of the decaying flesh and bones of fallen victims, and smell the stench of rotting flesh. Turning your head one once more, instead of seeing the face of a delusional bum who reeked of liquor, stood a man overhead, whose face was now a skull. Again, seeing those horns and the dreadful blood covered sharp jagged teeth your last observation. Is this some cruel joke?!
==Prologue:==
He was an old drunk, and desperate man! He was BRILLIANT! How could it all crumble down upon him, before he began his drinking he was sharp as a knife? Thirty-years-old, and quite wise. Before his daily visits to the pub, he was undisturbed by any problems. A man of his wealth shouldn't be. What did he do for a living, you ask? He, of course, was a lawyer. He couldn't let that intelligence go to waste, why would he?
The year was 1803, and he had wooed the girl of his dreams, but it all changed when he lost his job, and then the lady. That is when he began to drink. Drink he did, gallons of liquor bought weekly, until he went broke. He urged the drink, he had done his research on Black Magick. He did something he had an eternity to regret, something he could no longer pay for alcohol and now.
He had done a spell that created the affect of drinking every time he ate another person, not that he was one anymore. Luring his unsuspecting victims into a house that is what I like to call Vixed, meaning a house that's address ends in 63 he has earned the name "The Vixon" after his name, Jacob Vixon.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Beings
Category:Old Shit
Cyanide and Happiness Lost Episode

So you guys know the Youtube show Cyanide and Happiness by Youtube channel ExplosmEntertainment right? Well one time I was binge watching C&H videos when they uploaded a new one called "Rap Battle".
The scene was two rappers in a rap battle in what was clearly supposed to be a parody of 8 Mile. There was a black guy and a white guy who was clearly supposed to be like Eminem/B Rabbit. I'll call him the one in the hoodie from this point forward.
So the announcer guy introduced the two and then the black guy started rapping. His bars were really corny in accordance with Cyanide and Happiness's typical style. Then the guy in the hood started to respond but he stammered and acted like he was going to choke like in the movie. But then he pulls out a gun and shot the other rapper. At first the crowd gasped but then they smiled and cheered him. But then he shot the announcer and opened fire on the crowd, killing all of them.
Then, while they were dead, they continued cheering him and put him on their shoulders and gave him a ticker tape parade.
The video was gone within about ten minutes. The few who saw it have tried spreading the word about it but if you mention it on their Youtube channel or Facebook you'll get banned.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
Cyberpunk Character Creator

I heard Cyberpunk had some bugs but I wasn't expecting them to hurt my experience so quickly. I was making my character and I got to the genitals option and gave my character a penis. I scrolled through the size option and noticed a game breaking bug. The labels are wrong for the penises. I gave my character what was labeled as "small penis" and was surprised to find that it was way bigger than my real penis. This is a serious game breaking bug and CD Project Red needs to make fixing this issue it's number one priority.
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Category:Copypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Vidya games
Category:Shortpasta
Cyko

Hi my names DJ and I'm a pasta not a very popular one because no one might not read this but my pasta name is cyko its pronounsed phyco but its spelled cyko but I'm not here to pronouse my pasta name I'm here to tell how I became one of spenders proxies and how I became a pasta...
I was 13 when it started happening I was moving to a big city and my sister lily was causing a lot of trouble trying to have fun. "Lily stop kicking the door when you come in" my mom yeld. As lily grew colder each day I grew numb and confused.
One day when I went to school every thing was off...
No one noticed me and every one just started laughing at me when lily started laughing. I noticed I was the one who made it on the school news cover witch made me scared... 3 bully's made their way up to me
Sasha ,lilo ,Kate
They started to stair at me for about what seemed like 4 minutes and Sasha started to mumble something and it sounded like"kill...kill...kill" I did not know what was going on until Kate walked away and before I knew it every one started laughing again I turned around and looked down.my hair was on the floor and when I touched my hair it,was short and I felt horrible and left to wards the forest and started to chew on my arm and then I fell a sleep from blood loss
I woke up in a hospital and had the erdge to kill.my parents walked in the room and started to whisper "phyco...phyco...phyco" and they never stopped until I said "hello?"
That night my sister decided to brake her door down for no reason and blame it on me so when I heard the door crash into the floor I woke up in shock that the house broke. I went to peek and my dad said I will kill her to my sister i saw him look at my door I remembered the pokete knife in my drower so I grabbed it fast and as soon as I locked my door and got dreesed into black pants,a Corel coulered shirt, and a crop-top army pattern hoodie, I knew I was ready so I unlocked the door and doged his attacks and grabbed a axe from the garadge I killed every one in the house and burned it down
Slender let me be his proxie
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:That just raises more questions!
Category:English Class Failure
Cyrus Syndrome

I was watching TV one day. The news was on. I saw a blond guy with super short hair. I then noticed... It is not a man. It was Miley! She was wearing a short top, white pants, and a ton of makeup.
Music was playing and she was out of control! My eyes started bleeding.
"According to IHate.com, ex- fans are going crazy. Someone died from watching. How crazy will this get?" Asked Kassandra, the news lady.
My eyes finally stopped bleeding when it stopped. I felt no pain. I could see perfectly, with the exception of blood in my eye. What happened? I called my friend, and I got her mom.  "Mrs. Frith?"I asked, "Is Anne there?" I froze. "She what?! How!? Do you think she watched We can't stop? I just heard on the news." The conversation stopped. I called my friend Tyler. "Ty!! You are okay! Don't watch we can't stop!" I said before he did anything
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Category:Not Sure if Troll or Trying to Be Serious
Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
D.A.R.E is a scam

I would like to jump into the thread at this point to say that the "just say no," DARE, etc., training I received in grade school in the 80s is the fucking stupidest shit I've ever seen, and now, in my mid 40s, I'm honestly at a loss as to what to think of it.
I mean... they warned us, repeatedly,... in grade school that drug dealers would give us free samples to get us hooked. Lets take that claim seriously for a moment.
That would mean that there's some nefarious adult drug dealer who has decided that the best possible route to grow his business is to go to 12 year olds, who have no income and no independent means of transportation, and get them hooked on addictive substances. To... what? Get them so spend their allowances? Get them to convince their parents to drive them to their fucking dealer to get a hit? This is clearly fucking ridiculous.
But, maybe, the thought was to get them hooked now, so that later, when they have a job, they become a customer. Ok, lets think about that.
So, the business plan is to get a 12 year old hooked now, so that 6+ years from now, when they have a minimum wage job, shitty car, and crappy apartment, they are going to remember the dealer in middle school who gave them a free hit and call them up for more? ... seriously?
None of it passes the sniff test (i.e. it smells like bullshit). And yet, someone, somewhere, at a high level of government, came up with this idea, proposed it, got it approved, and eventually thousands of people got paid to go to hundreds of thousands of grade and middle schools to pitch this idea.
So I'm forced to wonder at this point... Were the adults in the 80s fucking morons? Or is it the case the jadism of Gen-X so extreme that it ripped off an absurd rose color veil that lead the people of the previous generations to think that that was a good fucking idea and made perfect sense?
Seriously. I'm really wondering this.
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:SMOKE WEED ERRYDAY
Category:THERY
Category:Shortpasta