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You have been cursed by the Evil Horse

This is the story of all time.
While I was watching a video of a horse, I was pretty concerned WHY. There's a little question. Horses are herbivore animals that can gallop with their legs. They have those curved like things named "hooves". They are basically shoes but for horses. I was a big horse fan, watching horse videos, memes such as "Why not eating a horse" based on a video on the Food Theory channel created by MatPat and a video of a horse eating a chick at a farm. Not really enthusiastic on these type of stuff but there's one thing caught my attention: "YOU HAVE BEEN CURSED BY THE EVIL HORSE!" Which was a quote from the Food Theory meme that I watched but that is not the worst of it. I refreshed the YouTube page on the video that I actually watched, the video title was changed to "YOU HAVE BEEN CURSED BY THE EVIL HORSE". 
That video played automatic and I couldn't pause the video due to a bug on YouTube, however I can close the window. I don't close that shit because I need to watch the full video. The video actually begins with a image of a white horse head at the top-left corner of the screen, staring at me. The first 5 seconds was really horrifying. I cannot believe this. Not because it was a bug in my browser, but also very irritating.
After the first five seconds it cuts to seizure and ear-piercing noises, but it is most likely to tell the viewer to close their eyes before viewing flashing images of a horse and to shut their ears to hear the horse galloping on the field, and it is most likely a illusion. I closed by browser after the first two seconds I noticed the seizure that is going on.
Luckily it's now back to normal after I closed my browser. I tried checking the video but everything went back to normal once it is, but I went back to this scary video, and it showed me the same horse video but the play button worked.
I went back to YouTube last night. The video got way worse. The video just automatically sent full screen. However the "esc" key works but it changed back to full screen after a fraction of a second. The same horse image appeared. It cursed my YouTube. HOW AM SUPPOSED TO ESCAPE THIS SHIT!?
But I found a solution. If you are like me, you do. Just press Ctrl+F4 and you are ready to go. After I pressed Ctrl and F4 together, the window closed. When I enter back to my YouTube, the feed is now cleared due to being cursed. 
I refreshed the page and there's this video on my feed titled "HORSE_.". I didn't click that, but it sounds therapeutic to me.
"No I don't watch this slop but my friend said that he found this on YouTube."
Honestly it is kind of perplexing to me why this horse video cursed me.
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Category:Animulz
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You have nice balls man (Copypasta)

why do we get the urge to say sexual things? especially to our homies? think about it. randomly complementing ur buddy's cock size or telling them how their their balls look is pretty wacky and zany. but thats not all. what if you hypothetically say to someone who you know is a man that if you were in a situation that you both had to fuck, you wouldnt hesitate. that would be gay. but for some reason at the end of the day that hypothetical version of you denies homosexuality. coming up with the common response "its just a joke lol!". how much of that is a joke though? are you secretly a homosexual giving out homosexual hints of your homosexual desires with a man u know isnt homosexual but you also deny that you're homosexual? its a situation most of us find ourselves in. casually saying to your homie how breedable he looks and waiting for his very predictable reaction. however what if your homie is actually a homosexual? would you two find yourselves in a homosexual relationship that started due to you saying rather homosexual statements? in the situation that your homie complements your feminine or rather well maintained balls are, how would you react? would you play along and agree with him or would you deny it and say that you were joking? its a hard problem to solve even for the people confident that they arent gay.
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You just lost your sponsors!!!

This is my first pasta so do not expect it to be good.
In daytona usa. on the advanced course. at the reverse end of the pits there is a sign. saying that you lost your sponsors. well i hit the sign and i went through a journey through hell. demons were everywhere. and scenes of war. sennas accident and all others began. eventually it ended. at satans throne. satan stomped on my car and it exploded and blood went everywhere. the game over was in g major. and the name entry screen and the title were normal. after that i never played daytona again.
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Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:Vidya games
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You may call me /b/

BAM! TO BEHOLD, A PUBLIC BULLETIN BOARD, BUILT OF BOTH BRILLIANCE AND BARBARITY BY BASTARDS WITH BONERS. THIS BASTION, NO MERE BULWARK OF BOREDOM, IS A BRUTAL BARRAGE OF BLISTERING BULLSHIT, BARELY BENEVOLENT... BUT BEHIND THE BIGOTRY AND BOOBS, BEYOND THE BITTER BROADCASTS OF BRAGGING BUFFOONS: HERE BE THE BODY POLITIC. A BROTHERHOOD OF BLASPHEMY, BLESSED WITH MORE BALLS THAN BRAINS, BATTLING THE BLAND, THE BOGUS, THE BENIGN. BEDLAM? BRING IT ON. BUT I BABBLE...BETTER TO BE BRIEF. YOU MAY CALL ME /b/.
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You might say that's a little weird

i live in an alternate reality where we just don't ask questions and accept unexplained phenomena at face value. we don't read too much into things that can't work out within the confines of known reality so we gloss right over them and maybe find meaning in our situation later on. or not, we don't mind if nothing ever gets resolved.
for example, my dog got run over and mushed into a paste before my eyes by a semi-truck four years ago and just last week, i came home and he was on my porch. 'well, i'll be!' i said and that was that. wouldn't you know it, a few days later that dog buried his own self in the back yard. that's sort of weird but i won't question it. i mean, it's almost physically possible and that's enough for me.
by sunday, i think, there was a full grown tree where the dog buried himself. it's covered in fuzz and the branches wag around a lot but that's acceptable. goes against the laws of nature and maybe i should do something about it but let's just see where this goes.
well, as you may have guessed, that's how i got my dog tree. also it murders people and there's a ritual i have to do every night so those people don't come bury themselves in my yard and make a people bush. is that a lot to gloss over in a sentence or two at the very end? oh well.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Rituwel
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
You think you’re safe?

Is this what you do for pleasure? Do you find enjoyment from these horrifying tales? In what way, shape, and form do you find these disturbing, homemade horror stories entertaining? These stories can only bring out the fear in your own mind, but they cannot touch you. This is the one, vital flaw in many of these stories, they cannot touch you, they cannot feel you, they cannot see you. Do you feel safe behind your computer screen? Does it give you a sense of security? Your mind is lying to you, this is a false sense. This is the greatest illusion of all, safety. It is a false reality. The true reality of this situation is that you are reading this and I am watching you. Your mind is lying to you once more, “It’s just a story, it cannot touch me.” Your ignorance will be the end of you. Can’t you feel me? Feel me staring? Feel me breathing? You don’t even know who or what I am but you are still afraid. Your mind is creating a false image of me, because I can assure you my true appearance is much more terrifying than you can imagine. So what am I to you? A ghost? A demon? I’m probably more sinister than any fictional character you can imagine, but that is just my opinion. So how is that false sense of security doing? Is it crumbling? Are you questioning your judgment? I could just be bluffing, but there is always that chance. Are you willing to make that risk? It may cost you your life or sanity. I am moving in the shadows. I am beyond your field of view. For all you know, I could be inches away from you. Are you paranoid? Are you watching your back? Why are you doing this? What will happen if you see me? Do you thing you’ll be able to defend yourself? Do you think you will survive? This is the second greatest illusion, hope. You can’t stop me, you can’t even see me. I am untouchable. You are the mouse and I am the cat. I could have done what I wanted a long time ago. I am playing with my food. You are truly pathetic, you cannot save yourself. Accept the eternal truth. I’ve been having such a wonderful time tormenting and torturing your pour excuse of a mind that I will resume this play-date when you are less prepared, less expectant. This day will come soon enough. It might be tomorrow, it might be on a holiday. I will confirm that my visit with you will be with you and you alone. I’ll see you soon; we’ll have such a whimsical time!
Lots of love,
Me
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Category:English Class Failure
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
You were phone

My dear friend, I'm here to tell you something shocking. You we're phone. Wait don't go let me explain. Everything that you now see is not real. It is your imagination. You are in real life phone. But what is exactly phone? Let me tell you. It is a dark and horrible monster that eats doritos and kills people for no reason with a kitchen knife. And one more thing. *Creepy music in the background* I am you. I am phone just like you. We are all the same person. We are phone. We are an entity. 7 billion is one phone. Remember that before you die.
Well I have to go for now. And don't forget you we're phone.
Update 1
The other phone is a rival to phone. Why? Because it was made with rainbows and other happy things. And the other phone eats Lay's. The other phone is the people from the other universe. The people from the other universe are much nicer than the people from this universe. When we talk about conspiracy theories about aliens they talk about kids shows. Phone hates a lot the other phone. We have memes, they have family photos. And in the other phone universe they are only comedy movies. So we, phone, hate them, the other phone. Update 2 coming soon. 
Update 2
The origins of the other phone now is gonna be told. About the origins for the phone? Later.
Okay so Phone was very bored. I mean very bored. So he decided to make the other phone. Bad idea. The other phone was happy and that was a problem. Phone started to fight with the other phone. He always complained about the other phone happiness. So this is how the other phone and phone are rivals. Update 3 coming soon. 
Update 3
A photo of you... phone.
Update 4
The photo didn't save. 
Update 5
I lied. I lied about all. I was not phone. You weren't phone, but phone existed. He forced me to do this trollpasta about him. He is now dead. I killed phone. How? He was sleeping in his bed made by doritos and I getted a knife and killed him. Now I'm free. Also what about the other phone? Well he is still out there but he isn't evil. But do not think that this story is over. No is not. There are going to be updates about phone origins. Anyways even tho nobody reads my story I still want to say this. Update 6 coming soon. 
Final update
Phone origins are very scary so read at your own risk. 
There was a man named John. He created phones. Yes, he did. Only that one phone was alive. This phone who is called phone tried to kill John and he did. One night John was sleeping. He was dreaming about cookies. Phone gettes a knife. He opened John's room and he stabed him to death. After that phone break free. And this is how the story of who was phone was born. Phone getted himself in a magazine. A couple buyd him. And we all know what happened that night when they we're making sex. 
This is now the end. Phone is dead and I'm free and remember. You weren't phone. 
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Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:WHO WAS PHONE?
Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE
You will never be a real train

You will never be a real train. You have no chassis, you have no wheels, you have no pistons. You are a flesh and blood man twisted by steampunk into a crude mockery of 1900's technological perfection.
Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your "friends" laugh at your silly chrome fetish behind closed doors.
Conductors are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of technological research has allowed conductors to sniff out frauds with incredible efficiency. Even kiddie ride trains that sort of look like the real thing are mere children's toys compared to real trains. Your chassis structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a fireman to shovel coal into you, he'll turn tail and bolt the second he gets a whiff of your smokestack.
You will never be happy. You wrench out a fake "CHOO CHOO" and tell yourself everything will be fine. You did this despite being under the right yard weight.
Eventually it'll be too much to bear - you'll go to the Amtrak repair facility, park on the tracks, shut off your steam engine, and plunge into the cold abyss. Amtrak security will find you, shocked to find a dead guy on the tracks. They'll bury you with a headstone marked with your human name, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a human is buried there. Your non-chassis body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably not steampunk or metal.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
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Category:Memes
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You will never be an anime girl

You will never be an anime girl. You have no ancestry, you have no weebship, you have no skills that would make neon Tokyo ever want you. You are a shut-in self-hating nerdy man twisted by delusions of mythical Katana superiority and exposure to media folded over 3000 times into a disgusting mockery of metalworkings perfection. All 'validation' you get from other people in this position couldn't be worse in making you believe that spending years of your life learning a the globally useless talents of Uwudo and Iya-giri to a 中二 level was a worthwhile 使い方 of お前's time, but one can't expect that an individual as 羞耻 as テメ will ever know the value of the 仲間 you threw away in doing that. Actual Sasukes are すごい キモい by you. Thousands of years of 自然進化 have allowed 侍 to identify 偽物語 from mannerisms and 言語力 alone. Even if your written text of self-hatred and attention begging akin to a 野良犬 somehow passes as normal (しないよ、ど阿呆), any Soul Eater person will immediately 両断　all 迷い　when they 聞く the 声 and 広島-ben of someone who is not only a basic 下忍 at best, but worth no more than ゴミカス in skills, accomplishments, and no ワイフ yes フレンド. You will never be 幸せおちゃめ機能。 You wrench out a 偽笑い and ｗｗｗ草 to yourself believing that watching a content creator that you understand 20% of at best is somehow superior than watching your own 船長, as you project your disgusting traits onto your 委員長. However, deep inside you feel the 不安 creeping up like a 桜, ready to crush you under the バスト2三一　Zz　ガンダム, and you know that. You know that all you do now is have an entirely new リスナー in which to be 無視, and not even the exotic trait of being　海外ニッキ makes up for just how uninteresting of a 無言赤スパ you are. Eventually it'll be too much to bear - you'll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold はあちゃま. Your ママ will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable　恥ざらし and ゴミカス死ね. They'll bury you with a 妖怪 marked with your 領域展開, and every 上弦の鬼 for the rest of eternity will know a 黒船 is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a ギルザレン that is 語り部幽霊. This is your 運命. This is what you chose. There is no turning back. 憎い yourself and 謝れ for being リア充 to some Virtual entity that exists only in your mind while actual people put in effort to learn English for the valid reason of it being the global language.
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You won't believe how scary this story is. What happened will blow your fucking mind

I was walking home after work late at night, it was very dark and I was all alone. Nothing could have prepared me for what was going to happen next.
I looked back and saw a man in dark clothes following me, I couldn't believe what happened next.
I start walking faster and he pick up his speed as well. What happened next shook me to my core.
I start outright running away and he pulls out a knife. Thinking about what happened next still chills me to the bone.
I sprinted into my house and hid in my closet because that's what you do. I hope nobody ever has to go through what happens next.
Turns out he was like a ghost man or something and phased through the door and the next thing that happens will terrify you.
He like stabbed me and now I'm a ghost and shit. Boo.
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Category:Satire
Category:Im died
Category:LONG ASS TITLE
Category:Ghoooosts
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
You won't believe what happened to me last night...

I was at my friend's house and went cacapoopoop in the toilet and I wiped my bummy with toilet paper and put it in the toilet and when I flushed the toilet... the water... oh GOD the WATER it started to slowly... RISE... it kept coming up AND UP and I didn't know what to do... I looked for a plunger but NONE!!!
I froze in terror as I watched the water come to the top of the toilet seat with my floating POOP and toilet paper in the middle of the bowl...
In the HEAT of the moment I panicked and put my whole ARM into the toilet and started to dig in the bottom to pull out whatever was blocking... then all of a sudden....
my friend opened the door and there was him, his mother, his father, and 5 other dinner guests all staring at me in HORROR as I had a piece of POOP in my right hand. Then before I could explain, they all started to poopoocaca on me and peed on me and I was literally SOAKING WET with piss. His dad farted in my ears.
Fin.
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Category:Satire
Category:Potty Humor
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Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
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You won't win

You don't believe in Slenderman,do you? I do. Or at least, now I do.
Won day I was in the woods, just exploring with my brother.We got into an arguement over if somthing was stalking us in the woods or not.
The thing was, there WAS somthing stalking us in the woods. I had a feeling it was Slenderman.
'Game' I thought. Slenderman probably came out of the game "Slender" I used to play with my brother. Finally one day was in the woods by myself and saw him.I knew slenderman doomed me to be on the internet forever and read the first words of every paragraph of this story.
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Category:PROOF DAT SLENDURMAN EXUSTS
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
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Category:Old Shit
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Young Sheldon vs. Rick and Morty Copypasta

"Rick and Morty"? Only a plebeian worm such as yourself would engage in viewing broadcasts of such a sad and idiotic show. Unlike you low IQ apes, I please my optical sensors with only the finest of entertainment. I'll bet that you're inquiring as to what source of entertainment I am referring to. Although I don't expect you to comprehend it, the television show in question is "Young Sheldon". You see, the humor is vastly superior to that of "Rick and Morty". First of all "Rick and Morty" relies heavily on improvisional comedy, while the intellectual humor of "Young Sheldon" is scripted and well thought out before being presented to an audience. Second of all "Rick and Morty" is extremely unfaithful to its source material (Back to the Future, for you simpletons) while "Young Sheldon" is just as good if not better than watching "The Big Bang Theory". I could go on and on about how "Rick and Morty" is vastly inferior to "Young Sheldon" but I highly doubt that you have the mental capability to process such logic. So if you'll excuse me, I'm going to pour a glass of brandy whilst I redigest the latest episode of "Young Sheldon" so I can make an entry about it to the "Young Sheldon" Wikia. Hopefully, I can forget about ever having the displeasure of interacting with you. *Sighs*... How tedious.
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Young Wishes

You know when you were young and you threw coins in wishing wells and other crazy stuff to get your heart's desire?
As you grew older you realized that that was sheer NONSENSE. You may have been wrong... Most people that actually have their wish granted use it for evil.
Jeff actually got his wish granted. He wished he could kill EVERYONE that got in his way.
You might turn out like Jeff, or my old friend, Daniel. I will tell you in first-person perspective his wishes.
It was a normal day. I was in the first grade (a long time ago), and my best friend was Daniel. We went to our local park - they had a wishing well. My friend Daniel asked for a quarter. Being his best friend, I regrettably gave him one. "What's your wish?" I asked him.
"I can't, or else it wont become true," he said with a smirk, as he threw in the quarter.
Several years later, in the fourth grade, we were playing army (you know, that game you used to play), and he pulled out an imaginary knife, and stabbed it into another friend's back (on the other team), and it actually killed him! "Gotcha! Hehehehe," he said.
The rest of us ran for our lives, and only I looked back. "Why?" I said with a tear in my eye. He took an imaginary gun, and shot a teacher. Daniel, but as we called him, DEATH, escaped with forty-nine students killed and half the staff dead. I went home, told my parents, we got our old baseball bats, and hid in my room. He is still out on the loose, but I did get a picture of DEATH two years ago, when I was in the tenth grade.
I'm still looking for that photo - it scared the living hell out of me. If I do find that photo, I will add it to this page.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Cliche Madness
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
Category:YT Readings