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The Screaming Man

Have you heard of the Screaming Man? I dare not say his name. He was born some time ago, and since then, the world wasn't the same.
I call him the Screaming Man, since that is what he does mostly. His name is not to be said here, since it could endanger us all. He is an internet being that cannot be messed with, or there could be consequences. Many people have tried to banish the being, but most of the internet has succumbed to it and not even known it.
His videos are on a popular video posting site, which is already consumed by his horrible darkness. He has many videos, and posts them very regularly. Most of the videos are of the man screaming at the viewers and threatening them with assault and other horrible things. In the thumbnail of each video there is a disfigured, screaming face accompanied by a random picture. Some of a realistic depiction of a monster attacking the screen, and some of a man on a bike being ripped apart.
Nobody knows how he haunted so many people. Each of the people who watch his videos become demented, mindwashed  beings with no sense of reality. They have a hive mind, attacking anyone who dare say the Screaming Man's name in vain. Some who have been to his channel didn't survive.
If you even TRY to find this evil entity online, you may become one of his slaves, his brainwashed servants. But if you really want to, you should take caution.
You can find him by searching "PewDiePie" on Google Search.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Beings
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
The Sculptor

There once was a master sculptor who prospered in a strict, but respected art school. He was excellent in his craft, quickly surpassing the skill of his master and that of his fellow pupils. However, he was too good at his trade, and grew bored after just a few sculptures. They were masterpieces, each perfectly designed and executed, but to the sculptor, they were just plain and simple. He wanted something more, something new, something different. He started to experiment with new techniques and different substances, but was discouraged from doing so by his envious artistic peers. He had still been able to make masterpieces, unlike any the world had known before. However, in doing so, he had violated many art laws, which his peers took very seriously. But he didn't listen to them, so they destroyed his statues and exiled him. Then they brought him to a manhole which lead to a sewer and said, "Here is your new workspace! Let's see you work with this!" And they threw him in.
The sculptor looked around. They had sealed him inside the sewer. What was he going to do? He couldn't live here. Covered in grime and sludge and muck, he realized that he would die here, dirty, alone, and unappreciated. Determined to make one last sculpture, he needed a subject. "I'm going to die here," he thought. "So I might as well leave a record of my existence." And so the sculptor decided upon a subject: himself. Now all he needed was a material, but what was there down here that he could use? Looking at his filthy hands, he figured it would be useless trying to stay clean, so he looked around to see a potential material with which to sculpt.
Splat, splish, splash.
The sculptor turned toward this curious noise. It was human excrement. He was in a sanitary sewer. As this was the only thing there, he began to collect it and sculpt. He found that it was actually the best substance he had ever worked with. The sculptor worked for hours on end, without food or water, and finished his self-sculpture, and signed it, proving his existence. However, he collapsed of exhaustion in the process. Laying in the waste of what quite possibly could be that of his former art peers', he died, longing to work more with this newly discovered substance.
It is said that his ghost still wanders the sewers of the world, traveling through sewage pipes to collect the materials that he so desires. However, out of his hatred for his jealous art peers, he creates only the most horrific-looking sculptures. He will go so far to gather excrement that he will go to your very own toilet, the moment you sit down, sticking his hand just under your bottom with a bag to collect your bowel movements. If you try to look at it, it will disappear before you are able to notice it, and if you get constipated and make him impatient, he will remove your bowels for you. However, if he still does not extract them, he will drag you through the sewers to his workplace, where he will show you his terrible sculptures. They'll scare the shit out of you.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Beings
Category:Potty Humor
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Old Shit
The Secret

Summer should be a fun event for a normal person, not a horrifying one. Some play with furby's while others enjoy to swim. Being an educated man trained in the sciences, I do not believe that the message I had read was real, but it may have been.
It was a cool summer night, and a piece of paper flying through the wind suddenly stuck to my face and blinded me for a moment. The page sparked a match of curiosity as I read the words on the page:
"Dear reader,
If you go to the large oak tree, the one that is in the center of the neighborhood, you will find a secret message. The message is read differently by anyone who reads it, as I put a spell on it. The secret message will be able to say something about you, even if you have never met me. If you post the message anywhere else, or rewrite the secret I know about you, the spell will not be broken. It will still be read differently by each person who reads it.
That's not to say however, that sometimes the message will be the same if it pertains to more than one person who reads it. I advise you read the message and share it to the world. It will prove that no matter what you do, I will always know something about you.
Yours truly,
Friendly-neighborhood Spider-Man"
I went to the tree, and was shocked in horror at the message I read. It was true, it did say something about me, a few things. And now I will share it with the world.
"You are alive
You are reading this message,
I got a dig bick
You that read wrong,
You read that wrong, too."
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
The Secret Crewmate

It was a normal day in Among Us. I played lots of games and I had fun, until someone showed up. He was called ??? and I did not care about it, I later realised I made a fatal mistake. When he spawned in, he sent a message that said: "hello there, [MY REAL NAME]." I was in shock not because he said my real name, just because we were the only ones in the server. Then, the worst happened, Sire Sirol, Eris Loris, and " " joined. They started chanting my name and the game started. I was a crewmate and started doing tasks. " " and Sire Sirol chased me and killed me. The imposter won, but everyone except me were imposters. I got confused for a second, then, the screen went black for a second. Then, I was with 3 other people that was Engineer, Doctor, and Scientist. I was called Secret. I was wearing what a captain would wear and everyone started doing their tasks. After hours, I was killed. I saw everyone's name red. Scientist did an emergency meeting. They all said: "You are the secret crewmate. You win this time, but we will be back". I heard heavy breathing and looked behind me. I saw white with the name "Secret". The screen said: "YOU HAVE BEEN FOUND". I freaked out and white touched my arm. I woke up, but then I saw blood in my room with a note on the wall: "We will be back. -Secret". I was then scared for the rest of the night. They were coming.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:English Class Failure
Category:That just raises more questions!
Category:Vidya games
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Shortpasta
The Secret Formula - SpongeBob SquarePants

After I seen the episode "Garry No More", I was scared for life.
My identity isn't important, but I will tell you an even more scarier episode of popular SpongeBob SquarePants.
My sister wanted a SpongeBob movie for her birthday. I couldn't find a movie but I found a more decent title.
It was called "The Secret Formula" 2018. I ordered it off eBay. When it arrived, I knew that eBay always screws up orders, so I decided to watch and make sure I got what I wanted for only $2.
Then it started.
Spongebob was riding his bike to work saying "I'm Ready!" Like always... The intro wasn't even played... There was no title card, nor opening credits. Not even the bubbles changing the scene.
SpongeBob arrived to Mr. Krabs Crying at the front door of the Krusty Krab. He had a realistic cry, like a Russian or Korean man crying. He gave SpongeBob an evil grin for a second and then he cried again. This time, there was no sound. No tears. He told SpongeBob:
"Boy-o, I have something HORRIBLE to announce. It might break our sad little heart, but it's important. We are fresh out of Krabby Patties. Plankton stole the recipe, but then he got squashed."
I don't remember Plankton winning! Or him DIEING!
Spongebob's burst into tears interrupted my thinking. Another realistic cry.
It cut to SpongeBob in his room crying... his cry this time. Then it cut to some ads. Some "Keep It Spotless" ads and some "The Loud House" ads and it goes on.
Then the show came back on.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:SpongeBob
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
The Secret Horrifying Origin Of Jeff The Killer

Furbearingbrick: When you really boil it down, the JTK story is attached to an image of what's clearly a WOMAN.
It was originally part of a series of images of unsettling images with unrelated captions (the other one was a sunken-eyed clown that said "GO TO BED") There was yet another, but I don't remember what it was. Basically, horrifying clowns telling you to go to sleep. But of course, it mutated into something else altogether.
41488p: they care so much about you. it's...touching. *sniff*
Brick: So... That can mean only one thing. JEFF IS A CLOWN. HONK HONK.
41488p: Jeff's...a clown? NO WAY Oo
Brick: Go to *seltzers you in the face*
Wolfenmaus: GO. TO. McDONALDS.
Brick: Okay, but seriously. Jeff is a distorted image of a woman (wearing a bra) with a totally unrelated story added to it years after the image started circulating. Get over it, fangirls.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Jeff the Killer
Category:THERY
Category:Inside Jokes
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
The Secret Wow Wow Wubbzy Episode

I was coming home from school hoping that I could enjoy my weekend by myself, but I had to go to Walmart with my sister and my mother, and when that was over, I was watching YouTube on the computer with my sister and she told me to search Wow Wow Wubbzy, so I did just that and a video titled: Wow Wow Wubbzy Secret Episode.
I clicked on the video and NOTHING was creepy (so far), no blood, no scary stuff, no NOTHING.
That is, until the episode started with Wubbzy crying for no reason, but he was crying blood, and the crying got louder until I had to turn down my volume.
Then, Wubbzy found a knife and broke into Walden's house, and stabbed him 3 times. After that, Wubbzy found Widget at the park with Daizy. Wubbzy pulled out a gun and shot both Daizy and Widget 6 times, then Wubbzy went on a killing spree and he hung himself on a noose, then the video just ended just like that.
I went on my computer the next day and the video got taken down by YouTube for violating the guidelines and the uploader got terminated. I was relieved!
Category:Not Sure if Troll or Trying to Be Serious
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Suicide
The Secret of the Gold Skulltua

On my way to work in the afternoon, I came across a new GameStop, I thought, "Hey, I've never seen this before, I may want to give this place a try to see if there is anything good,"
So I went inside, and I saw N64 games! I told the clerk, "I thought you guys didn't sell Nintendo 64 games," he answered, "Well we do and they are only 5 bucks a game!"
"Awesome!" I replied. I looked through the games and I saw something great, Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time gold cartridge! It was a bit damaged, but still in fairly good condition. I bought it, and headed on home without any worries.
I slammed the cartridge in my N64 and started playing immediately. It worked like a charm. There was no game saves, as expected, and I chose the first of the slots. It played normally throughout most of the game, until I got to... House of Skulltula.
Instead of the normal deformed people, these guys were bloody, and more realistic, like, PC standards realistic, I was definitely creeped out now.
The people yelped, "Help!" and, "Save us!" I was afraid to shut off the game and I assumed it was just a game hack. I went closer to the middle to get the wallet and the faces of the Skulltula began looking like some of my friends, I was really scared by now.
I talked to the middle one and it said, "Aidan, please help us, the gold skulltulas are going to kill us if we don't get cured fast, you have to kill gold skulltuas to save us, Aidan do it now..." I began collecting all 100 of the tokens, still froze solid of what I've seen.
As soon as I collected my 100th one, I was teleported back to House of Skulltula, and everything there was dead, that scared me enough for me to turn off the N64. I watched TV to get it off my mind. I turned on the news, and a recent massacre has occurred, and the people who died, were my friends. I wrote all there names on my games cartridges, including Ocarina of Time, and Majora's Mask, and on the cartridge of Majora's Mask, I wrote Ben, for my best friend.
Later that day I killed my self and left a note on the OOT cartridge saying, "Never touch this and destroy it as soon as possible."
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Stupid is as the main character does
Category:Suicide
Category:Look at me! I'm SO EDGY!
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Zel-DUUHHH
Category:NINTENDO SIXTY-FOOOUR
Category:Read by HoodoHoodlum
The Seeker's Game

Do you like games? I love games, I was about to go and play a new game. Want to join me, if so I need you to go to your bedroom.
Burn your bed, you will never need that again. Burn all of your objects. Leave nothing that would make someone assume you had even taken one glace there. Your pets, family photos, and if you have anyone else living in your house. Kill them, once you're done return here to begin our little game.
Go to any abandoned home,or building. I want you to go in the center of the 2 room, draw a circle in the ground and then take a knife and cut your hand. Then let all the blood pour on the circle.
Don't stop until you feel like your about to pass out or until there is no more blood coming out. Make sure ALL of the blood is in the circle or terrible thing will happen.
Now go out into any place that has children running around. Take a child of age seven. Take him to the building. Once there, take your knife and cut his hand as well.
Keep the blood in the circle. When the boy screams from this, slit his throat. Once he's dead, Make a fire around the circle. Then put the boys corpse in the circle. Leave the body there for a week, but keep the flames going. On the fifth day you should be able to see the circle glowing red. If the circle it glowing blue, green, or any other color.
There is no point in running, just slit your own throat. But if it is red, Wait two more days only there will be no more need of keeping the fire going. It will go by itself.
On the seventh day, the flames will be a bright blue.
Once that happens take the boy's body out of the circle. Take his hand that you cut and burn it in the blue flame. You do the same.
both of your cuts should now have a blue tint. Now you put your hands together. Now chant the word, "Sit venatus orans". Now the game has really started.
Go to any dense forest near you. Take the boy's body with you. Dig a hole and bury the boy there. Then leave a message saying, "Inquisitor oportet surgery." Now wait three days.
When you come back and the grave you buried the boy in isn't dug and and the body isn't gone. You didn't do this correctly, and you will have to start the ritual all over again.
But if the hole is dug up and the body gone, the game has begun. Run to your car and drive as far as your current amount of gas allows. Don't stop for gas just run. Until you collapse from exhaustion. Even then crawl as fast as you can, until your body give out and you pass out. When you awake, if you're in the same place that you passed out in. You have beaten the seeker.
But if you're in a dark hallway, that has the sound of a child screaming, blood on the walls, and the sounds of someone running at you. You have lost this game. Now you better run, and prey the seeker doesn't get you a second time.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Rituwel
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:I CAN HAZ TRANSLATION?
Category:Old Shit
The Seqeul 2 A skeleton popped out

==Teh Skeleton==
After the hitch hiker was scared from the skeleton popping out, he ran away, the driver of the car got out, and he took out a squirt gun, and shot the hitch hiker with a bunch of hyper-realistic blod. Teh hitch hiker looked on the ground and found wepon, so he picked it up, and fired fast at the crazy driver, in front of a cactus. The hitch hiker buried the driver's corpse undergrounded and then he heard some rattling coming from behind him...
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==Teh Screamer==
And then a skeleton popped out, so the hitch hiker ranned to the car, started it, and drove fast away from skeleton so it don't kill him.
==After the Hiker gotted hom==
After teh hikerer gotted hom, he went to bed, after wakinging up, he had sum text messages from a girl he liked from his college, she sayd that she'll meet him somewhere. He found her at his hom, they started talking n stuff, then teh talkign turned into flirtin, THESE PARTS OF THE STORY WERE CENSORED FOR GOOD REASONS and then after that, they THESE PARTS WHERE CENSORED TOO after that, they started to kiss, and then the hiker got a cal fron somone. He tooked teh call and someone said "WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY DAUGHTER" and then he assked her, how did her fauther get his phon nunber, to which sheep replied, "NO, my father is dead" And than the hiker wented lik "THEN WHO WAS THE PHON!?!>!>!>!>!>~!?!Q@RTFSDRHADFGBASDG"
==They brokked up==
They brokked up 0.0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001 milliseconds later and then he did't do nuthing fer 20 yeers, when he wuz 45
==Teh day of all teh blod==
After that, he started getting blodz everwhere, it was natsy, so he gotted sented to space so heed stop gettin blodz everwhere, he died of AIDS after thattheened.
==What happened to the writer?==
I'm hearing some rattling noises outside my room, im skeered. I
LOLOOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL I keelded teh writter, he pissseded his pantz and died, I iz a smexy skeleton that pops out and radnom peeple.
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Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:English Class Failure
Category:And then a skeleton popped out
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:Skeletons
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Im died
Category:Unnecessary Sequels
Category:WHO WAS PHONE?
The Serial Killer Clown

So me and my husband were watching a movie and the baby was asleep upstairs. Suddenly the baby started crying like crazy and we ran upstairs. The baby had stopped crying but the window WAS OPEN. We called the police and they told us we should lock the doors because a serial killer escaped and he's dressed as a clown. Suddenly we noticed there was a red blood spot on the baby's craddle and we were terrified. We got closer and lifted the baby's sheets. It was not blood. IT WAS THE CLOWNS PLASTIC NOSE! Then the phone rang and it was the clown. He said "your baby stole my nose, she's the chosen one. The legend says only the baby who can steal my nose can defeat me. I'm defeated, bye."
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Category:Satire
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
The Shadow

Every person has their "shadow".
Not a light shadow, that is, but a shadow of yourself, your morals and it all reversed. If you wouldn't kill someone, your "shadow" would, with no hesitation. it hates you for binding it.
It is always directly behind you, out of sight. You can only see it if you know it exists. Other's can't see any shadow but their own.
When you next look in a mirror, you'll see him. And he'll be angry.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:THERY
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
The Shadow Dog

My name is Jimmy and my Friend was afraid of Dog and the reason will be more scary than you think. It was a normal weekend when Jon my best friend rushed to me with wide eyes and a giant grin as he showed me a picture of a black dog that was worth a lot of money. I held the photo and nodded as Jon threw me my Car keys so we went to the car and started it up. Jon did research of where to find the Dog and seeing Jon smile was something I haven't see in years, once we made it to where Jon had told me where to go and it was sunset so we set up camp.
Jon got his flash light and a net in the other hand as I had my camera to capture the Dog on film since it was said it was a mystic like dog so it's like a creature from the past. "This way!!" Jon yelled as he went north and I followed as there was a dog like creature but it wasn't black it was grey and looked like it was staring and shaved as Jon looked sad as it looked up at us with it dark black eyes but it's face turned from sad to anger as the dog attack Jon's arm.
"J-jon!! no!" I yelled as his whole arm as torn off his bod as he fell back and I dropped the camera , I kicked the Dog but the Dog didn't leave like a normal dog would but it looked at me as Jon squealed in pain and the Dog attack Jon once more but I kicked the dog back. The Dog looked at me again, it never barked or anything like a real dog, I looked back at Jon as he was bleeding a lot and i didn't know what to do. he dog attack me but didn't do much but the dog made me move away as it attacked his left leg and torn it off like nothing, Jon screamed like hell but I couldn't get up or even move a muscle.
I watched as the Dog ate Jon alive and I felt the tears go down my cheeks. "Jon..." I said in a low voice and once Jon was just a body and head and one left arm, the Dog left as I could move now. I carried Jon back to the car and we weren't far from someone to help us. it's 2004 now and this is the day Jon had finally passed but before he did he told me to find the dog and bring it to Justice as he passed. I held his last good hand as no one cared for Jon as much as I did not even his family came to visit him at the hospital. Once I find that Dog I will kill it just like it killed my best Friend Jon.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.