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My house is haunted for reals and it's spoopy

A few months ago, me and my wife relocated to a different city after I took a tempting job promotion. It was hard leaving our old house, especially with all our "firsts" as a new couple, until we found a perfect fit not far from where my office was. The house seemed, quiet, and like "home" I guess you could say... Until about 3 weeks into our stay.
On Tuesday nights I usually arrive home at 10 pm, but I finished up earlier to get home to my wife. When I arrived home, I heard a strange "moan" I guess you could say... Coming from our masterbedroom, at first I was concerned until I heard my wife's blood curdling scream. I shouted up the stairwell "Sarah what's wrong!?". I ran up the stairs, and when I got to the top I saw a black figure dart out the window. I flipped on the lights and my wife was sleeping, with a big pool of wetness you could say in the bed. I awoke my wife and she thought I was being hysterical, thinking there was a ghost in the house.
This isn't the only time I've heard my wife scream in her sleep. I was raised Roman Catholic, and consulted a priest to come in and bless our house. Everything seemed to be fine for a while, until I came home early again on a Tuesday night and saw my T.V. floating in the air, I screamed and the apparition dropped it and quickly disappeared.... Since then I tried Lavender, removing old items, and consulting a psychic. Nothing has worked, and this stress is really getting to me. I keep dreaming about my wife screaming in her sleep, and r and b music playing in the background.
I'm at a loss guys, what should I do? Could this be a demon in my house? Any help would be greatly appreciated, and I'll give as much detail as possible if you need for information to make an assessment.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Ghoooosts
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
My husband is constantly farting in public (Copypasta)

My husband (let's just call him Frotan) thinks he's hilarious. He's not. Whenever we go out, be it to a restaurant or the shops or absolutely anywhere, he will fart loudly and smirk or outright laugh. These aren't normal farts, mind you. They're loud splurts, they're wet, they're squelchy, they're toxic, and they they reek like just risen from hell itself.
People look at us, they avoid us, they judge us. I'm pretty certain there are friends of ours who no longer hang out with us due to the farting issue. My husband doesn't have a medical condition exactly, apart from a bit of lactose and glucose intolerance, but he does go out of his way to eat trigger food such as sour cream and milk and sourdough bread so he can fart the best he can.
Lately it's come to a head though. I've noticed he is smelling like rank fart for a long time after the farts have passed. I do all the washing in the house as I'm not the bread winner and I've started to notice a clear jelly like residual substance in his underpants that smells like curdled turds. Google tells me this is mucus. This has been going on for about two weeks now, and sometimes the fecal jelly ranges in consistence and is closer to looking like a brown poo paste similar to Nutella. So he has evolved from just farting to actually splurting turd goo and pooing his pants.
He still finds it funny, and he won't stop. I told him it's not normal for a man in his 40's to poo his pants on the daily and he laughed at me and hand waved away the issue. I'm mortified by his behaviour and embarrassed to be around him. I'm genuinely thinking about divorce, as he's a disgusting embarrassment and I don't want to be with someone whose idea of a joke is to loudly fill his pants with gut butter turds.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Title that makes babbies laugh
Category:Potty Humor
Category:Shortpasta
My last video game

Hello I am Jeremy, my name isn't actually Jeremy but it is for safety reasons. One day I was sick and tired of the same old pokemon x game, I wanted to play my gamboy again, but my mom threw it out when I accidentally played too hard causing the buttons to pop out. I cried when she did this but stopped after saying "You don't want to know what will happen"
I WAS ANGRY. I was so angry I slapped the trash can, having no effect. I cried and ran upstairs into myroomm anddidn'tcome out for two day. I nearly starved but I lived by eating food I have stated beforehand inside my minifridgee.
But the time is now, and I don't have a gamebo anymore. I went to a charity stand and luckily found a gmeboy. But I had no games. Suddenly someone cloaked wlaked past me and dropped their gameboy game, my luck I thought. I picked up the game and saw how it was comepolety black with ethe acceptionon of the words POKEMION.
I danced up and down and laughed ikn joy. The person running the yard-sale said," you sure you want that?" I replied yes. the looked vary sad. I paid with 9 $20 and ran off home. I ran into my room, my mom said "HI dear" my mom said. I overlooked her, i was so excited that everything else in the world didn't seme to exsitst. I slapped the game into my gameboy and booted up the game, it was pure black with a picture of ghose from lavender twon syndrome. I didn't mind, but then red appeared without arms eyes or leg. he ws floting and bleeding hyper-realistic blood.
I pressed start, and professor oak was sitting in a dark room, he threw a pokeball at me and a nidorina pooped out and looked scary. professer layton oak said "I must feed my pokemon." Oak threw another ball and poopped out a ghost. "NIDORINO ATACK, HORN STING." My character bled out and died. The ghost ate me. Suddenly game over appeared and the buttons on my gameboy fell out, my mom came up and snatched it away from me, throwing it away.
I am in an infyinitye loop, maybe this will break help.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Pokemon
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
My life as a Teenage Robot: Left to rust

I am a big fan of My Life as a Teenage Robot and I own all seasons on DVD. I own a T-shirt and the art book. I was sitting in my room and I ordered on amazon a copy of sonic colors, an Atomic Betty action figure, and a copy of Avengers Endgame fro Blu-Ray. I came across an item called My Life as a Teenage Robot dvd. It didn't say what season but I decided to buy it anyway. 5 days later the package came and I was very excited but I wish I hadn't bought it. I dug up my old DVD player and i hooked it up to my TV. I put the disk in the DVD player. It started off but it skipped the intro and into the episode. It started off with Jenny and her friends at the high school eating lunch. Brad was talking about his adventure saving Melody while Sheldon was trying to get Jenny to be his girlfriend. Suddenly the Cluster attacked the school resulting you guessed it Vexus trying to get Jenny to join the Cluster. This is when things got strange however. Jenny went fighting but she destroyed the school on accident. Everyone was screaming and telling her to go back to her house and never come out again. She went back and was crying but she didn't sound like she was acting anymore. she kept saying "It was all a mistake". She grabbed a gasoline tank instead of her oil can. She drank it and exploded. Tons of oily blood was on the floor and wall. The remains were at a scrap yard. The parts were rusting away like a bike in the rain. The DVD ended with a black screen. I ejected the disk and destroyed it. From that day on I didn't watch My Life as a Teenage Robot and I don't think I ever will. I'm not sure I will not sleep again after what I just saw.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Crappy ms paint drawings
Category:Shortpasta
Category:SUPR SKAREY IMAG
My life is a creepypasta...

I have been haunted, whenever I read a pasta, it comes true, The slenderman; Real. Jeff; real. The rake; he's real too. My very own creepypasta is real too. They haunt me. My explanation is that I am different than you, I am a being of a higher level. My friend, who shall remain unnamed for safety reasons, sees things like this too. Near raegen park in texas, she saw something try to claw it's way out of the old elevator and afterwards, she heard evil laughter, and saw clawmarks on the floor. We (me and my friend) are higher beings, we are dangerous. Our minds create things we imagine.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Look at me! I'm SO EDGY!
Category:Loads of Characters
Category:Beings
Category:Look ma, it's one of those creepypasta characters!
Category:Shortpasta
My little pony...

fluttershy used to be a bakery employee, but she got fired and snapped at the manager before leaving, then she became A KILLER THAT KILLS YOU IN COLD BLOOD!!!!! she killed 2 fillies and pooped and wrote "fluttershy's victory royale" with her poop....
rainbow dash works at a factory which turns ponies into RAINBOWS!!!!! i think we all know what this is referencing...
pinkie pie is a cold blooded murderer, she sometimes turns the corpses of her victims into cupcakes and feeds them to unsuspecting victims.. we all know what this is referencing...
rarity is actually a jewelry owner, only when she was 13, but she must keep it a secret. once rumors started spreading that she was a jewelry owner, she was this close to becoming a murderer but then got distracted by taco bell and ended up having explosive diarrhea.
applejack, she lives and actively works at a farm, that's it.
twilight sparkle was a magician when she was 9, using her magic in front of the crowd, until it went horribly wrong after a filly threw a cup full of water at the 9 year old magician and twilight responded by snapping at the said filly and used her magic to destroy everything.
but that's just a theory. A GAME THEORY!
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Potty Humor
Category:Shortpasta
Category:THERY
My mirror self stares back at me

I went into the bathroom to realize that my mirror reflection wasn't copying me. I was scared for plot reasons, so I decided to man up and yank it in front of the mirror to show dominance. Turns out, my reflection was gay and liked it, so I don't know what to do. I don't have much time. May God help me.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
My mom did something despicable

It was what I thought would be a normal day. I'd just come home from school - today was mother's day, so we made some colorful cards with markers and glue - and was working on my homework. We were to describe why we love our mother's and turn it in tomorrow for a completion grade.
So, I was writing on the printer paper with my colored pencil in the living room when I heard the front door creak open. "I'm home!" my mother called. I could hear some shuffling sounds before the soft thump of the door closing. I thought to myself, she must have a lot of bags. I should help her.
I put down my colored pencil and stood up, running to the door. My mom had grocery bags lining her arms, so I grabbed her work bag for her and dragged it into the kitchen. Once all of the bags were lined up on the counter, she patted my head. What a good mom. But what I didn't realize was that it wouldn't stay that way for long.
I went back to writing for my assignment as Mom put all the groceries away. I'd just about finished when she sighed to herself and said, "All done!" I heard her footsteps as she came around the corner. She walked around the coffee table and crouched in front of me. "Hey, sweetie, wanna see a magic trick?"
I nodded - of course! Maybe I'd get more than a quarter behind my ear? Maybe a dollar? I could do a lot with a dollar.
But it was different this time. She raised her hand in front of my face, her nails long, red, and sharp, like they'd been dipped in a bucket of red paint. Slowly, she placed two of her fingers in the middle and pulled.
I didn't feel anything at first. It must've been the shock that made me numb as she slowly, excruciatingly drew her fist away. Something was poking out of it, fleshy, the color of my skin. I could only watch in horror as she said mockingly, "Got your nose!"
I screamed, tears springing to my eyes, and did the only thing I could - run away, not heeding her calls for me. I could practically feel warm blood dripping down my face as I locked myself in the bathroom. All I could do was wait for Dad... he was my only chance.
But then I saw the door handle move. It went up and down, and I heard a scraping sound, as if...
And then the door swung open, my mother on the other side, lit up like an exhibit in the museum. She said something and grabbed me, walking down the hall as I struggled and putting me in her room. I didn't listen to her. I didn't want to listen to her.
She took my NOSE. I sniffled as she sighed and left, the sound weird and distorted because my NOSE was gone. Maybe when Dad got home he could get it back for me. For now, all I could do was lie on my side and cry.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
My name is Lily Madwhip, and is that Barack Obama oh my fuCKING GOD HE JUST HIT AN OLD LADY WITH HIS CAR

OH MY GOD SHE'S DYING OBAMA IS DRIVING OFF INTO THE SUNSET DO I CALL AN AMBULANCE GUYS PLEASE HELP WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:ALL CAPS
Category:LONG ASS TITLE
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
Category:One sentence
My name is MCCP

I am test subject MCCP. I used to be an ordinary teenage girl. I started having weird dreams, they made me insane. So insane, that I killed someone.
I have short brown hair, with a purple streak. I have bright blue eyes and a sprinkle of freckles on my face. I'm kinda tall for my age. My hobbies include gaming, creating music, and of coarse ....killing people.
The scientists and docters have tested me to find out what's wrong with me, but, they didn't find anything. They injected me with a liquid that was supposed to kill me, but, my body bonded with it. It turned me, into..a monster.
Whenever I kill someone, my eyes turn a blood red colour, and I get stronger , and faster and smarter.
One day, I escaped the test lab. I killed a lot of people to get out of that hell hole. The only thing of value to me was my chainsaw. It was black in colour and it had a white panda sticker on one side. It had silver blades and it would glow a pretty blue colour.
The police were after me. I ran and ran. They lost me in the woods. I walked for while. My blue converse shoes were all muddy, and my black skirt and white panda hoodie were all bloody. I need to clean up somewhere.
Suddenly, I was tackled to the ground.
(MCCP) " WHAT THE FUCK".
A boy wearing a white hoodie and black jeans held a knife against my throat. I looked at his pale white face.His eyes where black like the were burnt, and he had a smile carved into his face.
(Jeff the killer) Go to sleep.
I push him off me.
(MCCP) Now why do I have to kill such a sweet little boy ?
He stabbs my leg, I don't feel it, I am a monster after all.
I push the chainsaw against his neck.
(MCCP) I'm not so innocent now.
Someone grabbs me from behind.
Slendy: Jeff, are you ok ?
Jeff: I'm fine slendy. She caught off guard.
Slendy: and who might you be.
MCCP: I'm, MCCP and I was born a killer.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Jeff the Killer
Category:PROOF DAT SLENDURMAN EXUSTS
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Look at me! I'm SO EDGY!
Category:MARY SUE ALERT
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Title that makes babbies laugh
Category:TOTALLY NOT UNFINISHED U GUIZE
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Read by MichaelLeroi
Category:Read by HoodoHoodlum
My name is Whip Madlily and I remember things after they happen

It's not a particularly helpful gift. I still remember that time I was attacked by a killer clown back in Maine. I remember that time I was attacked in my dreams by some guy with a bunch of burns. I remember that time I went to an abandoned camp with my friends and some guy in a hockey mask attacked us. I remember a lot of bad things, but I also remember the time I found a quarter on the ground. That was nice. I wish I had more good memories, but I just remembered that I'm a zombie.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Im died
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
My neighbour's mail, to which i was a tool

the first time i got my neighbour's mail, i caught the mistake before opening the letter and was able to just dropped it over in his mail box, presumably without him ever even knowing. the second time it happened it was a parcel, to which i grabbed a knife and was about to open it when i realized it wasn't addressed to me. things happen like this to which i respond like that. it's just grammar and logic, but it might bother some people because it's awkwardly phrased.
so, my neighbour's things keep getting dropped in my box and i always manage at the last moment not to open them. until today. today i got a padded envelope with something solid inside. in my excitement, i just opened it without thinking, to which i was rewarded with a vial of black goo. 'i don't remember ordering a vial of black goo' i thought. checking the address, i realized it was my neighbour's package.
i was climbing the steps to my neighbour's porch, to which he popped out from the side of the house. to my surprise, a look of terror flashed across his face. 'it was you!' he said 'it was you who keeps leaving me those letters in my mail box!' to which i responded 'no, no you misunderstand. i just keep getting your mail and returning it to you.' to which he said 'get off my porch! i'll call the cops if i ever see you here again!'
i found out later somehow that my neighbour had an actual stalker who was deliberately using me to deliver messages to him to throw him off the track. the vial of black goo to which i was delivered? black nail polish or something, doesn't really matter.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
My neighbour is literally Hitler

==Entry 1==
It was an ordinary day in Nuevo San Francisco, California, and Hitler moved in next door, I thought the fact that he resembled Hitler was merely a coincidence, but then he began flying a Nazi Flag. It's been 8, and he has the entire town under his thumb, and it now resembles a Nazi Utopia, with Cameras, Genocide, Hitler Portraits everywhere. I must kill Hitler before he infects the rest of the world.
==Entry 2==
Today, I stole a nuke, and detonated it at the Hauptquartier des Führers, and destroyed the entire state of California, but at least Hitler's tyranny is forever destroyed.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Jornel
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
My new suit

I was wearing a very fine suit. It was black, with undershirt sticking out, and very magnificent folds that magnificently flapped out in the majestic breeze.
Today, I had a job interview, so I wore my very fine suit. I was in a hurry, so I couldn't even spend a moment of my life eating mega cheerios.
When I walked outside, everyone ran away from me. I was hurt. I was very hurt. Big crybaby tears bubbled out of my hyper-realistic eyes and I broke down. Then I got mad. I told them to go away. "Go away," I said. "Or I will call LOLSKELETONS for unofficial harassment of an innocent man."
So I kept strolling down the streets with people running away from me. I was now confused. Why were people scared of me? I shook my head and kept walking.
When I finally reached my interview place, the interviewer looked horrified. He screamed. He died. His secretary quickly yanked out a phone and called 911.
"What did I do?" I mused to myself.
Suddenly the police barged in. "Hands up sir" they say. "You are arrested for-"
"For what?" I said loudly.
Then I looked down.
What the fuck! In my haste, I had forgot to put on my pants. My long penis dangled out of my groin, and I could only just stare at it. I had a beautiful penis.
I just admire my penis.
I think you do too.
You're next.
(For the penis anyway)
Category:Trollpasta
Category:YOU'RE NEXT
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Shortpasta
My nightmare

A week ago,Ii had a very strange nightmare. It was very weird and had creepypasta characters. So let me tell you the nightmare.
I was in a bus with my classmates going to a camp building located near a plantation. When we got there, it was already night time and the room plan was one class per room. The beds there were bunk beds that can sustain 2 people each.The bed plan was 1 boy and 1 girl per bunk bed , the girl on the top bed and the boy on the bottom bed. It turns out the person who i share bunk beds with was Mark.
When i woke up in the morning, I wet the bed. I went to the bathroom but I remembered that i forgot to bring extra pants so i thought that it will just dry up. When i went out of the bathroom my classmates laughed at me so i got pissed and did the middle finger sign at them but they still laughed , and then the teacher came inside and got mad at me so i ran up to the third floor and saw BEN ,Jeff the Killer, Slenderman, and Jack Skellington. They were staring at me.
I was scared so I ran outside the building and BEN and his gang was catching up to me. I got tired and decided to rest on the plantation. BEN and his gang then caught up to me and BEN said "You wanna know the truth , don't you" I then nodded and said yes. "You shouldn't have come to this camp because all your classmates and teachers are actually ghosts and you are the only living person there" BEN said."If you need more information here's a teleporter and a video tape" BEN then told me how to use the teleporter."You just press this button to go home."
So I pressed the button and I was teleported home, only, my home was messier than before.I saw my mom there and my grandma. I asked my mom where is my dog."Peechie's in the attic" she replied.I went to the attic and saw Peechie with a Papillion dog. The papillion dog seems to hate me so much so it keeps on biting me , so i went down to the living room.I then asked my mom who the papillion dog was."That's our new dog Elizabeth" my mom said.I suddenly remembered about the tape and placed it into the tape recorder and in it was a collection of movies.
I selected a movie and i saw Mark on a skateboard. He was skating so fast that he fell into a manhole. I played the other movies and they were all death scenes of my teachers and classmates. I only had 1 move left to watch so I selected that , then there was a devil head on the screen with the text "YOU'RE NEXT."
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Zel-DUUHHH
Category:English Class Failure
Category:YOU'RE NEXT
Category:Old Shit