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The Mannequin

June 1st 1922
Dear Journal,
Today my mother bought a mannequin for me to put my products on in the store window. It is unusually heavy for a mannequin, but a mannequin nonetheless. I am thankful for it as I believe it will attract more women to my dress shop.
June 5, 1922
Dear Journal,
I was working at the shop today when an alarmed customer told me the mannequin was staring at her. This is strange as the mannequin has no eyes. Just a blank face. I went to check out the mannequin and it did feel like it was staring at me with intensity. Strange.
June 6, 1922
Dear Jounal,
Today the owner of the haberdashery next door went missing. Sad as we were good friends. It also seems that my mannequin has gone missing. It must be in the back.
June 7, 1922
Dear Journal,
I found my mannequin. Some horrible person dressed him in the clothes of the haberdashery owner and placed him back in my window! I am now a suspect for murder of the poor man!  Murder!  This is completely atrocious! I cannot wait until he is found!
June 15, 1922
Dear Journal,
Today they declared the poor man dead. I am the prime suspect for his murder. I am so scared! Why do the police think it was me!
July 1, 1922
No
July 3, 1922
Someone ripped a whole page out of my journal! To replace that page I will sum up the end of the month. My sister is missing. Again some cruel murderer put the clothes on my mannequin! My customers continue to tell me story's of the mannequins staring, and now moving positions to face them. I am going to take the mannequin down and sell it, it's scaring away customers.
July 4, 1922
You  regret this
July 5, 1922
Something is happening. The mannequin was moved back into its window. I hear people knocking on my door at night, my window has been cracked. I've not yet found a customer for the mannequin. I sent in an advertisement to the news but someone replaced it with the words "No no no no no no!"
July 10, 1922
My mother! She has gone missing! Everywhere in the shop I go the mannequin stares! My poor mother! Where is she?
July 17, 1922
Her clothes! My mothers clothes ON THE MANNEQUIN! I can't believe myself it took me a week to notice! I may be crazy but, I think it's the mannequin!
July 18, 1922
DIE
This journal was one of the items found in the home of the missing Mary Stanfield. Her clothes were found on the mannequin in the front of her shop. The mannequin has been sold to a new owner in the city of New York.
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The Mantra

My first pasta, hope you guys like it! Had the idea floating around my head for a couple weeks, but it's here now!
The night had just begun for Jim. He turned in his school paper, passed with flying colors, made plans for dinner with his girlfriend Kathy and overall, had a good day. Until it was time to go home, that is. You see, Jim went to night school. Going home was a rather scary affair, but his Mother taught him a mantra he used to calm himself down. While walking home, Jim began to notice odd happenings in his neighborhood. The brick buildings covered in graffiti, showed an odd piece of street art.
A skeleton, a small furry creature, and then THIS. He was stumped as to what it was for a little while. While going about his walk home, he began to see the image in many different ways. Notes, electric billboards, neon signs, it was everywhere! Repeating his mantra, Jim continued to walk home, head low and heart fearful. What was this thing he had seen? He repeated the mantra once again until he began to hear footsteps. They got louder and louder until he could barely hear himself think over them.
He turned around and saw a man. But the man's head was... Oddly distorted. Like it was underwater or something to that effect. It was also elongated, and something I can only describe as... Pixelated. After seeing this thing, Jim calmly looked at it, relieved, and said "Oh good, I was right.", before opening the door to his house and going to bed. His mantra, you may ask?. "It was probably just a glitch."
And then a skeleton popped out.
But come to think of it.
It was probably a glitch too.
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The Mario Dream

I went to bed really late last night. I was super tired. A strange dream came to me when I was going through REM sleep. I was playing a Mario game, and the title screen was playing sort of like Super Mario World's title would play out. But during the title, Mario died. I knew this wasn't supposed to happen, because the game restarted itself and started playing the title again, but this time it looked started going glitchy and things were appearing the the sky, with the music sounding slightly down an octave. Mario died again and the game reset again. The title screen popped up and there was no floor for Mario to stand on, so he just fell and died. The game restarted, and the music was starting to sound terrible. It was deep and evil sounding, and Mario was walking through a glitchy world, and in the sky I saw a giant winking Mario head. I tried to take a picture of it, but it wouldn't let me. No matter what I did, I couldn't take a photo of the winking Mario head. Mario kept walking, and started to enter a black void. He turned around to try and run, but the void started sucking him in. He flew back and died again off the screen. After that, nothing happened. I woke up in a panic and I felt myself getting the chills. 
Mario... was dead.
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The Marselo Lottery Incident

It was a warm, Friday evening. As per usual, I was gaming on my PC. As I noticed, I had no moeny. I had no way to get money fast. So there was only one thing I could do. Enter a lottery. I went out into the nearest Wal-Mart Supercenter and got a lottery card. I turned on the TV later tonihg t to see the winning numbers. I got them, I won the $50 Million prize. But it said for the winner to go to a certain address. I got in my car, wrote down the address, and drove over. It was a 4 hour drive, but I finaly arrived. It was dark, and empty. It was a small shack in the middie of the desert. When I entered, the door closed behind me. I was stuck in there. I heard breathing. Heavy brething. I turned around and saw what looked like Marselo. But his eyes were red, his hands were bloody, his teeth were disgusting. "I will make you never seen again! Ehoho!". I screamed and ran away into the basement, but he cased me into the basment. He could run fast with his Gucci Brand Shoes. I was corned, nowhere left to run. Marselo had taken another life.
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The Marvelous Misadventures of Flapjack - Bootleg

We all know Flapjack. That little blonde haired boy on Cartoon Network. Always annoying Captain K'Nuckles and such. Well, there is an episode that the animators left out, and it is very disturbing.
Flapjack got cancelled a bit ago, and the animators wanted to end the series with a shocking episode. But didn't. They made a bootleg of the final episode but never released it because it was viewed by a small audience. I was in the audience. I knew one of the animators, and he let me in to a special screening. What I saw was unimaginable.
The cartoon started normal, with the intro and such. The Title Card for the Episode was "Goodbye Flapjack." Just a simple text with a black background. Instead of a silly song playing to show the titlecard, there was no sound, but a faint whisper. I couldn't make out the whisper, but I think it might have said, "Goodbye Flapjack..."
The beginning showed Flapjack skipping around the dock. K'Nuckles stops him. And says something in Latin. I think it was "subsisto cursor inter navale" which means: stop running around on the dock. Good thing I took Latin in high school. Flapjack started to laugh very creepily. Then, he glared at K'Nuckles with a blank expression.
Then, Bubbie comes swimming towards them. Bubbie spoke normal and said, "What's going on? K'Nuckles are you telling Flapjack what to do?" K'Nuckles then started to laugh. Very maniacally. Flapjack looked very sad. Bubbie started to yell at K'Nuckles. "STOP LAUGHING!" Then everyone in the cartoon stopped. It was silent. Flapjack stared at the screen with a blank stare. Then there was static for 10 seconds.
The scene went back to the dock. Flapjack moped towards the candy shop, with a realistic sad looking face. He walked into the Candy Shop. There was no one. It was dark. Flapjack sat down and started to cry. Then, Peppermint Larry walked out of the back room. 'What's wrong Flapjack?' Flapjack glared at Pete with a very Hyper-Realistic Face. It was very demented. He ran out of The Candy Shop and ran towards the dock.
K'Nuckles was sitting at the dock. Flapjack came running past him. Flapjack then jumped into the sea. Bubbie started to chase after him screaming, "NO BABY! NO!" The screen shows Flapjack sinking to the bottom. The whole town looked from the dock. K'Nuckles started to laugh. Bubbie grabbed Flapjack's corpse from the sea and threw it on the dock. Bubbie then looked at K'Nuckles. "HE'S JUST A LITTLE KID! K'NUCKLES! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Then one of the citizens said, "It's too late." The doctor looked at Flapjack. He then said in a very low, realistic voice: "He's dead..."
All the citizens walked away. The episode ended with Bubbie crying next to Flapjack. K'Nuckles left also. The screen fades out. It stays black for 1 minute. The Screen flashes Flapjack's dead, mangled body, gasping for air. Then, it started to flash very creepy pictures of Flapjack. It said at the bottom the screen:
Rest in Peace Flapjack.
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The Mask Man

There’s this strange thing lurking around in the city’s, but do you know who’s under the mask? The Thing is actually a human called Robert Heinous. He lived in the city of New York, there he was bullied, beaten and mocked.. How did all of this happen? 
So here’s a summary, Robert lived with his parents and sisters, brothers. He was mocked by his parents for not being perfect, but Robert didn’t care. He continued living life, in not even one month later his parents divorced. That put Robert in the middle, he didn’t know how to handles a situation like this. He went to school, there he was bullied so much that he considered not living, he was forced to move schools because of this. In Saturday he went to a shop, there was this mask and hoodie added onto it! he loved it, His parents (or dad), didn’t like it. His dad thought it was demonic so he denied buying it, but young Robert sneaked the costume in the grocery bag without paying it! In his home, Robert noticed it was adult sized so he hided in the darkest basement he could find.
Once he was a teenager he was already in high school, there he met his crush from middle school, Sarah looked at Robert, then went back to texting someone. He smiled nervously and went back to his period, then a fire was spreading all over the school. The fire alarm went off and every student was running for their life, Robert was one of them. One of the students accidentally shut the door right in front of Robert, Robert shouted out at the students, they ignored him. He got stuck and the fire burned out half of his shirt, Robert, now looking like a zombie snapped. The students shutting down the door was the final straw. He broke the window and was pissed. He went to his home and got out his costume he’s been saving up until now, he putted it. He heard some noises upstairs and walked upstairs. Robert now mentally insane, grabbed a nearby knife and stabbed his sister which was 14, and was the spoiled one. He felt so much happiness that he decided to kill the whole family. His father saw the body of the deceased sister and snapped, “Why are you like this! I should’ve thrown youto a foster home”. Robert pissed the fact that his father probably didn’t care about him cut him opened and smashed his face into a wall, he grabbed a lighter and burned down the house. “Yes, Yes! Finally I can be free from this hell!” Robert heard screams and shrugged it off, he exited this house and became later know as Mask man.
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The Masked Mystery

Do you like the dark? well I am pleased if you do. question is, are you aware of what the dark is made of? of course you would answer "the darkness or the insufficient light"but tell you what...
that is not all...
do you feel safe at this very moment? do you think you're alone? well guess what, you aren't. there is something or..."someone" watching you. and that someone is me. konnichiwa, watashi no namae wa Masuku No Nazu desu. let me translate, "Hello, My name is Masked mystery or Masuku No Nazu." i am simply watching you at this very instant from your window..oh! im right beside you now, but if you turn around i'll be gone.
you cannot hear me. you cannot see me but soon you will. you cannot touch me but i can. but you can feel my presence, the cold, the darkness and the moon light from your window.
i shall tell my story soon... I assure you, you're not safe. you are definitely not protected. everyone and you are gonna disappear soon. you cannot escape me because i am the dark. i am your guardian angel and devil because i can make you see heaven or hell right now if i wish to.
wait till midnight and you shall feel my presence but much more stronger. it doesn't matter if your house is well lighten because when there is light, there is also darkness lurking.
OH AND.... I SEE YOU
let me sing you your one last lullaby that you'll hear...
"Everything is not what it seems to be..
Everything is good except for me..
my goal is to simply find you,
and maybe annihilate you too..
I hope you sleep well tonight
i shall see you in midnight,
i'm watching every step you take
and every single move you make..
Look around you and you might see
Something black which is me...
Oh dear sweet child that lay awake look at the time,
it's almost midnight, soon the clock shall chime.
Children tonight, peacefully sleeps.
sad people tonight, stay up and weeps.
I shall roam the darkened street..
Killing people that i shall meet..
I am haunting your dreams...
delightfully enjoying your screams..
How fun this insane world is...
There shall be no person alive that i will miss..
Turn off your lights and fall asleep..
Good night, you'll never wake up in your endless sleep..
till next time i'll see you"
Goodnight...
Sleep tight...
I will kill you at midnight...
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The Masterpiece

This is a msterpiece
please don't respect it.
This is a masterpiece 
please don't revere it.
This is is a masterpiece
please don't repeat it.
You are a dipshit 
please don't forget it.
You are a fuck tard 
please second guess it.
You are an idiot
a shit sniffing idiot
a self obsessed idiot
but maybe you'll grow out of it.
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The Meaning of Life

We all ask ourselves sometime what the meaning of life is. It is indeed not an easy question to answer, as we all might come to different conclusions, and thus we can not come to a consensus as to what the true meaning of life is. However, thanks to the latest technology, scientists have supposedly found the true meaning of life. Although many might disagree, there is no denying this is real factual proof of what the meaning of life truly is. No doubt about, the world will be in chaos when this gets on the news and newspapers all over the world. A simple answer, with a devastating outcome. 
The answer, is 42.
42 is love, 42 is life.
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The Melodic Thumping

This is a warning, for those who wish to heed it. Do not listen to it's cry, for it's promise of a better life and soul are lies. What am I talking about you may ask? Well... Here's my story...
One day, I was watering my garden, BUT THAT'S NOT IMPORTANT RGHT NOW. Anyways, I was on my usual walk through the city, the repulsive smell of gasoline invaded my nose, but I ignored it, for I was having a simply wonderful day. That's when I heard... "It", the sound that would take away my freedom. 
The sound was... Odd, in other words, it was hard to explain. It sounded like a melodic electronic thumping, whatever it was, it caught my interest. 
Moments after I heard the weird "music", my legs started acting strangely, they started taking me in a different direction, I couldn't control where I was going! 
That's when I noticed something strange, most of the people in the surrounding area were going through the same troubles as I was! I noticed something else to, they were all men! 
"What kind of predicament did I get myself into?" I said thinking to myself. 
The other men had a zombified look on their faces, as if they were in a trance. 
It didn't take very long to get to the destination our legs wanted us to reach, oddly enough, it was a Malt Shop. The Malt Shop was also the source of the melodic thumping. After reaching the shop, all of the men peeked inside the window, trying to see inside of the establishment. Now that I was closer, I could make out some lyrics that went along with the melodic thumping, these lyrics forever turned me into the zombie that you see today, the singer is unknown...
"My milkshake brings the boys to the yard,
And they're like,
It's better than yours, 
Damn right, it's better than yours,
I can teach ya, but I have to charge."
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The Melon Man

Melon makes man- *groans* Melon makes man mad! Melon makes man maaaaaaaad! AHHH! Huuuaah! *stabs melon with screwdriver* man makes melon- *groans of struggle* manandthemelonandthe melon makes the man. Who makes the melon if the man makes the melon? Who are you? Who are you working for? WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR? Does the melon make the man? *while prancing around* Who makes me mad? The melon makes me mad. laughs WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?? *punches melon* Who makes the melon man? The man is melon the man. Who did it? Who did it? Who is the mest man if there is no melon to eat the melon? And who eats the man with the melon? My lord is the man. MeLon? Or is the melon... no. Who sees the man into the light of day. WHOOO keeps the melon to the melon's man? Well the melon man can. Who is the man, the myth, the melon man? *throws melon on shower floor* Melon man, melon man. *throws melon again* The melon man. The melon- *rips melon in half* AHHHHH THE MELON MAN! HAHAHAHAH! I AM THE- *bites melon* I AM THE MELON MAN! I did what melon man say HE CAN DO! This is my man and this is my melon! Thank you for your sacrifice melon man! For I will now *munches on* melon become you. Melon man. Melon man. I am the melon man. I AM the melon man. The melon man is who I am.
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The Meme Monster

I was on my computer one day during a thunderstorm. My mom always told me not to because it'd fry the circuits of something, but what does she know, RIGHT? Then, a lightning bolt struck my house! I saw the electricity travel into my computer. Then there was a loud bang and the computer started making a whirring sound.
My computer started to shake, and the screen blew out. A figure emerged from the wreckage of my gaming rig. "WHAT THE FRICK!" I yelled. "THAT COSTED $38!" The figure made gurgling sound, then wiped the bits of my once-HD LCD screen from its face. I gasped in horror. It was Pepe the Frog. Or it looked like it, anyway. It was Pepe's head, on top of a muscular body that seemed all too familiar. "That's... his body..." I murmured. My mother had come into my room, hearing the commotion. "Who's body?" She asked me. I never got a chance to answer. The creature sprouted two extra limbs, holding trumpets. "JOHN CENA!" Yelled the abomination in from of me. The trumpets began to play his iconic theme, seemingly by themselves. It was at such an earsplitting volume that I instinctively covered my ears. My mother ran out of the room, crying.
I filled with rage. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" I screamed at it. It looked at me and, in one of the most obnoxious voices I've ever heard, said "DEEZ NUTS! HA GOT EM!" The I realized that this was a literal personification of Internet memes. I turned around a puked. It was too much. I needed to stop it before it started to terrorize anyone else. I grabbed the closest thing to my left, a large, hardcover book. I chucked it at the beast. It swallows it whole. "KNOWLEDGE!" Exclaimed the terrible thing before me. It spit the book out at me, hitting me in the leg. I screamed. I grabbed something else. An Chicago Cubs baseball cap. It threw that. It caught the hat on its head. I watched as my hat morphed into a fedora, and the creature grew a neckbeard. "M'lady." I pissed my pants in fear. Then I heard heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. It was my father. He was holding a sledgehammer.
He brought the hammer found on the hellspawn's head. It screamed in pain. A chunk of brain went into my mouth. I started coughing, but it was too late. Every meme in existence flashed trough my head. My vision began to fade. The last thing I saw was a skeleton popping out if my closet.
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The Merry Magical Mogwais Muffin Myrribon

The scene is set. Walter is meeting with Lindner in the living room of the apartment. We then see inside Travis' room. It is bare, with only one poster on the wall: a victorian era advertisement for a special magic prophylactic. Travis can be seen hunched over his desk. We then see his hands, they are caressing a large, sharp, butcher knife. It was made by Kraft. On Travis' desk, we see a taxidermy of a small animal-- the rare Australian Potoroo. It's innards appear to have been removed, and the stomach area is cut open. Travis then abruptly gets up, walks to the door, and leaves.
We're back in the living room now: Walter is still meeting with Lindner, and Ruth is in the background masturbating. Mama is attempting to make Ramen Noodles in a coffee pot, with no success. Travis, with a deranged, toothy smile on his face that reveals all two of his missing teeth, walks up to Lindner. Suddenly, he grabs him by the neck, and plunges the butcher knife into Lindner's neck. Travis then gyrates the knife inside Lindner's neck. He then proceeds, taking great care, to reach in and pluck out Lindner's Adam's apple. He knaws on it with his teeth. Then, he tosses Lindner aside, moves for the door, and opens it. Before he leaves, he says, his eyes lighting up, "Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition!"
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