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The Story of Kanye West

After a long day of work, Kanye West goes to his Kanye Nest to take his Kanye Rest. He wakes up feeling his Kanye Best. Then he'll get Kanye Dressed on his Kanye Vest to go on a Kanye Quest. He goes to church and becomes Kanye Blessed, then to a hotel room to be a Kanye Guest. Then to school to take his Kanye Test. He forgot to brush his teeth. Did he run out of Kanye Crest? His neighbor stole it, what a Kanye Pest. He then puts on some axe for some Kanye zest and goes to the bar puffing out his Kanye chest. Gets drunk into a Kanye mess and goes home to the the Kanye West part of town. He realized his life was a wreck, and was feeling a little Kanye depressed. "My life sucks he Kanye digressed. He decided to get some Italian to he flew to Kanye Trieste. He got some pasta and started to Kanye digest. You should get some Kanye rest his wife Kanye pressed. Instead he went to a Kanye fest. He then realized he needed to go to Dallas for his competition, so he went to the airport and hopped on Kanye southwest, got some Kanye rest, and the next morning was feeling ready for his Kanye contest. Or at least he Kanye guessed. On the day of the competition he was feeling a little Kanye stressed. But in the end the judges were Kanye impressed. For his performance he was awarded with the Kanye chest, clearly identified with the Kanye crest. There ends the story of Kanye West.
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The Story of PATRIXXX According to...Fuck I Forgot

Y'know when EVIL PATRIXXX first showed up on earth,
People be like, "AW SHIT WE DED!"
And EVIL PATRIXX be eatin them sayin,
"Well ya are right." So EVIL PATRIXXX went around killin watchin and eatin people,
And he pissed off some Jews and they were like,
"LET'S GET HIM CRUCIFIED!" So they took him to the Romans.
And the Romans were like,
"Crucify EVIL PATRIXXX!"
And they were like crucifyin' him and shit,
And one day EVIL PATRIXX cried out,
"Gioerutyoirty, Gioerutyoirty. Hoeryotrutyhrotyuroprwtlkeotieyhtoejv." Which was like the Trollamaic translation of,
"Myself, myself. What the fuck am I doin here?" And EVIL PATRIXX was like,
"Well, I'm ded." And EVIL PATRIXXX died for your sins.
HA! Just kidding, EVIL PATRIXXX can't die.
So EVIL PATRIXXX jumped off da cross and started hittin all dem people with it then he crucified them and was like,
"Well, I'm hungreh." So EVIL PATRIXXX ate everyone and his disciples weren't there to share his story because he killed them.
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The Story of Weird Ozzy

Once upon a time in the 1920s there was a guy named Ozzy. He usually spends his time at a club called Ye Olde Creepysalad Wikiatory. Then he got promoted to work at the wikiatory. He had to kick many people out for vandalizing the club. His parents names are Momma Ben and Daddy Xan. The both thought he was really crazy so they took him to the mental hospital. On a piece of paper he wrote "RUN RUN RUN RUN FROM THE BAN YOU ARE BANNED". Everyone was shocked about it. 
The next day Ozzy was missing. His parents called Ozzy's uncle Cleric to tell them about the disappearance. Xan, Ben, and Cleric drove for hours and could not find anything. The police then started an investigation. The next day Ozzy was found and had many cuts and bruises on him. Ozzy was fixed up but he is still weird. Ozzy died on May 11, 1959. Today Ozzy's great grandson Maverick (last name omitted) works for a newer version of the Creepysalad Wikiatory called Creepypasta Wiki.
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The Story of Wogalo

Let me tell you the story of Wogalo. One day, SpongeBob was at the Krusty Krab, when he noticed a mysterious customer at the front door. He was very large and circular. He introduced himself as "Wog". He ordered 63 octillion Krabby Patties and 2 salads. SpongeBob made his order in a couple of hours. Wog was so nice to SpongeBob he came over to his house and told him his name was actually Wogalo. SpongeBob said, "That is a very nice name you got there!" Shortly after, SpongeBob was found dead in his pineapple, with 47 stab wounds and blood encompassing the entire pineapple. Squidward had this to say, "I never liked that Sponge anyways." Wogalo was never found guilty of the murder due to a technicality in Bikini Bottom's homocide laws. Wogalo was a very rich business man and could afford the best lawyers available who found said loophole. Wogalo went on to live the rest of his life, while the Sponge was remembered by the rest of Bikini Bottom. What happened to the Krusty Krab without SpongeBob? With no fry cook, the business went bankrupt and Mr. Krabs killed himself due to severe depression from the lack of money. Patrick also spiraled into depression and ended up stabbing himself in the heart, however he survived. He now lives on life support remembering his dearest best friend who was murdered in cold blood. Thank you for listening to my story.
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The Story of a Conspiracy Theorist

==The Early Years==
William Johnson Trilby was born on October 17th, 1958, in Charleston, West Virginia. His dad, sadly lost his wife in 1960. Will was only 3 at the time, and did not understand why his dad was so sad all the time. In 1964, Will's father was drafted into the army to fight in the Vietnam War. This made Will very sad, and it was very hard for him. Will's father, Claude, did not come back, and this left Will devastated.
==A Growing Hatred==
When William graduated collage, he decided to pursue his dream job of being a journalist. His first article was about his (at the time small) frustration with the government. But, his article was deemed too touchy. William broke into a great depression, and, upon stumbling into a small tavern in the deep Chicago ghetto, he started to make a living upon rambling about his great hatred for the government.
==More Recent Times==
Nowadays, William, (known to his internet fans as "truthhunter1337") has made a website dedicated to spewing bull-shit theories about the government being evil because the have an all-seeing eye on the dollar bill. In addition, he also host monthly shows in taverns across the country. Unfortunately, William has been diagnosed with asperger's syndrome. But, he keeps going on with his life. He also is very happy to announce his new book, "Coming Out of My Brain-Washed Shell."! $11.99!
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The Story of my Neighbor's Dog

NO Y U READ STOP PLEEEEEEEEASE!!!
Ok so there was mein neighbor's house. We never seen each other that much there was an old man with a big beard and his wife who was my age (I'm 17 ok?) so I was outside trying to catch a grasshopper for my mama's pudding and dog came up to me with a letter and ran away . I don't know hoe to read so I got my mama 2 reads it 4 me and she got real sad i ask "What matter?" and she scream "HELP PUDDING!" 
I go and seen a camera in the road- that's weird I thought i checked out that pichurs and most of them r ov the neighbor's wife but one was of PATRIXX so I diead and then I came back 2 my house after death and seen dog of my neighbor and said to him "what do?" and the dog went 2 th woods and seen dead people. I said "Well shucks someone must have not liked it here" and dog turned into demon man and i got really scared and so I ran but he ran faster and I go inside an Mama said "I finish pudding! U eat?" I said "Sure and she said "U EAT OUTSIDE!!" I said "No there's a a demon man" she got mad and flushed pudding down the drain. I asked God why but get no reply and Mama said "MAKE NEW PUDDING U HELP K?" I said "K"
I find her the grassopper and seen the dog with a head of the old man who lived next door. I screamm and threw all the grasshoppers at the dog and he died and I was like WOW!!!" then Patrixx said "That's not supposed to happed my son, let's get you somewhere that's not safe." I was like "NO! DON'T DO THAT!" i dthen appeared in the neighbor's house and the old mand was there and the dog to . We had an orgy and the dog ate me and the old man died. 
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The Story of the Lost Wiki

It was a dark and scary night, and it happened in a night, just like this one, in a forum, just like this one. Thankfully I was the only one to survive this monstrosity in order to tell this story, so I felt like I was obligated to tell my story. 
It all started when I was typing on the original Trollpasta Wiki. Let's call it Trollpasta Wiki version 6.66. I was looking at the forums and LOLSKELETONS wrote a post, he was saying that trollpastas needed serious quality control. He said he was going to start a massacre, a purge as he said of deleting pastas. 
Naturally I thought, well LOLSKELETONS is a piece of shit anyway. I proceeded to write a piece of shit pasta immediately. 
Boy was that a mistake.
Suddenly when I finished the pasta and published it my screen cut to black.
Godzillafan1 suddenly appeared on the screen.
"HOLY HELL!" I screamed. I was panic stricken and I began to try to run. Godzillafan1 said "STOP CHICKEN!" "What did you just call me?" I replied. "Chicken." Godzillafan1 retorted and then he heckled for a while. "NOBODY CALLS ME A CHICKEN." Godzilla fan on the screen suddenly tied me up. I said "What did I do to you?" Godzillafan1 and all the other admins appeared they all laughed and LOLSKELETONS said. "You've been writing all of these shitty pastas, and now you're about to get purged. "What am I going to do?" Said I. "Frankly my dear I don't give a damn." Said Godzillafan1 "All of the people in the trollpasta community were all massacred." Replied LOLSKELETONS. "Now we're gonna delete you!" They all said. "NO WAIT!" I yelled at the top of my frail Lungs. "I can do a job for you guys if people keep posting shitty troll-pastas, I can intervene and warn them with this very post." They all said "It will be done." 
So whatever you do write good pastas or else having a pasta deleted, means you'll die.
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The Strange Kid

One night. I was talking with some friends on discord. Casual stuff. Games, school and things. We got bored so we decided to do things to humor ourselves out of boredom. Some of us turned on their camera and some didn't. This one guy. I won't give the name for personal purposes. He was doing some faces, poses. It was disturbing. Very. It was like his face was mutated. It looked like some of a monsters. That didn't happen very often too. He started acting different. He was switching moods. Doing disgusting and terrifying things. I can't get them out of my head. After a short time i heard screaming in his microphone. I just thought it was kids playing. Until i saw it.. It was a kid. In his room. His face started becoming.. Distorted. Then. He grabbed the kid and.. Ate his head. Like literally. Not the whole head but a section of it. It was half eaten. Then he turned his face to the camera. Blood on his mouth and hands with a grin from ear to ear. Then my PC closed. I'm still scared of what happened. He stopped being online after that. I even heard a kid had gone missing.
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The Strange List

I came back home from bro-ing with Josh and the other bros, it was a typical normal sunny day. The sun was shining down and it brilliantly illuminated, with exuberance, the topographic shimmering nature of the iridescent walls that coalesced to make up the structure known as my house (home dwelling).
I walked into my room, ready to watch some TV and maybe play some video games, but there was a piece of paper laying down there on my bed. I walked up to it and read it.
I read it out loud. The words I spoke from the list, which was written down on the piece of paper as well, were said out loud.
The paper read:
#Always remember to brush your teeth.
#Always remember to sleep at night.
#Always be polite to strangers.
#If the UNFLUMKBPLAK monster emerges from inside your bed, recite your favorite Edgar Allen Poe(m).
#Turn the TV off between the 11:42PM and 11:59 PM (Otherwise keep it on, but only on CNN)
#Never question your elders.
#Always remember to brush your teeth.
#Ignore this entire list and do the opposite.
#Ignore number 8 (this takes precedence)
#Actually turn the TV off between 11:02PM - 12:02AM, but otherwise keep it on and IT MUST BE ON CNN and no other channel.
#DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES READ THIS LIST OUT LOUD
OMG I realized as I realized that I was reading the entire paper out loud the ENTIRE TIME.
The sky turned RED and I felt a 'wicked terror sensation' in my bones (wicked terror sensation is copyrighted from my Wattpad story Princess Emiliru & The Kingdom of the Sponge Mistresses - Book One, if you wanna know more about it you can check out that story)
My "sister" emerged from around the corner and she was laughing, but it wasn't really my sister. She suddenly morphed into a text message that flung into my room and landed on the ground next to my bed.
It read:
"Did you forget to turn on CNN? ;)"
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The Strangest Mail Order Catalog Purchase I've Made

I was staying at my parents' house over the weekend. I had just got back from a stressful few finals week at college and needed to take a break. My dad was showing me his old collectables from the attic, when he came across something he didn't recognize. It was an old-timey novelty catalog filled with various knick-knacks and pranks. Clipped to it was a letter he had written as a child that he intended to send in when he got old enough. He wanted the "magical mini T-Rex", which claimed to be alive, a surviving relic from the your very own prehistoric pet! My dad and I were always troublemakers, so he hatched a plan: he was gonna take his old letter and mail it in and see what happened. 
We both figured it was gonna bounce back. However, a few days later, we were awoken by the sound of the doorbell and the deliveryman outside. "Mr. ____?" He said, holding up a package that seemed to be bouncing around frantically in his hands. My dad took and and brought it inside, noticing the return address matched the novelty shop from days earlier. He was astonished! They were still operating almost 50 years later!? On it was a note to "not use a sharp blade" and to "be extremely careful". He used his hands, and to out entire family's shock, out popped a living, breathing, miniature Tyrannosaurus Rex. Straight out of prehistory!
The little creature was extremely needy for attention. At first, we thought it was adorable. The neighbors were astonished. Soon, everyone from around the neighborhood came to check out this marvel of modern science. But, as the days went on, the constant attention was making us weary and annoyed. We got news trucks, journalists, and sometimes just random tourists. I wanted to be back in my dorm, alone and in solitude. It was a vicious cycle. We would hear a knock, open the door. get on the floor. Everybody walked the dinosaur.
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The Stream of Conscious Piss

I walked into the bathroom and unzipped my pants, pretty gneiss pants, good seams, and took out my cock. I took out my cock and put it back in the coop for hiding in my pants.
I took out my weewee and started taking the piss out of it. Johnny got sad and shrank away. Then I opened my bladder and peed and the pee came out.
But the pee was sentient and started shooting the shit with me but the shit died and its brown blood ran out from the bullet holes and now poppy blood is all over my bed help im drowning
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The Stroke of Midnight

The clock strikes twelve; it's midnight. Sitting at your computer, you scroll through long threads on forums so ungodly that it chills you to the core to read. 
In the darkness, nearly pitch black and only lit by your dim computer screen, you hear the sound of footsteps. Your heart begins to beat fast, faster and faster until you realize... It's your roommate, getting up to get a snack. 
Breathing a sigh of relief, you relax once again, but the horror is not done with you... It comes fast, in a flash, only taking four or so seconds to let out it's deafening screech though it does not need any longer...
"AVAST! VIRUS DATABASE HAS BEEN UPDATED!"
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The Strung-Up Man

Barely a trio of centuries ago, the Midlands of England were unchecked and divided, the governmental decisions in London barely reaching its villagers. In one of these forgotten villages, a young butcher's son murdered his father with his very own cleaver, supposedly out of self-defence. But so what of that? In this world of law, if you kill, you shall be killed. Who was it that coined the simple phrase, "tough"?
He was but a boy: mortal, scared, and weak. In barely an hour, the hostile locals ran him down and captured his terrified form. They dragged him to the village centre by his bruised, aching ankles, where a thief of the market flew back and forth, tied by his neck and noose to the local oak. As the boy kicked and screamed, he stared deeply into the eyes of the rotting thief, his foul eyelids still open in mockery of death. A noose was thrown onto his neck, the crowd cheering at the sight of yet another being meeting his demise in this sleepy midland village. And as the boy was pulled up by the farmers and workers, flopping and gurgling in desperation, five painful words were formed:
"He... made... me... do it!" Crack. The villagers let go of the noose pulley and caught it again at the last second, halting the boy's descent and snapping his slender neck loudly.
Those last words became a legend within the village, many children pondering the purpose over fires and tables. Some claimed it was just hysterics, others believed more.
A legend had shrouded the village years beforehand, with the claim that whenever a man was hung at their great oak, he would be given the honour of choosing who will be next to join him. At his leisure and apparent joy, the strings that sustain him will slither through the night. The strings will find you at the kitchen sink, maybe getting a drink or a cheeky midnight snack. The strings will grasp onto your body, and harness your arms and legs as if you were its ragdoll. The strings will make you go for your kitchen knives, your rolling pin, whatever it can muster. Then the strings will have one night they'll never forget.
"But I don't deserve this condemnation!" They hear you cry.
"Tough."
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The Studio Audience in My Head

One day when getting in bed, I bonked my head on the bedframe. As soon as that happened I began to hallucinate voices in my head and a live studio audience in my peripheral vision. I went to 5 different doctors but they all said this was completely normal and not in any way strange.
At first it was great, loud haunting voices plagued my everyday life and it truly let me vent my frustrations. When I looked at /r/adviceanimals there was a nonstop stream of deafening laughter. When I got hungry I told a bad joke and they would throw popcorn at me to eat.
But soon it became a terrifying problem. Soon the voices began to become evil. I was taking a shower and then they started moaning and saying things like "yeah, just like that you slut" and I when I went to poop they all started to cheer. Again my doctors said this was 100% normal.
Later, my boyfriend died in a completely unrelated accident. The voices all began to cheer and laugh because that is evil. Too bad this is all completely normal when someone has a concussion. Guess I'll just get used to it.
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The Suicide Channel

I was diging through my adic until I found a SD card that instead of haveing a label it had a small peice of tape that said Wii Games written in marker. So I put it in my wii and explored it.
I almost noticed all of them except for one named Suicide Channel. I left  the SD channel and checked the Data manegment in wii settings and noticed that the channel took 666 Blocks so I decided  to start the channel and This is where it got weird. The channel title was written in blood  and instead of saying start it said Leave Now and DIE, so I decided   to press Die
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The Suicide of Koromo

It started off as a normal summer day. I had just got out of school, eaten lunch, played a video game. It was a perfectly fine afternoon, until I discovered... that tape... that horrible, dreaded, evil tape...
I was walking down my block when I saw one of my neighbor's was having a yard sale. As I inspected the for sale items, I saw an interesting tape that caught my eye. It said "Saki Lost Episode" on it. I was interested, because I've never heard of that anime. It only took 30 cents to buy it. I took it home, brought it up to my attic, and hit play.
It started normal. The intro theme played. Suddenly, it cut to static for about half a second. I raised my eyebrow, but figured it was just the tape. Then it cut to a title card called "Koromo's suicide.avi". Not only was I creeped out by the title, I was wondering why it had a file extension on the end. Suddenly, it cut to a sidewalk. Then, a girl appeared and she was, no shit, even sexier than Jessica Alba and Marilyn Monroe combined. I guessed this was Koromo. She had blonde hair and bunny ears. She then walked up into an apartment building, and entered a dimly lit apartment room. She got in the bed, somehow in her pajamas, and tucked herself in. Suddenly, another smexy blonde girl came in. Her name was Touka, as stated by the subtitles. Touka then began to read a very disturbing poem to Koromo, from a book. I could feel the air get cold and the tension rise in the room.
Koromo looked visibly scared. She looked sleep depraved, and her realistic eyes were bloodshot. Suddenly, for half a second, it cut to a hyper realistic version of Koromo. Touka continued to read, her face getting more and more deformed as she continued. She was almost finished with the poem, and I dreaded what would happen next. Touka's sharp toothed mouth opened, and her hair formed in a Medusa shape, signaling the end of the poem. Still reading, she chanted out the dreaded ending of the poem... the words which will be stuck in my head forever... those dreaded words:
"AND THEN THEY ALL FUCKED."
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