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The Obscure Man

So, you are walking down 5th street in New Orleans looking at all the history that goes there that was knocked down. you glance at a old raggedy house from the 19th century, flooded from the top to the bottom. You see this middle aged man walking through the kitchen just walking around obviously not realizing the water filled room that he is living in. You sprint over to the wrecked house avoiding the power lines in the puddles and yell at the man trying to wonder what the heck he is doing. You knock on the windows trying to get his attention but get no such luck. He leaves into another room and you walk back to the road wondering what the heck you just witnessed. Out of curiosity, you look back and the man is standing 10 feet in front of you, Just staring into your soul looking like he is gonna attack from you invading his space, comparable to an animal. This time he has maggots crawling through his eyes, he has a butcher's knife through his buttoned up polo shirt, you look down at his feet that has feces spread all over it and cockroaches covering his "special parts". You close your eyes for a couple seconds and BOOM! Organs and livers all over you, you wipe the blood out of your eyes to see the guys body parts everywhere and bones that made a hole in your foot. You walk away hoping to never witness anything horrifying as that ever again.
You get home and go to sleep hoping to never encounter something like that again. you have a nightmare, in it is a guy who looks like the guy you saw that day who had a wife and he murders her and burns her body in his rusty oven. You look closely at the name tag that he had on his work shirt most likely from his job, It reads "Joseph Murray". Not being able to handle it anymore you wake up and look him up on the internet. You find out other people have heard of him and there is an article about an "Obscure man murdering his wife in an oven". You read it and it says hes an urban legend not too popular from people outside New Orleans. It says a man in 2002 murdered his wife and commited suicide with a butcher's knife and haunts the house he went to and they never knew about the murder until after Katrina hit for a strange reason and now he haunts the house. 6 people have witnessed it and have reported it to authorities, they were going to search but found a strange pattern that all 6 people who have saw the man up close have died within 2 days of encountering the man. You jump up and run outside in fear and you see the man in the road 15 feet away who is walking closer. You wonder what the heck is going on but the man grabs through your chest to your heart and rips it out, he continues to maul on you until bones and parasites remain. An eye witness encounters him and sees the man and the man disappears in front of his eyes and lets out an evil laugh in the air.
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The Obviously Original Theory Concerning Eyeless Jack That Has Nothing To Do With Tampons Whatsoever

I know you all think that Eyeless Jack lost his eyes when a cat stabbed him in the eyes with a tampon, but it's not true. Tampons are a cat's kryptonite and it is physically impossible for a cat to use one in any way, shape or form.
Here's the real story, in all its glorious realness.
Once upon a time, in a magical kingdom, a king and queen were sad because they couldn't have a baby. Maleficent tried to help them out, using a magic spell to improve Queen Kierritta's likelihood of getting pregnant, but everyone was mean to her and chased her away. Actually, in the real story, she didn't even have a name. DId you know that? No, you didn't. You also didn't know about the prince's ogress stepmother who demands to eat Briar Rose's children.
Anywho, the result of that spell was a healthy baby boy they named Jack for some reason. Jack was a very happy little boy, but he had one little problem: he ripped out people's livers and ate them. Otherwise, he was perfectly normal, but nooooo, the villagers said he was "evil" and that eating the servants' livers was "wrong" and that his collection of marbles "wasn't even that impressive". So, the king and queen threw Jack out and pretended they hadn't had a child ever, moping around until the precious Briar Rose was born somehow.
Jack lived his life normally, eating the occasional liver when he wasn't working as a lumberjack. Then his stupid little sister finally turned sixteen and fell into a deep sleep. Jack fell asleep along with her because illuminati.
However, Jack didn't wake up until 2010, and it appeared that a squirrel had eaten his eyes and used his skull as a place to store nuts. Embarrassed, he stole a homeless guy's blanket and made himself a blue mask.
That's when he knew something had happened.
When he ate the homeless man's liver, he wanted to vomit; it was no longer the delicious morsel he had so fondly remembered. Horrified, he began digging through the bloody carcass, searching for a delectable organ. Heart? No. Stomach? No. Skin? No. Eyeballs? No. Testicles? Ewwww... no! Kidneys?
Jack's eyes would've exploded had they still been in his head.
Kidneys were the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.
Delighted with his newest discovery, he went to spread the word of how wonderful kidneys are. And by that I mean he eats people's kidneys. Don't look behind you.
Or the skeleton will pop out.
Naw, just kidding! It's actually Eyeless Jack. He's here for your kidneys.
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The Odd Goose

I used to have a friend named Mark. He told me a bizarre story, which can only be passed on to one person at a time.
The book was called The Odd Goose.
I can tell you nothing about the book or you will be cursed. I passed on the story to a friend, but he apparently posted it on a forum, the whole story and it became popular overnight and that's when he was cursed.
I felt bad for telling him about it, but the story is like a chainmail - if you don't pass it on, bad things shall happen. I told him about it because the goose visited me in nightmares asking for him to spread it, to one friend.
When he put it on the forum he kept getting replies from an account called The Odd Goose, telling him to 'go away quietly.'
Then the next night he mysteriously vanished and I haven't seen him since. When I went back onto the forum I clicked on the Odd Goose account. Suddenly a picture appeared of my friend in goose form. The forum page has since been deleted but I still remember the odd picture of my friend.
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The Old Cottage

There was this old cottage down the street, it had been abandoned for centuries. No one knew who had lived there in the past, the place was just a mystery.
My younger brother, Matt, wanted to explore the house ever since he was little. So I promised to take Matt there as part of his twenty-third birthday, but I would later regret doing so.
On the night of his birthday, we went there with our flashlights and cameras, we explored the old cottage.
It was an old-fashioned place, it had a wooden floor and a fireplace. The place was old and falling apart, it was infested with rats, and there was a foul smell in the air.
It was a small place, it only had a living room, a dining room, and two bedrooms. There were only four rooms in the house, but Matt told me there was an attic. So we decided to explore it, but we would later regret doing so.
We climbed the staircase up to the attic and opened the door, which made a creaking sound. We gasped when we saw that the attic floor was covered in dried blood and we saw where the blood had come from, it was a dead body.
Matt panicked when he saw the dead body and I tried to calm him down. It was the corpse of a woman who had died, she was a skeleton, she had died long ago. The worst part of it was that the skeleton was wearing a tattered, blood stained, dress. The blood on the floor was of course, her blood, but she did not have any more blood. She had bled out all of her blood before she decayed.
I saw a journal on the floor, the journal was covered in dried blood. I realized who the journal belonged to, the woman that was dead, the woman that was lying on the floor. I opened the journal and read a few entries, I found out who the woman was. The woman's name was Beatrice and she was born in 1803, her last entry was in 1826 implying that she had died in 1826 at only twenty-three years old!
This was her last entry:
The entry ended there.
Out of the shadows in the attic, the raspy voice of a man had spoken, "I see your brother! He is the age of choice, 23, now he will become one with Satan." the voice said.
I saw who had spoken, it was a strange man in a black cloak! It was the same people who had killed Beatrice! What made me even more nervous was the fact that the man in the cloak was carrying a scythe...
"DON'T HURT MY BROTHER, PLEASE DON'T!" I screamed.
The man in the black cloak swung his scythe and sliced my head clean off...
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The Old Lady

Around a year ago I was walking home from a friend who was living 4 km away from my house. I thought it was a very long long way to go, so I took a shortcut. The shortcut is a very old stone road that was haunted, but I didn't care so much about the supernatural.
I decided to walk that shortcut and so I did. After around 5 minutes I had a feeling that I was being followed by someone or something. I turned around and said "Hello, anybody there?" I was replied with silence. I started walking again, but the still the feeling was there. I began to hear footsteps and I turned around so many times without any kind of idea what it could be.
After some terrifying minutes I decided to turn around and just take the normal road home, but as I turned I heard a whisper saying "No escape" in an old lady's voice. I was so terrified that I ran away the opposite way from the exit.
I was tired of running and slowed down, but in the road there was a silhouette of an old lady. I said, "Hello." She replied with "No escape". She was suddenly gone, so I started running again, but when I was at the spot where the lady where standing I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around and then I saw that lady, but when I saw her eyes she said "I'm with you forever" and then she vanished. I ran home crying.
When I came home, my mom took care of me, I soon went to bed after some food and turned off the lights. I was on the edge of sleeping, but then I heard "No escape, no sleep, no freedom and no life" and there was the lady, the old lady from the road just staring at me. She vanished and I found a sentence scratched on the side of my bed "I see you... Forever" She has been staring at me ever since, at school, at home, and she never will stop staring. I will never take a shortcut again ever in my entire life.
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The Old Man

Do You Know The old Man Who sells Kids Possesed Evil demon Crap?, Well He Has A Story
WARNING!! THIS STORY CONTAINS REAL-LIFE EVENTS AND ACTIONS, IF YOU ARE OFFENDED, SCREW YOU
this old man was born old, infact, when he was pushed out of his mother, he was an old man, after 2 months of his birth, he started drinking prune juice and devolping hemroids, the other children would want to play, but the old man usaully just spit in their face saying "WHAT??? I CANNOT HEAR YYAA!!" 4 months later, he was sent to millitary school, he was trained by sergant hartman, and was Punched, 2 years later he sold a kid his first item, but he gave it for free, it was a magic sword, he gave it to someone called link or something, then he studied in the feilds of science in college, one day the teacher was demonstating how to summon devil spawns from hell, then it exploded and killed everyone, exept him, he got possesed, so everything he touched would be evil, 5 years later he was the top bidder/owner of storage wars, killing everybody in one season (Insert Lost Episode creepypasta here) later he became a drug dealer, and had 40 garages worldwide, each going to everyday to corrupt another kids life, he also has a factory where his evil tapes of famous shows are crafted, he then gave birth to EVIL PATRIXXX in 201X EVILL PATRIXX and the old man joined forces and started possesing more tapes and games, EVIL KERMIXXX joined in eventually too, they dress as every killer imagened to scare the crap out of creepypasta writers, Rebecka, jeff,scream, jason,saw, and alot more each day, On November 15 2012 the old man died, then got revived by satan, God deafeted satan afterwords awsell, the old man is also a part-time gay slaughterer too, smokes marijuana and crack too, THAT IS THE END, AND REMEMBER, THE OLD MAN IS IN EVERY PASTA, YOU JUST DON'T SEE HIM,
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The Old Man's Secret

We all know that Link likes to break pots. We all know that he somehow doesn't get arrested for stealing, breaking and entering, and destruction of public property. We also know that the dude at the swordsman's school in Majora's Mask has tons of stuff in his back room.
So what's in the boxes? Don't we all wonder? We know that it must be something related to swords, right? So what does he have? Everyone in town knows how he teaches you to use a sword well. And yet, he has no personal connections to anybody. So how did he get there?
Legend has it, a well-trained man in the art of sword-mastery approached a piece of land and fought his way through many enemies and powerful obstacles. He had determination, and pulled through. He came to a large cemetery, and there were 5 graves. 4 were labeled Moonchild 1-4 etc. The last one, in the center of the square, was marked Majora.
Each had a strange mask on the ground above the grave. He decided the clearing would be perfect for a town, so he moved the Moonchildren's graves to the four temples surrounding the area. But eventually, he had to deal with Majora.
So, he built a giant tower in the center of this large plot of ground and made it a clock tower. On the inside, he built a clear path up to a small burial chamber. This is where he put Majora. On the way down, most of the path crumbled, making it impossible to reach. He built the rest of the town and settled down. Eventually, word spread of the man's determination, and they came to the town, which was now called Clock Town. They settled in the town, as well as the land around the place right up to the temples. They called it Termina, the middle word in determination.
So, he taught various individuals how to use the sword properly, and stayed healthy. But then, he began seeing haunting visions, and they told him that the moon was under the complete control of the mask he had found by Majora's Grave. So, he hired an all-powerful warrior to hide it deep inside of an old temple.
Years later, a young boy, obsessed with masks and how to get them, came to Termina. He found this warrior, and he got that same mask. So he kept it as one of his most prized possessions.
Eventually, going mad, the Swordsman grew his hair out and relied on his mind's eye to see whether they were worthy of training or not. He grew his hair out so he would stop seeing visions, but they still plagued him. Eventually, he called all the doctors in the land to aid him, and they prescribed every kind of hallucinogen possible, anything but the terrible things this poor man was forced to see.
Eventually, he went mad. He would train anyone with a sword, as long as they would pay. He still takes them, as is proved by the boxes in the back. 
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The Old Slender Shed

It was a snowy holiday morning, young Billy Bob Joe and his friend Cat were booting up their SMES for hardcore action and fun.
One morning, this morning, and all around this morning, something was up, something wasn't right. It was a half past nine and a quarter to ten, something. And it started again. Cat had her favorite childhood game Super Mario 555, Electric Boogaloo, and popped it right into the amazing cart system, hearing that familiar groan and splurt from the console.
The two started it up, each one of them grabbing their Nindumbo 92 controllers, Billy Bob played as Maryo, and Cat as Loogi. The two were brought to the title screen, which was replaced with green ooze instead of bloody cat hairballs like it originally was supposed to. The two thought nothing of it, as they assumed, hey, the game and console were bajillions of years old, so they just went on.
Instead of getting the usual cutscene of Princess Big Blue Eyes getting captured by Queen Jackass, they were greeted to a hyper realistic video of Mayro and Loogi talking to each other. Loogi looks over to his brother, smiling.
"Hey Mario, did you wanna go cart racin'?" He asks, pointing back to the road.
Mario kept his crossed eyes to the road, replying with a stern: "No Luigi this awful game sucks."
"But Mario, it's my very own cart racing game, it's me, Loogi, your brother!"
"No Loogi. Piss off Loogi."
"But, you've got breaks that can break on a dime! You can stop on a dime Mario! This is better than Brooklyn!"
"Go fuck yourself"
"But, Josheez in it, JOSHEEZ COMPETING MARIO! You gotta understand! This is my moment of glory! Mario! Mario!"
The two then began sinking into the ground, as Mayro still focused on the road. With one last Mario, they sank into the ground, both of the kids dumbfounded.
What woke them back to reality was Billy Bob Joe turning into a cake. Cat decided to eat the cake slice that was once her friend, as she rode off into the sunset with all his money.
Da enn.
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The One Outside Your Door

Do you know that feeling? The one where you feel you are being watched? I know that feeling, because whenever you turn around, nobody is there; not a living creature in sight. Everyone gets that feeling.
So you do what everyone else does; you leave your room just to find that your family is all downstairs, whether it's watching TV or reading the newspaper. You feel safe knowing that you aren't alone in the house, don't you? I feel like you are saying yes.
You go back to your room to see everything the way you left it. You go back to your computer and read more scary stories or play games. But you still have that feeling; you turn around and you still see nothing. You notice that your door is open; it's making you uncomfortable so you get up and close it.
Don't close that door. Whatever you do, don't close it. For when you do, you give an opportunity for "it" to come. But, like all people, you decide not to listen to reason and shut it anyways.
You sit back down at your desktop to continue what you were doing before you closed the door. You still get that feeling, but you're to afraid to turn around; the hairs stand up at the back of your neck, you get goose bumps up and down your arms.
Don't turn around.
You hear your mother's voice calling you down for supper, ignore it. You do not want to see what is behind you. And the voice came from "it," not your mom; it's tricking you into thinking it's safe, that it's okay and that all is normal.
The one behind your door is still there, watching you as you read this. Don't turn around.
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The One Piece

So here's my theory for what the One Piece is, so you know the Main Character, correct? Well, I have a theory. What if he is THE One Piece? Like, seriously. I genuinely believe that the One Piece is Luffy. There's multiple clues littered about. As stated by that one doctor (I didn't watch one piece) nobody truly dies until they are forgotten. As Joy Boy had left behind the one piece, stating that someone would eventually fulfill his promise to fishman island. I believe that the One Piece is Luffy as his true dream is Freedom. Luffy has been foreshadowed as Joy Boy and I believe Joy Boy had shared this will with Luffy. I truly believe that the real One Piece is Luffy as him becoming the Pirate King means being the most free of all, so he would most likely spread this about until the world becomes truly united and happy, which would mean the world is united as One Piece. As Gear 5 grants him the ability to manifest his imagination into reality, perhaps once he becomes the Pirate King, he'll end up making the world TRULY free, meaning he is the One Piece. The One Piece is freedom and Luffy embodies Freedom.
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The One Time When I Pooped Myself

One day I was watching Doge memes while eating Cheerios flavored Pizza Bites when I noticed my Jerk face stomach was growling at me. I then called tech-support as I knew I had a virus. When they arrived it wasn't tech-support. It was Jeff. Not the killer, but Jeff the plumber. He wore a Mario hat and danced like he was on purple drugs as we approached the bedroom. Then my toilet called me over to the bath room. The Notes are from what happened. 
==Entry #1 May 234,620,341, 1874==
The toilet told me to see him, and it wasn't worth it. He sold me a weird looking (totally not haunted or anything) copy of Grand Theft Spider-Man 6. The game he gave me started as normal, the usaul starting up screen where you pleasure yourself with webs then gun fight. But then things got weird. First Spider-Man started chanting demonic Quotes then showed a picture of my dead body but I just assumed it was a little glitch as I was exited to play the game. Then another thing happened. My Donkey Rape flavored Cough Medicine started to puke all over Jeff the Plumber and he got mad and spontaneously combusted. My Gay Justin Beiber hair then started growing and I was eaten. 
==Entry #2 July .598 1921 ==
Teh he heh hehe he he...POOP!
This is my final gift to you guys, my anus. I hope you don't download any of my images or else he will get you. Oh GOD N-
You should have done that, Poopraper12638
You should have done that. 
AND THEN A SKELETON POPPED OUT
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