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The Cursed Video

It all started one day when I was watching some YouTube Poops and I saw a video response called 'SCARIEST ZELDA CDi POOP!!!1!!!!!ONE!!!!!' so I watched it and everything was normal and I thought that's not scary. But I was WRONG. I was about to click the red X to close IE9 but then something made me want keep watching when I did, it showed Impa. She was not normal she had no eyes just empty sockets with blood coming out where her eyes should be. The video was like that for about 30 seconds when she turned to the screen and said "I'M COMING FOR YOU" then she turned back to Zelda and then let out a hellish scream it sounded like she was being decapitated, burnt alive and being spit on all at the same time. Then it showed Zelda. She looked as if she had been to hell and back bits of flesh were falling off her and you could see bones sticking out of her. The scary thing was that it looked extremely realistic, not like the standard CDi graphics I had ever seen. Then Impa turned to the screen again and said "YOU CAN RUN AND HIDE BUT I WILL JUST KILL YOU!" then a red stick figure skeleton drawn in MS Paint popped out.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Zel-DUUHHH
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:English Class Failure
Category:And then a skeleton popped out
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
The Cursed Word Document

I love using Word. It's very fun to write things. Stories and stuff. So, I've been having some trauma over something that happened about 2 years ago. You may be wondering? What happened? Well, I'll tell you.
It all started on a normal day. I was busy playing on my computer. Mostly, I was writing a Word document about how much I love Halo Reach. Before I got to the next line, I heard something. It sounded like a Outlook notification. But I thought I didn't have any contacts on there. I was wrong. Dead wrong.
But I contiuned to write. My computer screen glitched. This wasn't normal. It felt like someone was watching me. I decided to write more. I then wrote a ending. I just wrote something like bye because I ran out of ideas. Yeah, I'm really lazy.
Then, I saved my document. I then went to Outlook. I saw a message from a user I've never met before. His name was ??? and his picture seemed to be a photo of a I.P address. I couldn't make it out, however. The message just said this.
"I am watching you." Attached was a Word document labelled You Are Not Safe. I thought it was some sort of troll. I debunked fakers before. So, I decided to go into the 'normal' Word document. When I got in, I saw, things. They looked like actual dead bodies. The screen began to flash. Only one word was on the screen.
"Soon." Meaning that he was gonna find me soon. Pffft! I doubted it! I mean, I was screaming. Like a screaming person. A person who screamed. Then, the Word suddenly shut down. I saw another message. The message itself was this.
"I will hit you where it hurts." That meant two things: A. He is gonna kick my balls. B. He was gonna show me things. I would've said A. But, nope! The text itself had pictures of my family. What the heck?
The next thing I knew, he sent me another message. It had no subject. Or text. There was just a link. I clicked on it. The things I saw shocked me. It was the outside of my house. With my actual I.P. How?
Then, I realised. His profile picture was not my I.P. It was. It was my Social Security Number? How? No seriously. How?!
I saw a figure behind me. Then, my computer shut off.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:COMPUTERS AND INTERWEBZ
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
The Cursed Work

Once upon a time there was a some dude that was named Robert and he was ugly and poor and worked at some place where he had to dig hole's and carry very realy heavy thing's. He had to wake up at very early in the morning and then so when he waked up he needed to go to work at like 2 am in the morning evry day. He did not very like his job, but it was his job so he had to do it. his Boss didn't like him eather. he everyday screamed at him and hited him with a hamer and other sharp things to hurt him. But it was ok for robert because he liked his job anyway.
one day robert was tired and drunk and realy tired from drunking so he called his boss and telled him "i am realy tired and i do'nt know if i can go to work today because im am tired" and the boss said "if yuo dont go to work to day then the work will come to you today" and he laughd into the telephone realy loud so robert could hear his laughing. robert was still very tired and sleepy and drunk from all the alcohol and the phone fell out of his hand and brokened on the floor so he did not hear any laughing and went to sleep. soonly he was woked up by some banging on his door. he tougth it was just some body of his friend's and opened the door. but it wasn't robert's friend. it was hIS BOSS!!! and he had hyper realistic bloody eyes and hyper realistic sharpened teath and he said to robert "i know you was drunked yester day and maybe to day and that's is why your tired and dont wanat o go to work today!!!" and robert was extremly scared because he did'nt know why this boss knowed everything. "the work come to you today becaus your are an lyer!" robert didn't know what to do because he was scarde so hard he was shoked. Suddenly holes' started apearing in Rberts room and heavy things were breakeing his furnicher. robert was scared at his life so he wanted to escpae very fast but he could'nt because his BOss was standing in the only door he had in his house and his boss was very fat and robert couldnt' go around him because his boss was so fat. robert was try to dodgeing the holes and but he almost falled into one. after like 34 minits he had no where to go any more because the holes were everywhere and his everything was crushed by heavy stuffs. then his boss said "take this shovle rob and dig your own grave!!!!!!" robert respondde with "dont call me rob because only my frends call me rob and your not my freind... your dispickable and realy fat" but before robert said that his boss throwed a shovle to rob very very strongly and it hit robret and he falled in to a hole and died forever.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:BATTELS
The Cushion

There was once a lawyer, who, after a long day of suing people like an asshole, was in law firm (where the hell did you think he was? Kansas?). It was getting dark, but the night is when lawyers are at their strongest, so he stayed at work to plot world domination. After what seemed like hours, he came across a courtroom, inexplicably located under the couch cushions. Realizing how empty his wallet was from all the drugs and prostitutes he was paying for, he decided to search the cushions. He fell in, and couldn't even put the cushions back on. Nobody sits on this couch anyways. The lawyer flopped down on the single bed, deciding to explain himself to whoever's ass was on the couch in the morning.
As he looked around inside the bottomless pit that is the underside of the couch cushions, he was surprised to see the walls covered with photos, all "hyper-realistic". Without exception, they all appeared to be hungrily staring at him, their features twisted into looks of morbid obesity. Staring back, he grew increasingly. Making a concerted effort to not become fat like the photos, he turned to face the other cushion, and exhausted, fell into a restless sleep.
The next morning, the lawyer awoke, blinking in unexpected sunlight. Looking up, he discovered that the couch had no photos, only perfectly coincidentally bite shaped holes.
He was also a vampire so the sunlight killed him. Fin.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:Beings
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
The Customer and the Cashier

You ever notice how in the world, emotions are usually split into two or more variants concerning each?
You're probably confused, so lemme explain. For example, take happiness. There are two types of that - the "optimistic happy", where an individual could just frolic around without a care in the world while a fuckin' shootout goes on besides them (see - borderline insanity), or the "calm happy" - the cool cat who wears a leather trenchcoat wielding a pair of thick-rimmed sunglasses and could send a chick's panties in a bunch just by flicking their hair at her (pompous bastard.)
And then there's anger. I had an old friend who went by the name of Benny. He worked as a cashier at Wal Mart for a decade and a half. It doesn't seem like a tough job, but trust me, it is - from the second Benny stared working there, his life went to Hell in a handbasket. From that very second he stepped into that Godforsaken hellhole they call Wal Mart, what with its horrible clothing sales and preppy kiddy product vomit, his silent rage he had been holding in for so long increased and increased.
May 2009 was when he finally snapped. I was there, and I witnessed all of it. As soon as that one customer made that stupid fucking snide remark about some Hasbro toy being too expensive, Benny lost it. Benny's head inflated, turned redder than a beet in the blazing summer sun and the next thing you know, there was just red sticky stuff all over the place, and Benny's headless body just writhing around on the floor like a grotesque human fish. Almost the scariest thing I've ever seen.
Because y'know, just like happiness, or sadness, or any other emotion really, there are two types of anger in this world. Explosive, which is the most common, is the type of individual you see screaming at a butler for not doing the dishes. Implosive, which is Benny's type, is the cashier at the store who remains quiet at his job day after day until he then finally loses it and just shoots everyone in the store. You're the cashier.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Memes
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Old Shit
The Cyber Monday incident

I was an intern at Pixar since I was a baby. We were working on a movie that had toys or something like that but hey I wasn't the creator. Then one day an emo wearing a shadow the hedgehog costume busted in our storyboard room and shouted: DIS MOVIE NEEDS MOAR EDGE!!!!!!He then exploded in blood and made the film more edgy. 666 hours later we finally made a scary version of toy story. It started with the usual Pixar logo, but the lamp was a knife covered in blood and was so hyperelastic. Then movie then showed a creepy puppet version of woody and he had hyperelastic eyes and was staring at the camera and had an evil grin. It was late at night and showed Andy in bed asleep. Woody then came walking on top of the bed and kicked Andy right in the balls. Andy then unleased a menacing scream and caused us to become deaf for 5 seconds. Then woody pulled out a hyperelastic knife with hypeunrelastic blood on it. Woody then whisper to Andy. "This isn't dying. This is dying with style!" it then showed a cut scene of a video of woody stabbing Andy. It looked like it was drawn by a 7 year old on meth and had really crappy quality to it, and had the hypercam message next to it as well as the fraps logo above and a yellow circle near the cursor and a text on windows notepad saying "pls rat and subcrobe" and then cut to black. Then it showed then next scene of buzz walking down an alleyway. It was all black and white and had really bad quality to it and had sound of a creepy piano playing. Then a voice was heard in the distance saying "someone's poisoned the watering hole." Then woody appeared and chased after buzz with a hyperelastic chainsaw. Then shouted "BUZZ LOOK AN ALIEN!""WHERE?" woody hacked off buzz's plastic head and then shouted "YOU ARE A DEAD TOYYYYYYY!!!!!" It then when to black where we so a picture of a dead child on a road of a spilt second then a skeleton appeared and farted in our faces. It then showed a bathroom with woody coming out form the toilet and came towards the camera and showed "GOD IS DEAD, AND A TOY!" woody then jumped out of the camera and killed me. I'm now a ghost typing this just as a fair warning do not ever find this tape or you might just be his latest victim. Woody also grew claws now THE CLAWWWWWW!!!!!!.
THIS IS 100%REAL I SWEAR! WOODY IS OUT THERE WAITING!!!!
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Cliche Madness
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Wall of Text
The DM of Freddy

I'll admit, I've been hooked on Five Nights At Freddy's 2 recently. I don't own the game myself, but I've played the demo, and have been watching the streams of people playing it. However, I found one stream above the rest. I miraculously don't remember it's name, but what I do remember is that they were trying to find all the secrets of FNAF2. everything was going well, until animdude1 stepped into the room. as you may know, animdude is the username of Scott Cawthon, the creator of FNAF, on IndieDB. he then showed he streamer his twitter, and then asked if he could send him DM's. The streamer accepted.
This was the worst decision of his life.
"animdude1: DM"
The first time this message was displayed, nothing big happened. just some pictures of Toy Bonnie with the phrase: "REMEMBER THE EYES" attached. He also mentioned FNAF3 but who cares amirite?
DM.
Here's when things got weird. he sent a picture of Golden Freddy. but he had eyes. HYPER REALISTIC ONES. again, REMEMBER THE EYES was displayed.
DM
A hyper bloody Bonnie was displayed onscreen. we all were shocked, even the streamer. he had no eyes. Yet again, REMEMBER THE EYES was displayed
DM
DM
DM
The final DM was a download. The streamer downloaded it, and to his surprise, it changed his FNAF2 game completely. The game only had one option: REMEMBER... when he clicked it, it said "...The Hair!" in this new game, the animatronics had no eyes, and getting killed (which happened often) caused a SUPER SKAREY song to play, while the sockets of the robots eyes always had two words. "Remember Them." the streamer then freaked out after and hour and closed the stream. People all think that the Scott was a fake, but al 26-ish of us will remember...
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:TRUE STORY
Category:Vidya games
Category:Shortpasta
The Dark Bottle

I shared a bottle of soda pop with someone last Tuesday. But the next morning they had a sore throat and I was so afraid I caught the coronavirus from them I went and got tested. Negative.
This is where the real spook happens, so sit down, get your favourite comfy blanket and drink, and listen...
I came back home to find my wife sitting on the side of the bed, weeping. I asked what was wrong and she made a full confession. She had deepthroated some fuccboi and that is why her throat was sore. Not some virus.
I feel like I cannot take being locked in in quarantine with her anymore. There is nowhere to run.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
Category:Shortpasta
The Dark Hour is real

==You might not believe me but here me out...==
one night when i was walking home from the arcade (yes I did spend 9 hours attempting to get a jack frost doll from the crane game why do you ask) browsing twitter like usual, but then the clock struck midnight. all the lights disappeared, my phone went black, i was scared, and alone. then i saw someone. perhaps the were trying to commit... well you know.
but they dropped the gun, witch landed near my feet
I picked it up not knowing why and I put it to my head thinking this was the only way out of this nightmare.
I pulled the trigger.
for a second, there was nothing. but when i opened my eyes i heard
I AM THOU, THOU ART I.
I was shocked. i have been playing smt games for a while now and i thought they were fake.
but a spinoff being real. this excited me.
Then i heard a scream.
TO BE CONTINUED (i need a break from this)
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Vidya games
Category:Beings
Category:TRUE STORY
Category:Shortpasta
The Dark Knight Rises: First Draft

I am a DC Comics fan through and through. Batman is my favorite serial, and Bane is my all-time favorite character. Christopher Nolan is a highly talented director. I particularly enjoy The Dark Knight Rises. It was this passion for the film that led me to buy a copy of it, even after I had seen it more than three times while it was in theaters. I'm not a rich man, so I decided to look for cheap, used copies on Amazon.
To my surprise, I found one almost instantly. It was only a single cent. I looked at the listing.
"Condition: Great. Ships from [...] THIS IS NOLAN'S ORIGINAL VISION FOR THE FILM. ARRIVES IN 5-7 business days."
It was a bargain. And I was interested to see what Nolan's "original vision" of the film was. I quickly purchased it without a second thought. Sure enough, only six days later it arrived. In horrible condition. I knew it was too good to be true. The box was covered in white paint. It took a few good tries to pull the box open. I placed it on the counter in my kitchen and decided to email the person I bought it off.
I couldn't, because the account had been deleted. It was only a cent, so a refund was out of the question. Whatever, I love this movie anyway, I'll watch it. I put it in the CD player, turned on my TV, all that. I was greeted by a black screen with only the word start. I pressed OK on the remote, and it froze for about a minute.
What was weird is that it started at the Uzbekistan Plane Crash scene. When it came time for CIA to take off Bane's hood, the screen heavily distorted and several frames were skipped. The scene returned to normal and CIA spoke.
"You're a big guy."
"For you.", Bane replied.
CIA's voice seemed like it was multiple people speaking at once. The voices of women. What happened next will stick with me for the rest of my life. The screen faded into an image of a woman in black and white, with a pair of coordinates tattooed on her forehead. It made me sick to my stomach. I opened my phone to take a photo. My phone opened up to the webpage where FBI tips are filed. I closed it almost instantly and took the photo. I reversed image searched it, and several articles came up. Reading through them all, it became apparent. Relatives of these women received letters from a man who identifies as the "Big Guy", who claims to be connected to several cults in Eastern Europe. He reportedly claimed in each letter, that the women were "gone" and that he implored them to try to stop him, as he considered himself uncatchable.
The movie turned off right then and there. I thought about the box it came in, and the paint. I scraped it off with a pencil, and found a piece of paper under it. What I saw were a series of numbers. I'm going to listen them in the hopes that someone will understand it.
41.791390, 66.196380
-2.238841, 119.918115
51.649041, 32.900870
And finally, what looked like morse code at the bottom.
.. / .- -- / .. -. / -.-- --- ..- .-. / .... --- ..- ... . .-.-.-
Category:Not Sure if Troll or Trying to Be Serious
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:TELAVISHUN
Category:Memes
The Dark Mist

Hi My Name Is Peter, Im In 6th Grade and Some Of My Friends Call Me A Simp Cuz I Have A Very Huge Crush On A Girl Named Avea, But That All Changed On One Faithfull Day.
I Was Going To School With My Sister Carllie, and When We Were Going To The Classroom, My Teacher Said Im Expelled Cuz I Cheated On The Exam, I Was Confused, I Never Cheat, Then I Was Betrayed By My Friends and Avea Furiously Slapped Me and Yelled At Me That She'll Never Love a Cheater, I Cried Really Hard then My Tears Turned To Blood, I Left The School, Carllie Told My Teacher That I Would Never Cheat, But For All This Time, It Was My Rival Named Marco That Accused Me For This, I Waited For Carllie To Leave School, But When I Got Home With Carllie, My Mom Grounded Me For Life, I Cried Again, and Closed My Bedroom For Good, I Was Very Upset After Avea Slapped Me, And My Eyes Turned Black and My Pupils Turned Red, and I Went To Beast Mode, I Started To Plan My Revenge.
At 11:56pm, I Left My House, I Went To School and I Pulled Out A Pistol and Shooted The Guard, Then I Burned Down The Classroom, and I Left A Note In My Locker.
The Next Day Came, My Classmates Were Shocked at What Happened, Teacher Told That Its Free Period Until 10am, Then Marco And Avea Started Dating, Marco Asked Avea To Be His Girlfriend and She Said Yes, Meanwhile, Max and My Friends Were Settin A Cotton On Fire, again And Then Dylan Found The Note, Heres What It Said:
Dylan and My Friends Felt Bad To What They Did Of Betraying Me, Then Dylan Told Max To Tell Avea about This, Then After They Did, Avea Approached Marco and Slapped Him And Told About His Accusation, Marco Got So Furious That He Stabbed Avea With A Knife, Then I Heard Her Scream, I Went To The Building With A Pistol, Then What I Saw Was So Terrifying, Avea Got Stabbed By Marco, Then I Start Shooting At Marco, But Each Time I Miss, But I Manage To Shoot Him In The Feet, and I Grabbed His Knife and Was About To Stab Him, But The Police came and Arrested Marco Instead Of Me, Then My Friends Apologized To Me and I Accepted It and I Felt Bad For Avea Getting Hurt, But For A Surprisingly Twist, She Was Still Alive, and I Kissed Her, I Asked Her To Be My Girlfriend and She Said Yes, Then After that, Marco Was Sentenced To Life In Jail, and Everything Was Back To Normal.
Category:Not Sure if Troll or Trying to Be Serious
Category:Bad Fanfiction
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Pointless Violence
The Dark Ones

You know how you stay up in the night cowardly hiding under your blanket scared of all those creeks and cracks? Well, you may not know this but those are the "Dark Ones".
They watch you sleep. They don't hurt you in any way because they can't. They have no nose and have nine eyes and stand up on two legs, they are very skinny to the point where you can see their ribs, they don't have hands just arms. Their skin is a dark green.
They can teleport from country to country. They can manipulate ground movement and can take the form of any house hold object. They don't feed on humans, they feed on birds and mice.
The Dark Ones don't hurt humans with physical movements but with their brain. They can do things you can't even imagine doing with your mind!
They can cause paranoia and or suicide. For some reason they like stalking little girls. Most of the girls don't get harmed, but if The Dark Ones are in need of a mate... There was one victim of the Dark Ones though, Kate Todd, a 5 year old girl. She was taken from her home with her parents devastated. The next two days Kate came back, pregnant.
The Dark Ones seem to have a burning hate for male humans. They don't like it when a man touches a woman or when a man kisses a woman. They say the Dark Ones are the replacements of humans. So what if we are just another Chapter in Gods book? All the answers lie within the Dark Ones.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
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Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta