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Friend

I have a special Friend, in fact that is what he has me call him "Friend" He is a funny Friend who only comes to me at night when mommy and daddy are asleep: he can always tell if they are sleeping or not and knows how to get into my room even when all the doors and windows are locked.
I used to be scared when Friend came because he would wake me up but Friend always comforted me and told me to keep quiet. Friend didn't have to say anything after that.. looking into Friend's eyes I felt calm and began to realize he was good. Friend takes me on adventures when mommy and daddy are asleep, he tells me stories about other Friends just like him who visit other boys and girls across the world. I imagine they are very lucky to have someone like Friend.
Sometimes Friend will take me to a magical room full of bright lights and he will introduce me to other Friends. They gather around and play games with me and other children, sometimes the other Friends will take our arms and give us injections like the nurses or doctors do but they always say sorry if we cry.
Friend tells me they are making sure I grow up to be big and strong, he says that the other children are also being helped. I ask Friend if we are sick and Friend says no, though he does tell me that he and the other Friends want what's best for me and the others, that I should not ask too many questions.
Again, Friend does not need to say anything more. I look into Friend's eyes and I don't want to ask any questions. I just want to play more games.
Yet Friend is very strict, when mommy and daddy begin to wake up he takes me home and tucks me in. He tells me to go to sleep, sometimes I get excited and don't want to sleep.. then Friend looks at me and I soon feel sleepy. During the day I find myself dreaming about Friend and everything seems so sad, I don't talk much to mommy or daddy even the other children at school. The teachers say that they are worried about me but Friend says they are just being silly. Every night I wait for Friend to arrive and I tell him how much I miss him, how I wish I could stay with him and the other Friends forever yet Friend says I will need to wait a little longer.. until I had grown big and strong. I look into Friend's eyes and nod, I am getting bigger every day maybe someday soon Friend will let me stay with him forever. I would like that very much. Yes, I wish I could grow up faster. So I can be with Friend.. ..forever.
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Friendly Neighbors.

Many may think this an odd story; and really, it is. The person, involved, in this incident was a woman I once knew in Minnisoda. We both lived in Minneapolis, she was in the apartment across the hall from me, up on the third floor. I was there for collage, but she was perminatly, at least for the moment, living there. It wasn't the nicest of neighborhoods, but it was good enough. We got along well enough, she was quite freindly with me, though I wish I had gotten to know her better because of this all. I was walking up the stairs on a bright, sunny day, nothing unusual, bringing in groceries. Everything was just, normal. When I got to the top of the stairs, my heart jumped into my throat. Splinters of wood littered the floor; a shotgun round had opened the door just fine for the intruder. I dropped my bags, and then I quickly ran into her apartment. There she was, lying on the ground, shreded to ribbons. So as I walked up the stairs outside our apartments, I dropped my grocerie bags and grabbed my shotgun from my apartment and ran to her front door. I shot the door knob, to get it open. I could hear her screams ringing through the apartment as if I was there as I shot her leg and carved her skin, bit by bit, slow and meticulous, with a shiney long kitchen knife. Oh, she was such a nice lady, I wish I could have known her better. I wish whoever did this had not, especialy as my knife drove into her heart and ended the screams. 
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Friendly Rick and Morty Copypasta

To be fair, it's completely ok if you don't enjoy Rick And Morty. I personally really like the humor, but it's not for everyone, and it isn't like people who don't appreciate these types of jokes are in anyway lesser than us who do. I can also understand why you would find the way Rick's nihilistic outlook is woven into his characterization to make him unlikable. The fans may enjoy this stuff, but not everyone does, and that's absolutely fine. We all have different opinions and there's nothing wrong with that, it's just a fact of life. No one should ever be looked down on and called an "idiot" for liking or disliking a TV show. It's all just our own subjective personal taste. You would be completely reasonable, for instance, in thinking that Rick's catchphrase "Wubba-Lubba Dub Dub" is stupid and annoying and that the reveal of its "deeper meaning" is overly pretentious nonsense. Hell, even as a fan I would kind of agree with you. It is one of the most gimmicky aspects of the series. I can easily imagine how Dan Harmon's style wouldn't resonate with someone, and I don't fault them for thinking that way. You don't have to feel bad for not liking Rick And Morty as much as others, and you most certainly are not unintelligent because of your tastes. Have a good day, friend.
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Friends Aren't Needed

It was a boring day, once again. It was a sport day, but I wasn't much of a sport person, so I decided to sit out, despite all the crap I get from the staff. At about 2:30, I was approached by two of my friends, Caleb and Tommy, who took a seat beside me. They were laughing about something, when I asked what they were laughing at, their faces went blank, expressionless. They just stared at me with dead eyes and said, "Don't worry about it." followed by an insane sort of smile.
At about 3:30, when it was time to leave, I headed home. Realizing I had forgotten something, I headed back to the university. I arrive at about 3:45, I headed up to my classroom on the third floor. Every room was supposed to be dark, as all the teachers had gone home. But for some reason I couldn't figure out, there was one room on the third floor that was bright, I swore I saw shadows moving around in it.
Continuing on with my thing, I went to my classroom. Normally, the room is locked. But somehow it was unlocked. I started getting a little creeped out, so I hurried along with what I was getting. I grabbed it from my desk, ran out from the room, and slammed the door shut before bolting through the hall. Jumping stairs and sprinting from the university, I looked back at the building and I swore I saw someone. It looked female, with a black mask on and yellow eyes staring at me through the window.
I arrived home at 4:10. Walking to my room, I threw my things on the floor, switched my computer on, and surfed the web. I was freaked out enough because of the events that occurred today, but it was just the beginning. I decided to go to YouTube because I got bored of playing Flash Games, and saw that only one subscription was in the subscription box, "417666714", he was called, and he had one video, "???".
I decided to click it, and I almost soiled myself and cried at the same time. It was a video of a woman and my 3 friends. They were on a table, it looked like my classroom, they were being cut, while screaming "YES! SACRIFICE ME FOR THE GODS!". I ran to my closet, pulled out my shotgun, and jumped onto my bed, I grabbed my phone from on my shelf, and dialed "9-1-1", all I got in return was "That won't work, Alex." followed by a laugh.
If anyone finds this page, give it to the Police, and tell them of me.
This sheet of paper was found with the body of 20-year-old Alex Miller, the investigation is currently underway, and is being investigated by authorities.
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Friends Lost Episode

Ross shits off the roof of his house and it lands on an old lady's head. He then proceeds to freak out, starts slipping off the roof, and eventually falls down. He lands on the old lady, killing her, while also getting shit on his face.
He fled the country.
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From the Corner of Your Eye

I'm not sure how to start this so I am going to dive right in. My name is Michelle, and I live in Ottawa. A couple of months ago, I started to notice something odd. To be honest I don't know how long ago it started, but that is when I really started to pay attention. No matter where I looked, or where I was... there was this black thing in the corner of my eye. At first it was just when I was alone, I could vaguely see something but when I checked behind me... there was nothing there. Soon the blob got bigger and so I went to the eye doctor to see if maybe there was something wrong with my eyes. But when he checked and told me my eyes were fine, I just chalked it up to an overactive imagination. Hoping it would go away, you know.
It didn't, and now that I knew that it wasn't an eye problem, it was everywhere. When I passed by a window, or a mirror, out of the corner of my eye, it looked as though someone was behind me. Or when I was in the shower it would feel as though someone was watching me. The fifth time it happened, I was rinsing shampoo out of my hair and had rubbed my eyes to make sure that none got in my eyes or that my contacts hadn't fallen out. I opened my eyes, for a split second, something was there. Then I blinked and it was gone, like it had never been there in the first place. I will never forget that face, you may have noticed I put "thing" instead of someone, that's because it was a "thing".
Its skin was torn and blackened, just like paper that wasn't saved from the fire in time. Its eyes had no lids, and before you get the wrong idea, I don't mean it never had lids. I mean it looked like someone had torn off Its eyelids, crudely and recently. Its was taller than me, and thin. It looked like a person who had been so brutalised that he had forgotten that It was human. But the worst part was Its eyes, those eyes... they could have belonged to anyone.
Now I couldn't ignore it all, and every time I slept, I had nightmares from seeing it. A week ago after waking from another nightmare, you know when you wake up and your breathing is so loud that for a bit its like someone else is in the room with you? Yeah, that's what I heard when I woke up, so because I was freaking out I held my breath to calm myself. The heavy breathing continued, right in my ear, all I could imagine was those eyes. Those eyes that will never stop watching, that can't stop watching. Somehow though, I fell back asleep.
The next few days at work, and at home, the Thing was becoming clearer and closer. Until yesterday out of nowhere I felt a hand touch my back. It was cold as ice. Thinking it was a coworker, because I was at work, I turned around to tell them off. But the room was empty. That's when I knew, that Thing could touch me, it was closer than ever. And one day I will turn around, or open my eyes... and it will be right there.
Because that day I noticed it, it became real and no one will be able to save me.
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Frosted Flakes

While scrolling through Twitter, I saw this post saying that if I eat Frosted Flakes for dinner for one week, I will get $1. I immediately tried the challenge.
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== Day 1 ==
I brought frosted flakes from the store today. The person who was scanning my goods said that the last 30 people who ate frosted flakes mysteriously died.
I ate the frosted flakes in the morning, afternoon, and dinner. I swore I saw tony the tiger wink at me.
== Day 2 ==
I ate frosted flakes as a snack. A funny man in a suit named Steve Callihane wanted me to say that frosted flakes are yummy. I said I don't like it.
== Day 3 ==
When I woke up, I saw a dartboard with my face in it. I didn't put that there.
I ate frosted flakes for dinner. When I was sleeping, I heard the box say this: EAT FROSTED Flakes every day!
== Days 4 - 7 ==
I realized that I was spending more than $1 on this and began creating a creepypasta. Tony the Tiger said that on day 8, he would get me. When I try to throw it away, the mascot had bloodshot orange eyes with HYPER-REALISTIC frosted flakes.
== Day 8 ==
69 Tony the tigers are chasing me. They killed my entire neighborhood, with the only thing remaining being HYPER-REALISTIC frosted flakes. They is getting nearer. When I throw cereal at them, it becomes another tony tiger chasing me.
Oh no, they have caught me. Nooooooo.
== Epilogue ==
Police were investigating the 2024 cereal murders. The only evidence they saw was frosted flakes strewn across the crime scene.
Moral of the story: eat frosted flakes every day like Steve Callihane says.
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Frown Cat

Frown Cat is the mortal enemy of Smile Dog. Instead of making you horribly depressed, angry and suicidal, looking at Frown Cat for an extended period of time will make you laugh for about six hours until you pass out. You will then start laughing at completely inappropriate times (like funerals) and everyone will abandon you, and you will spend your remaining years in a tiny, cockroach-infested shack, before dying alone, cackling manically all the while.
The only known cure is to look at Smile Dog for ten minutes without blinking.
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Frozen

I couldn't move, I couldn't speak--I could only stare. It did the same, its eyes digging directly into mine.
It was the eyes, the eyes that seemed to do the most harm. They seemed infinite in depth, and the deepest horrorific aura emanated off of them.
I had awaken not 5 minutes ago, with It relaxed on my lap. At first, the groggy dizziness of sleep blurred my perception, but after a few seconds I began to realize in horror that the thing on me was not a laughing matter. It slowly sat up and stared into my eyes. I couldn't say anything, my throat immediately went dry, I didn't even know what I could say.
It was small needless to say, and petite. Its skin was an odd vibrant color, but it seemed dingy and gross as well. It emitted a strange scent, a smell I can't really even describe, but it sickened me to my stomach. I told him I didn't want this. I told him, but he insisted. God dammit Oak. Even after I had left this thing--which had already creeped me out--in his posession, it still showed up here at my fucking house. Did it come here by itself? Regardless, tomorrow I'm going to tell that bastard to keep this little freak. If I make it to tomorrow...
OUCH! The little cunt shocked me. I forgot it was capable of this...."How the hell did you get here? W-why are you here?" I asked, jokingly of course; I didn't expect it to reply. "Did he bring you here?" I asked, glaring into its hypnotic eyes. "NO." it said, maintaining its horrific smile. I jumped a little...the little shit had spoke? "You-you can talk too?" I stammered. "Why yes, I can. You see he made me special...I'm not like the others." it replied, slowly inching forward until it was only a few inches from my face. "This-you-wh-what the hell!? GET OFF ME!" I tried to pick it up but it shocked me again. Now I was frightened, it could kill me with relative ease, and it knew this...
"Tomorrow we begin our journey, it's your birthday right?" it said, god damn I wish it would stop smiling. "Ye-yes..." I responded. "Well then, happy birthday. Tomorrow, tomorrow we will go out into the world together, and we will become very close..." I slumped down. I couldn't believe this. "I assure you I'll be a good friend, we will catch them all."
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Frozen Lost Clip

I used to love the movie Frozen, I had a collection of Frozen toys, and I had the movie on DVD as well.
I don't look at frozen the same way again because there was a deleted scene in the movie that Disney removed. It all started when I wanted to watch Frozen again so I popped the disc in and I was watching the movie for a little while but all of a sudden, static appeared on the screen and than I saw a different scene instead of the other one and this is how it started, it had Elsa but she was disembodied and there was blood all over the ice castle, when I saw that I had a shocked look on myself so I thought I just saw something but no. I than saw Anna crying and she was crying for a long time and that's when I was getting bored but than the scene stopped and Anna got Elsa's head and buried it in the snow so she could hide the evidence and than Anna came into the town and killed everybody in the town just incase and gore was everywhere and Anna had blood all over her body and people's entrails were spilled onto the walls. Than Olaf came along and saw this so Olaf got out a chainsaw and killed Anna and blood was everywhere so than Olaf was the last person and he lived it on and that's when a the end was on the screen meaning this was an alternative ending but than static came on the screen and it came back to regular Frozen so than I got out a baseball bat and destroyed my TV and I destroyed almost everything in my house I also threw away everything related to Frozen in my house and I cut my own arm off but than my TV turned on one last time while it was broken and it showed a hyper realistic Olaf staring directly at me and than I died after that and my life has ended.
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Frozen Minecraft

So I spawned in this frozen part of Minecraft where everything was snow and ice. I was walking on the frozen ocean when I saw a village made of ice. When I was close it dissapeared and I got trapped in an ice box. There was a glitch, so I could not smash any blocks.
On the chat thing, it said:
"no escape."
Logged out of minecraft and logged back in. It was the same world again, the chat bar said:
"nice try"
This time bunch of half-frozen zombie came and atacked me. They all went away and I was trapped in a bedrock- ice cave.
Then I logged out, totaly freaked out. I logged backin and it went to my worlds, but the frozen world was gone. Later I went to my inbox and found an email that said, having problems with minecraft, downlod this update, then my computer crashed.
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Fruit.exe

I really love fruit. Or should I say, loved. One day, my friend Tyrone called me and said,
"Yo Diana Raas, I got dis sweet game here. You gonna like it homes".
2 minutes later Tyrone arrived at my door. He was covered in hyper realistic fruit juice. He was dead.
In his hands he had a disc: a disc which read "Fruit.exe". I was very excited, but for some reason I got an eerie feeling from this disc.
Something was off. I tried calling Tyrone to ask for more information; however I only reached his voicemail. I was not very frightened, because I did not give a shit. 
I ran to my basement and grabbed an apple. Then I ran upstairs and ate the apple. After that I ran to the basement to play "Fruit.exe", on my apple iMac.
I booted up the game. It was very scary. I pressed play. 
I had to pick a fruit to play. I went with my favourite, banana. The banana did not look like a regular banana, it was red. I had to fight my way through lots of different fruit. I beat the apple, and the mango. But then something strange happened. I was fighting a broccoli. A broccoli is no fruit.
I called Tyrone to ask him what the fuck was going on but he was dead.
I never played Fruit.exe again.
In the game of fruit, you win or you lose.
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Fruit Ninja PC

I happen to be a huge Fruit Ninja fan. I love the company Halfbrick. Jetpack Joyride and Fruit Ninja are two of my favorite games. I always hoped for a port to the PC for Fruit Ninja. I never could give you a reason why, I just wanted it. I felt like I wanted better online competition. So when I was browsing a forum one day and found Fruit Ninja on the PC, I went straight to it!
Everything seemed legit. The link was to halfbrick.com. The full link went to halfbrick.com/FruitNinjaPC, which was perfectly believable. Such a dopey fan I was, as no suspicion arose when I was redirected to FruitNinjaPC.co.cc. Yes, I was a complete idiot. The site seemed real, all decorated with Halfbrick's logo and such. In the middle was a download for Fruit Ninja.
The download went without suspicion raised, too. The download was FNinjaPCd.exe. As I installed, everything was dressed up like Halfbrick.
You know what? I'm gonna cut to the chase. Everything went smoothly, until I ran it.
The Halfbrick logo comes up, as usual. When the game's main screen comes up, however, everything seems to be much more... well... abnormal. The screen was a shade of red. There was only one option: Battle.
What really was strange was the Sensei's face. It was frowning, with dark voids in his eyes. His lips were opened in a sort of stance that someone may say "help" with. Ignoring this bit, I tried checking out the dojo. Inside, there wasn't anything there. A sign that simply said "closed" hung in the place of selection would be.
Back at the homescreen, the bomb that exited out of the game had disappeared. In my mind, I decided to go ahead and play. By now, I knew I had been played a fool by getting the game. When I selected "Battle" , the melon didn't cut in two as usual. Instead, the screen faded slowly to black, and faded in again at the usual dojo screen. The dojo screen was an eerie grey, with a red tint like everything else.
I noticed it appeared as if another player was with me, as you would go against someone else on the iOS version. The name simply was a blank. The screen flashed "Start" and I began swiping at the fruit coming down. Oddly enough, the person against me had his blade in the corner, just sitting there as it shined.
Suddenly the fruit stopped coming down. The lights dimmed. Now heads were falling. Eyes and heads. Lifeless, photo-realistic heads. I tried swiping at them to no effect, until my opponent finally made a move. His blade was everywhere, chopping up everything.
As he chopped, the body parts began to be strewn about. Brain matter seemed to splatter my screen, and then the game went off.
My computer shut down.
It never turned back on.
==EPILOGUE==
On my laptop tried visiting that post again only to find that person banned. I tried the URL, but it was no longer registered. To this day, I have never touched Fruit Ninja again, nor any of Halfbrick's games, in fear of Fruit Ninja PC.
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