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21 Savage wants to kill me

My name is Twenny Wunsavarj and I live in Michigan, California. I am a massive 21 Savage fan, or at least I was. One day I was driving down Los Vegas in my Lamborgenie 250 GTO. It was night and I was drunk driving. I was playing Bank Account which is my favourite song ever. My parents were British so that's why I use more u's then Americans. I dabbed when 21 said St Laurant for the 1st time and I lost control over the wheel. I crashed my car and I was put into a two year long coma.
When I woke up I was in Miami, Texas and the sky was orange. I found some old guy's house and watched the news through his window. On the news there was a story about how 21 savage was going to court for trying to kill a random man who was intoxicated at the time. I grabbed my phone that was still in my pocket and posted a tweet supporting 21 Savage but my phone was so old after I posted it my phone blew up and I fell into another coma.
6 months later I woke up and I was in Detroit, Canada in a shed. In the shed was a TV that said 21 Savage broke out of prison and is hunting for the guy that caused his suffering. I found out that the shed's door was locked and the windows were made of titanium glass. Suddenly the door opened and 21 Savage was standing there with an axe in his hand. I asked why he was here and what was going on and he said to me: "Like Quavo said in his hit song, you need to take your Mask Off." Now I understood everything. When I was drunk driving I crashed into 21 Savage himself and that's why he was wearing an eyepad. He tried to kill me by dumping me in Miami and he kidnapped me into his shed. He took me away without telling me why.
2 hours worth of walking later we was in Manchester, New York in an underground club. 21 told me that we were going to have a rap battle. I was so excited because I wrote a script for such an occasion ages ago! I went first and said things so mean I can't write them here. 21 Savage broke down and cried while all four members of Migos (Takeoff, Future, Lil Pump and Eminem) chased after me. I found a Wifi cafe and that is where I'm writing this.
==Update - 3rd January 202X==
I just got a breaking news alert at the Wife cafe which is now my home that said 21 Savage vows to kill Twenny Wunsavarj. In fact, I can here him knocking on the door now. Tell my wifi and children I like them. He's got a Glock 69, oh no. He brought XXXTentacion with him and X brought a katana. I liked X's song XO Tour Llif3 but now like Lil Uzi Vert said in his popular song, Everybody Dies In Their Nightmares.
AND THEN A SKELETON POPPED OUT!!!!111!!!!!!!111!!!
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:English Class Failure
Category:And then a skeleton popped out
Category:Well, that was pointless.
23 Bye Avenue

There's not much to this story but only what I can tell you. I had a paper route at one time where I lived. Don't get me wrong, the pay was good and I only had 16 customers to deliver to, so it took a short while to complete.
The only downside was that I had to get up at 5 in the morning to do it.
But there was this one place that I didn't quite understand, 23 Bye Avenue it was called. Just a little trailer in a trailer park. But there was something just weird about it. You know when you get that feeling whenever you explore an abandoned house? Like someone's watching you?
I had that feeling every time I dropped off the newspaper to that place. There was never a car or any vehicle in their driveway whoever "they" were, and the lights were never on. But that was a common sight around my route so I thought nothing of it. Until I decided to take a peek inside their window, just to see what was inside, but all I saw was darkness.
I tried the second time the next day but I got the same thing except this time, I thought I saw someone or something moving around inside. Suddenly I heard a scream coming from inside and that was enough to send me running out of the damn place. The next morning when I got up to do my route, I only left the paper at the end of the driveway. I never went directly up to the porch, just out of fear.
Then something happened that sent me great relief, there had been a notice. My father told me that the owner was selling the trailer park and everyone's trailer was to be taken to a different location by August 1. I was so glad to not be delivering to that place anymore. I couldn't wait for that morning to come.
Eventually August 1 came. I got up to get the newspapers out of the plastic bag they came in and read the notice on the front to see what changes came to my route...and what I saw brought the dread crawling back. I still had to deliver to 23 Bye Avenue.
I finished with my other houses and came down to the trailer park where there was nothing but empty rectangles where the trailers once stood with dead grass filling them. then I came to 23 Bye Avenue only to find what the rest of the place looked like. An empty rectangle just like the others.
I dropped the paper and ran out of there as fast as I could. The next day I called the office to see if it was a mistake but all they said that someone was still paying the bill to get the paper delivered there, and they were paying a very large amount of money.
Eventually I grew up and moved on from the route which had been handed to someone else by now and move away from the location. But to this day I still wonder who used to live on 23 Bye Avenue.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Old Shit
2:32

It's 2:32 and your son is screaming from the next room;
"Help me Daddy! I'm frightened."
You rush down the hallway, to see your son silhouetted against the nightlight, sitting up in bed his face streaked with tears.
You pick him up- "What's wrong, little man?" Still crying, he replies.
"I had a bad dream, daddy."
"Tell me all about it."
You reply, "I can't, in my dream, when I told you about it the white monster on the roof ate you."
Then you look up.
And a skeleton poped up
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Trollpasta
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Dreams
Category:And then a skeleton popped out
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Shortpasta
2:49am

I’ve always had night terrors, and wake up in such a horrendous state. I cling to everything, and scream at the top of my lungs. Some are extreme, while some are more easily forgotten. The worst case? Oh, god. I hate to think about it… but, I can still feel him..
he still wants me…
It was dark in the room, and the outside light barley helped illuminate it whatsoever. And cold. I can remember that.
I always keep my alarm clock beside me in bed, so I don’t have to walk a mile in the cold to shut the alarm off. I glanced at the time, rubbing sleep from my eyes. The clock blinked 2:49am in bright red. I flopped my head back on my pillow.
“Not.. again”.
It was always this time. The third night in a row, too. I don’t know why I’m always waking up at this time either. It just happens. But this time-it was different.
I suddenly felt so alone. So small and defenseless in my own room. The feeling ran over me like a truck. The rooms’ quietness started to settle in my ears. Nothing made a noise. Only the minuet buzzing of the LED alarm clock beside me.
A little shooken up, I tried my best to think rational, and not get myself worked up over flashes of imagery playing in my head of different monsters appearing. It didn’t work. The rationality started to wear off, and I felt like something was in this room with me. Trembling, I tried my hardest to act casual and tucked myself in a little. I kept telling myself in my head to “go to sleep, go to sleep, it’ll all be over soon”. Little did I know the later was too true.
In the quietness of this room, even a mouse can seem like a megaphone. But that’s not what I heard.
A manly, raspy breath came from my closet. My eyes flashed open to the darkness of the room. My heart sank in my chest. Another shallow breath came from the closet. I started to shake. Another wheeze, this one sounding closer than before. My mind was processing everything that I could do. Should I run out to the living room?! Could I yell for dad?! Can I even make it out of this room?! So many dark scenarios flashed through my head.
I needed to know if this was real. It’s that one thing where for the life of you, you don’t want to look, but something inside you needs to know. I quickly grabbed my instant camera from my head shelf. It was the only light source I could think of on the spot. I very slowly turned my head toward the direction of the closet. I flicked the camera on. The small buzzing of the flash charging was deafening. A red light appeared when it was ready. My whole hand numbing, I placed my finger on the shutter button. A small press, and a bright flash lit up what was going to be my death. It was him..
Jagged teeth stabbed into my face.
249am
I shot up from bed. Screaming from the top of my lungs, and clinging to my blankets.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Dreams
Category:Well, that was pointless.
2 AM

The spooky man is in my house.
I don't know how he got in. I don't know why he is after me.
I woke up from my nightmare and sat up to look at the alarm clock by my bed. 2:00AM. I DID NOT SET ALARM CLOCK
A gust of wind came and the curtains blew up into the room. The window is open, I remembered. A cold chill crept down my bony spine.
I looked around the room, but it was too dark to see. All I could see was the moon-lit shadows of the curtains on the wall. Like watching clouds, you begin to see things that aren't there. But I'm sure it was real; the brown-gray skull and hand, the beautiful JPEG'd trumpet.
I looked back at the clock, 2:00AM. This can't be right! And then I realized...
How many doots would a trumpet doot if a trumpet could doot doots?
2doots
2spooky
The door to my room opens, but I'm not ready. My bones are still young. Can I face the beast? I don't know. But I will try.
Here I lie, face to face with the origin of all nightmares. But is it enough? Can we stand up against it?
He is more beautiful than I could ever imagine. We can not fight him, yet he gives us strength.
Thank you.
thank mr skeltal
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Skeletons
Category:Memes
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
2 Days 48 Hours 2880 Seconds

NOTE, THIS PASTA IS 100% REAL. It was a normal Summer weekend, the crickets were chirping, the birds were singing, and not a thing could go wrong. Well, until I received the box; now this box was no ordinary box: it was wrapped in silver, with a beautiful, red bow. Way off from Christmas. I decided to take the box and hide it under my bed. THIS IS WHEN THINGS GOT REAL!
Since my mom and her new boyfriend were leaving for a cruise today, I had the house to myself. It was 12:00 in the afternoon; I heard a ringing, not like a regular (Cell Phone) ringing, but like a retro-wired phone ringing. I looked around: my cell was not ringing: it just kept ringing, and ringing, and ringing, until I found the source (what do you know?) - the box.
Now as I think I've explained; this is no ordinary box. I opened it slowly; pulling the silver silk bow off, and as I did, the ringing got louder and louder, until it became unbearable. This time, I began ripping open the box like a mad man. I finally got it open; revealing something I would have never thought of: NOTHING! Just nothing! Looking around in the box, feeling around to see if there was anything hidden inside, and as I was feeling around, I heard a voice.
"Darkness will wall when your wits are no longer about you." the voice muttered.
"He will come in 2 days."
"He will come in 2 days 48 Hours and 2880 Seconds," the voice muttered.
"Hide if you can, he will find you, and when he does, he will show no mercy," the voice muttered.
All around my room I heard chanting "Momme mince, homme mince, homme mince," until everything just stopped.
The next two days of my life were the most completely and utterly terrifying, because what happened next scared the fuck out of me: the box bursted into flames - black flames - and one last whisper came out, "exécuter si vous le pouvez, il est comming.".
For the last two days, I locked myself in my room; watching the clock, counting down. I would hear noises every once in a while, but nothing happened. I told my parents about it: They said I was probably lying.
True Story
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Demins and Debbils
Category:TRUE STORY
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:I CAN HAZ TRANSLATION?
Category:Old Shit
2 Sponges 1 Pineapple

The episode started with two Sponges sleeping in the bed, after some minutes they wake up and went to the living room, but there was only a chair and started fight, one of them went to work and the other one stayed and watched a movie.
When the other one returned he saw that the Sponge wasn't in the living room, he left him a text on the table, but the text is not shown to the viewer, the Sponge at home started to be angry and went to sleep.
When the other one returned he was so tired that went to sleep, the other one wasn't there, he went to sleep.
Black screen appeared.
After that the scene continued, there was the other Sponge with a gun staring to the other one sleeping, the scene went black again and a scene with the Sponge sleeping appeared, a bullet was fired in the forehead.
After that the scene showed the other Sponge sleeping quietly in his bed.
The scene showed that the sun come out and Squidward that went out of his house.
Squidward went to the back house of his house where there was a field of crops and was that tere was the other Sponge dead, he started to scream, he saw that behind him there was another Sponge with an axe, he killed Squidward, hid their body in Squidward's basement and the episode anded.
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:SpongeBob
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
2fort phantom

One day,i wanted to play some Team Fortress 2 with my friends on Steam.I just asked them if they want to play with me.They said yes and then we connected to a CTF game on 2fort map.I quite love that map because most of the people are playing as a sniper so I like being that class.
As we chose the class,we realized that all the players on that server were the sniper class and some of them had really weird names,but I just kept in mind it was no problem.After some time playing around and killing players,the players were getting mad because I had the most kills on the server.I started to laugh and say that i am very good as a sniper.Nobody said nothing.
I felt so strange in that moment and i don’t still know why.I went to the respawn place and took some health and ammo.After that i walked through a tunnel that leads to the sniping place,but something was wrong.As i walked through,i saw a friendly sniper with no weapon in his hands coming after me,but most of all he was floating like a ghost.I was too scared that i went to the respawn zone again and see if he comes.But he didn’t.
I really wanted to see if he dissapeared and as I looked in the tunnel I saw him leaving but still floating.It was too late so I decided to take a screenshot and sleep to forget that thing.
Next day,I woke up and wanted to show the picture that i got to my friend.As I searched for it in steam folder,I saw the name of the screenshot that scared me as hell.It was: 2013-09-30_06662.The 666 number left me thinking a lot of that.Maybe it was a coincidence,maybe not.
It was weird and I couldn’t figure out what was that!I am still thinking about it.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Vidya games
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Shortpasta
2nd scariest trollpasta ever

I was in bed trying to fall asleep when I heard a noise downstairs followed by gentle whispering. I thought it was all in my imagination so I tried to fall back asleep. The noises grew louder with several screams afterwards. My fear began to grow more and more, when the noises increased. I finally gained the courage to see where the noise is coming from, I got downstairs, heart pounding with fear, a knife in my hand. Took a deep breath, opened the door, got on the floor,﻿ Everybody walk the dinosaur.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Memes
Category:The Title Is A Lie
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
3-2-1 Penguins: Practical Hoax original cut

Frank was a big 3-2-1 Penguins fan. He had all of the direct-to-videos DVDs, and he showed his friends all of the episodes. One day, he was scrolling for airings of other shows, since SpongeBob or Phineas and Ferb wasn't on. He came across an airing of 3-2-1 Penguins. It was the episode "Practical Hoax". Curious, he clicked the airing of Practical Hoax, cause he's only seen the episode once and never again. The episode starts out fine, with Jason about to pull a prank on Michelle, but something was off. Instead of the bucket being filled with water, it was filled with knives. When Michelle came up the stairs, Jason let go of the rope and the bucket drops the knives, tragically ending her life. Frank was terrified, but decided to go on with the episode. The Rockhopper came to life and Zidgel told Jason about the mission, as usual. But then Midgel said "1 down, 4 to go." instead of "1 down, 1 to go." Then it cut to a frame of Midgel holding a knife. Frank wondered if Midgel and Jason were teaming up. The episode went as normal, but it skipped some scenes. Then it resumed. Jason said "Come on! I got a great joke we can play on Kevin." While Midgel was holding his knife and Jason was holding a grenade. Instead of Kevin's room being upside down, Jason's grenade was thrown and they pushed Kevin towards the explosion, before Midgel stabs him repeatedly. Zidgel got pranked by putting on poison instead of gel. His face started deteriorating in front of the viewer's eyes, like that Indiana Jones scene. Fidgel's prank was being blinded by pie. He broke one of the Rockhopper's windows and flew off into deep space. The lack of air made him choke, and you know what happens with no air in space. Midgel then betrays Jason and throws him off into deep space. Frank then turned off the TV, and had bloodshot eyes. He could not believe some monstrosity of an episode got approved for live TV air. He couldn't sleep for 3 days, and had to seek therapy, and even that couldn't help him. He burned all of his DVDs until no trace of them were left. Instead of k***ing himself, he just smashed the TV into a bunch of pieces, but the episode still runs rampant in his mind. The end.
Category:Not Sure if Troll or Trying to Be Serious
Category:Lost Episodes
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Shortpasta
3.8 Billion Women Copypasta

I have noticed that, although this planet has 3.8 billion women, I have not had sex 3.8 billion times. I'm not sure if this is being done intentionally or if these "friends" are forgetting to 'fuck' me. Either way, I've had enough. I have compiled a spreadsheet of individuals who have "forgotten" to 'fuck' me in my recent years. After 2 consecutive strikes, your name is automatically highlighted (shown in red) and I am immediately notified. 3 consecutive strikes and you can expect an in-person "consultation". Think about your actions.
Category:NSFW
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Copypasta
Category:Memes
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Shortpasta
30 days without anime

in the year 2020, a computer was found in a run down basement, it was almost in pristine condition. we managed to find what seems to be the accounts of the 22-year-old owner, and we found their blog. this is what was in the latest entries.
...
hello my fellow pogchamps, today i will go 30 days without anime! i wonder how long i could last.. we'll see!
__NOTOC____NOEDITSECTION__
== day 1 ==
so far so good, but i'm starting to miss anime, and i can't go to r/anime or moderate on discord, so at this point i'm in a pickle. but whatever!
== day 2 ==
== day 3 ==
I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE IM GOING INSANE I REALLY CANt ITS DRIVING ME FUCKING INSANE I CANT LIVE WITHOUT THE FANSERVICE
== day 4 ==
THIS CHALLENG IS FUCKING STUPID! JUST FUCKING STUPID YOU KNOW I NEED MY CRUNCHYROLL 2/47 FUCKING IMBECILES WHY MUST MY FRIENDS PUT ME THROUGH THIS FUCKING TORMENT NO WHY DID I HAVE TO PLAY THAT GAME OF TRUTH OR FUCKING DARE THIS IS JUST BULLSHIT BULL HOTRSE SHIT
== day 5 ==
FUCIKING CANT DO THIS IVE BEEN SCRAYCJHING AND BITING MY WALLS OVER IT ITS HELL WITHOUT ANIME IM GETTING MAD AND INSANE I WILL KILL SOMEONE OR MYSELF IF I HAVE TO GO ANOTHER SECOND WITHOUT ANIME I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE FUCK YOU FUCK EVERY ONE FUCK THIS STUPID CHALLENGE FUCK THIS SHIT
== dwyashy 6 ==
YHSIDFIU(IFYUHDHBUJFKDLJBHIVOPDJSF FUKC FUCK CUFKC GOD FUCKIING DAMN IT I MISSED THE NEW MHA EPISODE AND GOT SPOILED I HATE THIS STUPID FUCKING GotD I CANT DO THSI SHIT I FUCKING HATE YOU ALL YOU PUT ME THROUGH THIS HELL YOU BUMBLING IDITOITS
== DATYUYADSAUY 7 ==
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA FUCKING CANT DO TAHIS ANUMORE AAAAAAAAAAAAGH RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH I WANT MY ANIME RIGHT NOW!!!! I WANT IT I NEED MAKIMAS FINE ASS THIS INSTANT!!!!! I DONT GIVE A FUCK IF IM CHEATING I WANT ANIME BACK
== CYDHSGNCUFEWHDEWIKCHDSUICBSDIUCEJSCNS 8 ==
FUCK FUCKF FUCK CIDHSUILFUCCKFUICJKFIUCK FCIUFCKJFIUJKCUFC CICUFCKJFCUCUN FCKUCFCFUUC I III CANT DO THIS I FUCKING HATE BmY tcI<LIFE OIMG IM GONNA DO IT IM GONNA SHOOT MYSELVF... NOW! I CAN T DOT THIS
== day 9 ==
at this point i am done, what's the point in life if i have no anime? as i am writing this i have a gun to my head, ready to shoot...
tell my mother i love her.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Jornel
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Suicide
Category:Excessive Profanity