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Ghost...

This is not a dream.
I only speak of reality - When looking out my bedroom door, it's quite frightening to see the shadows trickle by.
This is no ordinary house. People have died here. But of all the things creepy, the cabinet is the most.
It will open sometimes. And I will see things in it. Knives, bottles, mirrors...
I'm afraid of mirrors. The way they stare back at you.
One night, I was home alone. I heard chuckles in the house.
I was afraid to be in my own house. I went to the cabinet. It was closed. I decided to open it.
There were no mirrors, but I will never forget the face staring back at me.
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Ghost.png

Hi my name is Mason I like to study creepypastas Today after watching the Kirby trailer. I wanted to try it. But I experienced something else.
Day 1 It was dark. It was past my bed time. Still I kept searching for my Gameboy.
Day 2 I woke up in the night. Wanting to play a game on the day off. I opened the closet door and found my computer. I searched on it for the Kirby Game ROMs. I started searching for some hidden bosses. I found something called "Ghost.png"
Day 3 I called in my friend Joseph. I told him if he can do a ROM hack of the game. He said "What do you want added?". I told him "The boss Ghost.png"
Day 4 I tried the game. After reaching the boss. It was the Marowak ghost, But it was Glitchy. I said to my self "Why is IT here?". After defeating the boss, The game froze. I got scared and NEVER played with that boss ever again.
So this experience was pretty much real. Instead it happened in a Pokémon game with the code: BURIED_ALIVE Yep, Always something creepy...
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Ghost Cars

In Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas, the story of the game itself is riddled with urban legends and strange occurrences. In-game stories range from tales of murderers, extraterrestrials and other strange beings, though many things can usually be dismissed as rumors, much as they are in true everyday life. But one creepy thing does happen commonly in this game.
Venture away from the city and begin exploring the countryside. In woody areas, you're likely to encounter something fans call "Ghost Cars". These cars have no drivers, and when they're on hills, they'll roll as any real car would while it's set to neutral.
But sometimes, these cars will chase you, almost as if they're controlled by vengeful spirits.
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Ghost Having a Mid-Death Crisis

So I've been dead for nearly 44 years now (elephant stampede), and I just don't feel like I've accomplished much. I work as a greeter at a haunted asylum, and I thought things were turning around when I was on an episode of Ghost Hunters (season 3, episode 5, I was the orb that flew by Grant's head). But nothing really ever came of it. I don't know if anyone else has even noticed me. I once ghost-farted on another guy's EVP recording but then Todd the douchebag poltergeist threw the recorder against the wall and broke it before they could listen to it. My GF is a demon but I'm used to that. My buddy, who died with me in the stampede is a Ghost who stands at the foot of the bed in a big, fancy haunted hotel, and I'm really jealous of him. How do I get over these feelings of inadequacy? Oh yeah, also I can totally come through a computer or cell phone (Android, not iPhone yet), so go ahead and turn slowly to look behind you... BOO! Ha ha just kidding, I wouldn't do that...or would I??? Okay well thanks for your time. See you REAL soon.
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Ghost Kidney

The day was April 20, 2069. I was lying in bed browsing reddit when suddenly my back hurt so bad. It reminded me of the time someone ripped my spine out and cracked it like a whip.
I drank a whole teaspoon of water so I knew my kidneys were very dehydrated. And I knew that a thirsty whore of a kidney is a painful whore of a kidney. And then I remembered. I had both my kidneys removed at the ripe old age of 666! So it was a phantom pain FROM A GHOST KIDNEY
So I'm currently being haunted by an organ that died (illegal organ harvesters are dicks) and every time I turn out the lights, I see this random glowing kidney bean-shaped apparition floating around my room!
But this is my life. Forever haunted by a dead kidney.
Moral of the story, drink water kids
Also pls follow r/thanoschungus
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Ghost Stories

One night, a man walked into his kitchen. He was very hungry, and decided to make some toast to quench his hunger. When he opened the bread drawer, he found that there was only rye bread. His favorite. He placed the bread into the toaster, and crumbs were everywhere. He set his toaster to the perfect setting for making delicious toast. As the bread was toasting a delicious golden sheet over it, the man wondered what he was going to put on his midnight meal. He thought of putting some strawberry jam on it, but decided that he was not in the mood for strawberry jam. He thought of making a Peanut Butter Sandwich, but he hated the taste of Peanut Butter. He even thought of putting margarine on his perfect slices of toast, but he thought to himself "who the hell eats margarine? I mean, I'm already 50 pounds overweight, but I don't want a heart attack!" As the toaster popped out the now golden pieces of heaven, the man decided what to put on his toast. The thing that will melt inside his mouth, and make him jump with joy. Butter. He opened the fridge hoping to make his night with this warm buttery snack. But what he saw almost made him scream in terror. Because inside the fridge... There was no butter to be found...
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Ghost Train

So I was sitting in a train. I sat there first for couple of minutes, then lots of minutes, then lots of hours and I suddenly realized that I had no idea where I was going, I had no idea I why I was sitting in this never ending train. I looked out of the window, I saw black. Hours turned into days, days into years, until I suddenly realized that I was sitting when there was no seat, and that I was living when there was no substance. I became old man and realized I can control where the ghost train was going. I went to the front of train, took the wheel to lead the train. I had tot tell about these train powers to somebody. With my control, the train took form of a finger and right before it vanished, it touched the back of somebody's head.
The head was the head of my younger self, who barely noticed it as he was sitting in a train, no idea where he was going and no idea how he got there.
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Ghost Van

Once their was this man and his name was George. Every single kid in the neighborhood loved him because he was the ice cream man. He came around every single Friday night... nobody ever went out to eat on Fridays - Everybody stayed home. But one night he didn't come! The kids thought he was just confused and went to his house to tell him. They saw Mr. George, but he was dead. Nobody knew how he died.
One Friday, all the kids where home and saw that Mr. George's van was coming around. They got confused and went outside to see who it was. Nobody was in the van! When it drove away, someone got in the drivers seat and said, "Poor Mr. George."
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Ghost War

Don't get me started on this, because I'm afraid they'll get me. Don't tell anyone this but ghosts have come to go to war with the living. You will die. Sometimes you will, sometimes you won't. Death, blood everywhere you look. I was taken just hours ago, and soon I'll take you!
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Ghost of Platform Racing 2

Platform racing 2 is a multiplayer game where you race other players on player created maps. Supposedly there is a ghost on it. I, being the guy who believed in most legends, was definitely creeped out. I emailed my friend about my awesome discovery since he liked this type of stuff also. This all happened at about 1:00 in the morning so my friend was probably asleep so i would have to wait awhile for him to reply. was waiting on the campaign page for someone to play one of the levels when someone finally joined newbieland. I joined and waited for the map to finish drawing. It took a surprisingly long amount of time for it to draw but it finally started. The game began its count down and then when it reached zero i dashed. For some reason the other guy wasn't moving so decided he was AFK. He probably left during the long drawing time. I decided to go ahead since there was a reward for first place. As I ran forward I noticed obvious changes to the map since i had run this map many times. I then stopped moving. I waited for it to stop since it was probably just lag. I waited but then the other player ran past me. I then realized it was my guy and started to get extremely frustrated. I pressed etc. and was about to click exit to menu when my mouse twitched to resume. I rolled over it again and it did it again. I then rolled over escape to menu and clicked really quick but i ended up clicking resume. I thankfully was now able to move but i was very confused to see the other guy forfeit the race. Which didn't make sense since he had an incredible lead. But i kept going because i wanted that prize. It was a hat which are usually not given away so easily. I kept going and then there was the other player, facing my direction. I thought he forfeit so i got confused but i decided it was nothing or just a glitch saying he forfeit. I went pass him but he swung his sword power-up and my character flew back. Right as i got up he shot me with the gun power up which is weird since you can only have one power-up at a time. I got up and ran but he placed a mine right in front of me (using the mine placing power-up.) My character got hit and flew. But then as i flew into safety net which was one of the obvious changes. As i hit it instead of respawning it showed a picture of my character being dragged off by another version of my character and the words GAME OVER appeared. If you have played platform racing 2 you would know that that is not normal. There is no game over. I got creeped out and since it was late at night i was easily scared and i left the game. I came back a few days later and decided to start playing. As i started up a map i saw my character had the word doppelganger written across my shirt and i couldn't control my guy. I left again and then rejoined and my character still was out of my control. I decided I would make a
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Ghost of the Highway

I've read so many stories here so I decided to submit mine. About six years ago I was with my friend Tom at my parent's cabin. We decided to head off to a casino located on a Ojibway reserve about forty minutes away. The entire stretch of highway between is heavily forested and has no lights meaning it can get incredibly dark.
We got there and played some poker, tried a few table games and grabbed some dinner with our winnings. Pretty successful night overall for the both of us. We ended up leaving the casino around 1AM. A little later than I would've liked given the lack of any street lights.
We drive for about twenty minutes on the highway without passing any other vehicles when I notice two green orbs just off the highway before a hill. Realizing it was a deer, I slammed on the breaks and waited. Several deer crossed and we resumed driving.
The car was going slowly up the hill because it was a starting stop. As soon as we make the crest of the hill Tom screamed "Holy Shit!" Right in front of us was a young woman walking in the middle of our lane towards us no more than maybe 30 feet away. I slam on the breaks again and come within 10 feet of her. Thankfully slowing down earlier and climbing the hill meant we weren't going fast but what was going through my mind wasn't the fact that I nearly ran over someone, it was that this young woman with pitch black hair was wearing a white nightgown with no shoes was still walking towards us with a blank expressionless face. Not going to lie, that image frightened me because it looked like something straight out of a horror movie.
Tom and I waited to see if she was going to pull up to our window and maybe ask for help or something. She made it to the front of my car and went around the driver side. She didn't stop but she raised her hand and dragged it across the side of my car while continuing her walk. At this point Tom and I were both freaked out.
I asked Tom what do we do. He said that we should just get out of here. For whatever reason, I just didn't feel right about leaving and not asking if she was alright. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw that she was still walking. Having almost hit her and knowing that something just wasn't right, I decided to do something. I told Tom that I was going to ask if she was alright. Tom pleaded that we just go and get out of there. I put on some bravado and told him not to worry and that I would be right back. I put on my blinkers and stepped out of my car. I left my door open to provide some light and I walked around to the trunk of my car. My interior lights didn't do much but blinkers allowed me to see an outline of her slightly down the hill. Only able to see her every other second, I half yelled "Are you alright?" She finally stopped walking and turned around. but she wasn't a woman. she was a skellington!!!!
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Ghostagram

Megan Tucker was waiting for her friends Melissa, and Kelly at the mall. They had planned to go shopping, and eat lunch together.
Megan checked herself in the bathroom mirror. She snapped a selfie on Instagram. When she looked at the picture however, she saw a ghost behind her. It was the ghost of a little girl. She had grey hair, and was covered by blood. Megan looked behind her, but saw no one.
"What's wrong honey?", asked her mom, as Megan left the bathroom.
"Nothing", she lied. "I thought I saw a grey hair."
"Don't be silly dear. You're still young." Mom said. "I didn't raise two kids for nothing".
"Excuse me?", Megan said.
"Did I say two kids? I meant one", her mom said, as she started to panic.
Melissa and Kelly soon arrived. "We got your Instagram picture. What's with the ghost?"
Megan dragged them to someplace private, and hushed them. "I think she was my sister, who I never heard of before." Megan showed the picture to her mom, and asked for an explanation.
Her mom sighed. "I was afraid this day would come. Yes, you had a baby sister who died before you were born. Her name was Susie, and I noticed she had a grey hair, so I killed her. Now that you know, you and your friends must die too".
Megan wanted to scream for help, but her mouth was covered. After Megan was stabbed in the stomach, she was just strong enough for one last selfie.
She got a posthumous message. "Hey baby. You look hot. Wanna go out?"
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Ghosting Copypasta

I fucking hate you, like why do you ghost me in the first place? You are scared of me, huh?! Yeah clearly, you are scared. You are such a coward that I bet that you aren't even reading this message. You don't want to read it cause you know that if you do you'll end up being so afraid that you'll end up pissing on yourself. You don't want to make your pants dirty because you know well that these are the only one you got cuz your only parent (your mother) is so poor that she cannot afford any other clothes. Even if she has almost no money, she is keeping all of it for herself because, even if she is incredibly stupid, she knows well that you, the big piece of shit that you are, doesn't deserve any of her money. You are a trash and you will serve nothing to society, and you know it well but you don't do anything about it. All your "friends" don't really love you y'know, they have pity toward you and want to give you hope that there are people on this fucking planet that enjoy being with you, but it's all been lies since the beginning. I'm laughing so much seeing that you actually think that there are people in this damn planet that love you. It is so funny. And you, you are simply pathetic.
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Ghosts in the Closet

"Whew, Another hard day at work."
The butcher threw his bloody apron onto the floor. Stretching out his back, he took out a folder. It was labeled "Status Quo."
He looked through the pictures in it. There was about twenty or thirty people. About fifteen of them had red X's through their faces.
He came to the one of myself, and pinned it to the wall. I watched from my anguish as he prepared his tools. Taking a metal tool, he ran it over my leg. I watched in agonizing pain as blood quickly surfaced. I tried to make a sound, but the duct tape over my mouth prevented any noise.
"Why are you bleeding? I thought by now you'd be able to control yourself."
His face became red from anger and he slapped me across the face. He tightened the restraints on my wrists. I felt hot tears fall down my face as the leather straps cut into my skin. He grabbed a firepoker from his fireplace. He put the red hot end right on my stomach. The skin bubbled and welted and he had an angry look on his face again.
"WHY CAN YOU NOT DO WHAT I HAVE ASKED YOU TO DO!! I HAVE TOLD YOU, YOU ARE AN EXPERIMENT... AND YOU ARE FAILING."
He took the poker and smacked me up the head with it. He walked away and went in the room for awhile. He had left the folder within reach of my feet so I dragged it over to me. According to his paperwork, he was trying to make a person be able to withstand any type of mortal wound. When he abducted me, he told me that I would make a nice little experiment.
That was over a month ago. I have gotten little water, a very small amount of food... and many scars.
He came out later that night, completely enraged.
"What have you done?! Now that you know what I am doing, you can not live. You were my favorite one too..."
He stroked the side of my cheek. I felt one blow to my head until something stopped him. Hesitantly opening my eyes, I saw a woman holding his hand back. Someone else was trying to untie me. The closet door behind him busted open. There was at least eight or nine bodies in there. I saw people walk out and surround him.
When I was untied I was told to run.
I looked back one last time to see his flesh melt off him.
==Aftermath==
That was over a year ago.
I still have the scars... the permanent reminder of my torture. The police investigated his house and found no cause of death for him. They also found many other bodies throughout the house.
As for me, I am glad that the fucker is dead.
He was my first experiment.
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Giratina.exe

I was watching Lugia the unbelievable while Reshiram and Giratina were gonna use their signatures, but the movie stopped.
I was playing Pokemon Black but a little different the Game Freak sounded slow, and a message appeared saying "EXCITED FOR ROUND 2?"
I was in the title which had Zekrom and Beshiram in their tortured state and Kyurem popping up in normal form, I pressed enter and the level began.
Kyurem's sprite was very well made then I chased Reshiram but it jumped into the ferris wheel then I made Kyurem chase it.
The background was DNA Splicers everywhere then Reshiram was on the next cart, I made Kyurem jump and somehow, screaming appeared by Kyurem and many images of Reshiram with the black and red dotes and then the level ended.
I was back on the title screen, Zekrom and Beshiram were missing instead I saw Kyurem in its tortured state, it had holes in its body on the title screen, Zygarde appeared and then I pressed enter the level is called "NICECAVE".
Zygarde's sprite was well made like Kyurem, I made it go through the location mutiple times and then it ran into spikes the background was melting and the level ended.
The Title Screen Showed up like expected and Zygarde was with Kyurem.
Zygarde had a new mouth and new eyes and its colour is dark blue.
Giratina popped up in its Altered form happily and I pressed enter.
The level's title was blank.
Giratina's sprite is sihoulleted with Reshiram, Zekrom, Beshiram, My Haxorus, Kyurem and Zygarde.
The walls were closing and I tried pressing the buttons but nothing.
Giratina was crushed and said
"Reshiram, The Vast White Pokemon..."
And the image was Giratina having its eyes stripped.
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