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The Shadow Entity

Today, I moved into my new house. It's a nice two story house, but theres's a door that only leads to a brick wall. I don't know why that is. Oh well. I went in my room and it was BIG. I've always wanted a big room; my old house had like a very small room. I set up my laptop in my room. When I went out of my room everything was re-arranged and I didn't remember pieces of paper being in the bathroom. I shrugged it off and went on about the day. I watched TV for a while. That's when I noticed a burning smell. I went into the kitchen and it was on fire. I rushed over to my parents and told them the kitchen was on fire. When they rushed down with the fire extinguisher, the fire was gone. My dad said "Look, I know you're not used to this house, but you don't need to drive us out of it." I clearly remembered the kitchen was really on fire! I went to sleep, hoping I would be better in the morning, but I heard foot steps, but I ignored it and went to sleep.
==11/25/12==
Everything was going normal today, but later, the house started to get cold. Then, I heard whispering. It said
"The operater needs you...." I seriously have to stop reading Slenderman stories. It's like a proxy is watching me. I got on my computer and played a few games like TF2 and Spore, but then in Spore, in the middle of a battle, the game window minimized and went directly to Cleverbot. Cleverbot said
"the operater needs you..." I replied
"who is this!?"
"The Shadow Entity, I know your name, Andrew" Cleverbot stated. HOW THE HELL DOES IT KNOW MY NAME!? I asked
"were you the one who was making those footsteps?" Cleverbot replied, saying
"yes, and i'll do anything to drive you out of my house" ITS HOUSE!? WHAT DOES IT MEAN "ITS HOUSE"!? I asked if it died in this house. It said
"yes, and goodbye" It went back to Spore and that motherfucker made another creature kill my creature!
==11/26/12==
I went on my computer, and again, it went to Cleverbot. Here's what happened:
"DO YOU SERIOUSLY HAVE TO BOTHER ME NOW!?"
"? its fun playing with you"
"listen you buttmunch, get out of my computer and get out of this house or else."
"or else what?"
"uh...hm...i don't know"
"behind you."
I turned around and I saw a shadowy figure reaching out for me. I rushed out of my room and I told my mom and dad we have to leave NOW. They asked why and I pointed to the thing that was chasing me and we left immediately... However, it still haunts us ever since.
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The Shadow Man

"Alright, Tom, time to head out." The boss man called out to me.
"Alright." I replied in an "optimistic" voice. I then turned off the stupid computer, and got off my damn chair then headed out of the cubical. I walked out to the car parking lot, and drove off to the bar. I didn't feel like going home to my bitchy wife just yet. Then I made it to the bar.
"Ugh," I groaned while sitting on the stool. "Give me the usual." I told the bartender. I never really learned his name. There was no talking between us except for the order and the okay between us two, but he knew my face and I knew his.
"Hey, you." A voice called out to me from my right. "Hey, you." The voice was from an old worn out type man. "Hey, you." I turned right after another sigh.
"What, old man?" I said in an almost hostile tone.
"There's a shadow in my house. A shadow! I swear." He said.
"..... ugh." I let out. The bartender came back and gave me my beer.
"There you go, sir." Then he left to occupy another customer.
"A shadow, my friend, a shadow of a human. Without a body. I swear." He kept talking with that god awful voice. "I'll show you If you want to see. I will. I've been keeping track of its movements throughout the day. I outlined his shadow with chalk in my house. Many of times. It moves around, but I never see it move. It's only in different spots throughout the day." He added. I turned to him again.
"What do you want from me." I said in frustration.
"I want you to go to my house tomorrow. I'm scared, my friend." He said in a pleading voice.
"Why?" I asked in confusion.
"The shadow. The movements. Please, tomorrow at this time go to this address." He wrote down his address on a piece of paper then handed it to me. "The shadow. It is scaring me. I don't know what to do. I need your help. Please.
I finally said " Okay, give me the damn paper." Then I took it. He then left after paying for my beer. Then I eventually went home and the normal business went on.
The next day I was driving home and I was wonder whether to go to my home, or the old man's house. I couldn't go to the bar today, because of shortage on money. I eventually realized I would rather get my dick chopped off by a chainsaw then see my bitch of a wife, so I went to the old man's address.
When I got to the house I knocked on the door. No one answered. After a while I gave up and went home.
The next day I came by again. The door was already open. I went inside. There was papers all over the floor with writings and data, and bits of leftover food. There was also chalk markings of human figures. Shadow outlines.... The next room was the same. Food, paper, and chalk outlines. Then there was a staircase. I went upstairs, and there was one piece of paper and a shadow disembodied right next to it. The piece of paper on the floor said one word in big red capital letters. RUN
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The Shadow Of Emptiness

My name is Tom. When i was a young adult, i lived in the middle of the city. It was very loud, but my parents wouldn't mind. They said i would get used to it. Heh, they were really wrong about that. I still haven't gotten used to that much sound. I now live in the middle of the woods. Well, on with the story then. I had a little closet with all of my secret items. All from knives to comic books. I subscribed to a comic back then, called "Horror stories to read in the dark". It was always my favourite. My mom didn't want me to read it, and threw them away as soon as i got them. Luckily she didn't know how to stop subcribing to them. So all i had to do was pick them up on my way to the gym, and read it in the evening. One day though, it said" Compete in a simple quiz to win $5000". That was just what my family needed. I went to my mom to tell her the good news (Not knowing if she was going to be happy or mad), but she was not home. I guessed she was at the supermarket to buy our food for the week, and waited. After one hour, she was still not home. I wnt to the supermarket and hopes i would find her. The cashier (My aunt) hadn't seen her there, so i was very worried. I went to my mother's friend's house andasked, wondering if she was alright. She wasn't there. I went to the local hospital and asked if Ms. Johansson was there. She was, they said. They asked if they were a member of her family, and i told them i was her son. Although, when i got to see her, she was completely messed up! Her usually blonde hair was blood red and torn off, lying on the pillow. The arms and legs were completely torn off. And, worst of all, her face was mangled! I cried when i saw her, aking if she was alive. The doctors said that she will die if she doesn't try as hard a she can. I cried even more, thinking that she probably would die, since she has been having trouble with her liver lately. I went to see if she remembered me. Luckily she did. I was relieved a few days later, when the doctors said she would be fine. I was not fully happy though. I was not going to let the thing that did this get away, so i went to my girlfriend, magdalene'shouse and asked if she has been hearing anything new lately. She nodded, but she also said that she would keep an ear out for any info about that specific type of murder. Two days later she died. And then i died. And then the rest of the universe exploded. The end
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The Shadow Painting

In the 1800's, in a small town in North Carolina, there lived a man, his wife, and their two kids. This man was remembered by the hat he wore, that was reminiscent of what mafia members would wear. This man, we'll call him John, was liked by all in the town. He was happy, always smiling and laughing, generally a great guy. The last few weeks of his life, he kept going on about a "shadow man" that haunted his dreams. Supposedly, it was this "shadow man" who made him do what he did on a quiet night in May. While they were asleep, he slaughtered his family with a butcher knife, then shot himself. Some say he was depressed, others say it was this "shadow man" that made him do it. While he was alive, he was a talented artist, and made many paintings. The last painting he made before the murder-suicide he commited included shadow people...
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The Shadow in the room

It was an ordinary Saturday me driving home from a friend's house around half way back to my apartment i was at a traffic light waiting for it to turn green. When the traffic light finally changed i dove forward halfway through the intersection the got nailed in the side by some guy in a rush. His car flipped off the road and into a stop sign, the instant the car stopped moving a man wearing a bandana-ish like thing with a glowing yellow mouth with a pitch black hoodie and black pants and what looked like he had black shoes got out of the totaled car. I thought he was some sort of d.j. at first then looked at me in my tore up car then ran like he saw a ghost or some other horrific being. The police finally got to where the crash was and got me out of my car. I was bleeding and had a broken arm. nothing serious. I had a friend drive me back to my apartment. I lay in bad that night thinking about the look on that mans face, he was threatening me like he was going to kill me, then i thought that i was reading too many Creepy pasta's, then i went to bed, wondering about that man.
About a month later i was on my way to my friends house to watch some football, i got to a red light and i saw that man standing in a window of one of the buildings. I brushed it off like it was nothing. I was about to turn on the road where my friends house was then i saw, Him again he stared at me not moving. I thought this was insane because when i saw him in one of the buildings was twelve miles back. I got to my friends house unharmed but i still had a feeling he was there. i got a chill up my spine and knocked on my friends door and entered his house.
It was about 10:30 when I got in my car and began to drive home. I kept an eye out for that man but i never saw him on the way back to my apartment. I was confused "where is he?" I thought to myself. When i got to the apartment complex i saw the man standing in one of the windows, The man was standing in my apartment. I ran i inside the building and up to my apartment then i unlocked the door and went inside to find nothing. No traces of the man anywhere. I thought I was hallucinating because it was so late at night so I got in bed. I heard a bump in my room like something just got knocked over. I jumped up and said "what the hell!" and looked around my room and i looked in my corner of my room. He was there i screamed and ran to the door of my room and he stood behind me. he told me in a ghostly voice "you can't escape friend." I pulled on my door realizing it was locked. By the time i got to the door open he was gone. It was like he was never there, all he left was a note that said...
I keep this note on the side of my fridge as a reminder that he will come back they always come back at the most unexpected times I will never forget him he left a shadow of fear in my heart and in the people around me so a well deserved name should be...The Shadow in the room.
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The Shadow on the Blinds

Billy is sitting on the couch, watching some T.V. He looks behind him at the blinds and sees a creepy shadow.
"Ahhhhhh!" shouts Billy.
He pulls open the blinds to find the source of the shadow, which is just his dad doing some yard work.
Billy sighs in relief and resumes watching television.
Oh good. He fell for it, thinks the shadow.
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The Shadows in the Corner of Your Eye

You have seen those shadows out of the corner of your eye, right? Those shadows that disappear just as quick as they appear. You have always been ignoring them. Those shadows. But you should not. They are there for a reason. For everything has a reason. The reason they are there varies from shadow to shadow, but the reason is most often... daunting. But they seek no harm. In fact, they are there to help you. To protect you from the Beasts. The Beasts are constantly trying to get you, but the shadows fight them. But, after 80 years or so, the shadows are too tired to fight anymore, so the Beasts will get you. If the beast gets you, you just simply... die.
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The Shadowy Standing Ass Wiper

I was a standing ass wiper for years. At work one day, I overheard some co-workers laughing about being in the bathroom stall and seeing the shadow of someone standing up to wipe their ass.
I was petrified. It must have been me. I was the shadowy standing ass wiper.
All these years, had I been doing it wrong? I mean, that's just how my parents used to wipe my ass when I was little so I just assumed that's how it was to be done.
I rushed home from work and began Googling how to effectively wipe your ass. No shit.
I stumbled on a YouTube video of a kindergarten teacher who taped two balloons to the back of a chair. She then took some toilet paper, leaned to the side and demonstrated reaching behind and wiping between the two balloons.
I was AMAZED. Like holy shit, that seems so much simpler than standing up, jamming your butt cheeks back together and trying to force a wad of toilet paper in there.
PLUS I'll never have to be known as the shadowy standing ass wiper again.
I've been a sitting/leaning wiper ever since.
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The Shit.

You are about to go canoeing. You feel quite nervous, because this is your first time and there are a handful of people you don't even know.
You get your swimsuit, buoyancy aid, and all your kit and gear on, which in total took one hour. You feel quite embarrassed, because all the others took a mere 5 minutes.
You and your fellow strangers get the canoes ready, and are about to push them in the water. You jump in and 30 minutes later, when you are far out at sea, that's when it happens.
A gurgle in your stomach, which slowly moves down your abdominal area, towards your rectum. You think it is just some petty wind, but you actually FEEL it. Solid in all its glory. You push, and you feel the head of the turtle. You know that it's too late. You can't go back and besides, getting the swimsuit on itself took 1 hour.
You panic. You squirm. You try to pull it back in, but it's too late. Half of the shit had already come out. And then you remember.
You kept your pants on.
You're helpless at this point. Everyone is noticing you squirm and stop rowing. Your own instinctive reactions seem to take over control of the whole of your rectum, as you let go of the bomb.
It squelches in between your pants and your seat and flattens. Oh, the agony of embarrassment! It wasn't just any old capsizer, it was a cow pat! You feel it warm and sticky and the whole of your pants seem to be stuck to your legs. Everyone is smelling it.
The warm scent of shit.
You don't have any choice but to jump in the water. The shit would dry and stick you to the seat.
This shit was as sticky as a Pritt Stick!
As you plunge into the water, your worst fear swiftly becomes a reality.
It was lurking out of your legs.
It ran down your trouser legs, and into the water.
It murked like fog.
It lurked like death.
It spread like water on a curved surface.
Forgetting to swim out of fear, you slowly sink into the murky brown water.
You gasp for air in the murky brown water.
You accidentally swallow it in. The warm flavour swims down your throat and into your liver.
The diarrhoea is so strong, it collapses your liver, and you slowly drown and die.
The last, faded words your hear is,
"Get your shit together Tyrone!"
YOU'RE NEXT
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The Shit Pic

I don't even know how to describe this feeling. It's like I'm out of touch with reality, like it's become distorted.
Oh wait actually I just stood up too fast. Nevermind I'm fine, just needed to grab a soda from the fridge.
My dog was the best dog in the world. He was always happy and cheerful, and liked to take shits in places that he shouldn't. I called him Shithead.
One day, I was walking Shithead down the sidewalk. Just as usual, he'd stop every 100 feet or so to take a shit on someone's lawn. I was chuckling, "Oh Shithead, you rascal."
But I didn't see it coming when Shithead decided to pop a huge turd directly on top of a leprechaun he knocked down, who also happened to be in front of a bus. The bus didn't have time to stop, and both of them died.
Well, the leprechaun's brother held him in his arms or whatever. I was angry with him for letting my dog die. So, in memory of Shithead, I pooped in my hand and threw it at the leprechaun's face. I picked up Shithead's turd to preserve it in memory, and went home.
On the day of his funeral, I came with my friends dressed in brown, with some patches grass attached to various areas of my suit. I figured that's how Shithead would've liked to see me, just like the most important part of his life, grassy turds.
Well, during the funeral, some white guy handed me some photos of Shithead. I just figured he missed Shithead as well, even though literally no one else liked my dog due to the fact that he would always crap on their lawns while I laughed.
When I got back home, I sat down and took a look at the photos. I enjoyed the photos of him taking shits in various places, such as lawns, people's homes, restaurants, etc.
But then I noticed a strange picture. He was taking a shit on my neighbor's lawn, as usual, except... something was off. That was when I spotted it.
He was constipated.
I couldn't speak. I flipped the pages, and each time he was struggling to crap in inappropriate places. I finally reached the page where I couldn't take it anymore. I saw Shithead just staring at White House lawn with longing, just wishing he could take a million dumps all over it.
I broke down, and knew what I had to do. I went over to my neighbors house, rang the doorbell, ran back to the lawn, and proceeded to pull my pants down.
"What the fuck do you want? Wait... what the fuck are you doing?!"
I squatted, preparing to honor Shithead as I stared directly into my neighbors eyes, when... Oh god...
I was constipated.
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The Shitman

This is the scariest story in the entire world so if you're scared easily close this story NOW and close your computer and cancel your internet service because this story will make sure you never sleep again!!!
Ok now that only the brave are reading get ready. So once there was a man name James or John. He lived alone in a one bedroom apartment with NO ONE. Jeff was very normal so normal that if you asked his friends what he was like they would say he was normal. That's how normal Jeff was. Sometimes though Jeff was not normal. One night he awoke from his nightly eyelid time. It was dark and he had to use the bathroom. Jeff got out of his bed and went to the bathroom to go. When he sat down the toilet seat was cold as Antarctica (I assume cause I have not been there). "wowee this seat is really cold!!" said Jeff. After doing his business Jeff went back to sleep.
The next morning Jeff received a text from a blocked number. The text said "hello John I am the shitman and you better watch out". Jeff screamed and was confused cause his name is not John or James. When he finally calmed down Jeff responded "ok". That night Jeff tucked himself into bed 20 times as is tradition. Then he closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Jeff awoke at exactly 2:03am cause his stomach was yelling. He had to use the bathroom. Annoyed by his yelling belly Jeff got out of bed to do his business. When he got to the toilet Jeff unbuckled his belt and pulled his jeans down to take a seat. When his butt touched the seat Jeff's eyes got really big! The seat was WARM D:
all of a sudden a very average looking man appeared in the doorway to which Jeff said "hello". The man spoke and said "I am the shitman". Jeff screamed a lot but then stopped. The shitman said "I'm going to kill you right now". Jeff started screaming again but before he could stop again the shitman got him.
So if you ever use the bathroom and the seat is warm remember
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The Shoe Tree

One day, I was driving my daughter down to the countryside to visit her mom, who I had divorced.
As we drove, my daughter suddenly did a tantrum and said she had to pee.
I sighed and stopped near the woods. Afterwards, I heard her say "Hey Daddy, look!"
I came running and saw her looking at a giant tree with small shoes tied to the branches.
She then showed me some candy that she somehow got, and she asked me if I wanted some.
"Who gave you that?!", I told my daughter, for I was, like, really scared.
"The Nice Man did.", she said.
It was then that I noticed that her shoes were gone. Horrified, I looked at the tree and saw her shoes among the many kids' shoes there.
I then grabbed her hand and ran to the car with her.
Then, suddenly, I saw a spooky man in the car's backseat.
The man had pure black skin and a white mask with a huge spooky smile filled with small sharp teeth. His eyes were glowing and he had a snake tongue. He had arms as long as his body, and his fingers were as long as his arms.
The spooky man then got out of the car, grabbed me and my daughter, and took us to the tree.
He then said he would take my shoes.
"Any questions before I take your shoes?", he said.
"Yeah, I got one question for ya...", I said as I quickly pointed at the shoes on the tree...
"WHAT ARE THOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSE"
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