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once upon a time there was a pie named joseph. Joseph was a big pie who liked to eat chicken. Chickens are a nice source of protein and i like eating chicken. In fact kfc has one of the nicest chicken in the world that i go there everyday. Anyway joseph didnt want to be a pie so he disappeared, no one knows what happened to joseph but rumours say he killed himself. The end
My name is Mike, its October 31st my friend from school Amber is having her birthday at 12 midnight. She doesn’t have to many friends 10 friends in total are at the party. We eat pizza, cake and watch a scary Halloween movie about clowns. The time is almost 2am we all decide to go outside to see if there’s still candy by people’s houses. We walk around the neighborhood but its 2am no way is there any candy. Were a group of 10 being loud joking around etc. We keep walking and taking when we see 2 figures in black robes at first, we just thought its nothing. As we get close we see 2 figures dressed in black robes with clown masks and they have scythe's. Three friends start screaming AHH WTF RUN RUN, some of us are standing in fear. The 2 figures start to swing their scythe's and start growling and we hear them saying time to die. Where all like WTF RUNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! We all ran as fast as we could to Amber's house and locked the door. The figures were standing outside in the dark looking at the house we were in. We all were so scared Amber called the police they came in 20 minutes by now its 3am the police said time for you all to go to bed, do not wander around outside at 2am. After this night all promised each other we would not stay up on Halloween ever again!
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Sythe dot org, Sythe dot org.
Where business titans meet white knight tyrants; a clash of eternity.
“Millionaire” site owners meet keyboard warriors; a tug-of-war, consistently.
A harmony of major monopolies, drama engulfing anomalies.
Power hungry leaders and troll inducing bumbum feeders.
Richard and his minions? We want adverse opinions.
Corruption in its roots yet we let them grow into fruits.
Development team voting and entrants screaming, a nightmare in my vision, gleaming.
A slithering voice coming from deep in the shadows,
Come, come, Uncle Mootrucks will show around the meadows.
You follow the mysterious man and work your way around the maze, you’ll run into lot of familiar faces.
An army of trigger happy moderators freezes, staring at free mod score, races.
Report a vader warriors in the back creepin’, in a moment’s notice, leapin’.
Continue in the maze you’ll find yourself in a haze,
Haze so cloudy, you find your visions blurring; tripping and skipping into the rowdy report a scammer section, confused by the mighty banners of the sticky shippin’.
“All aboard the mothership,” the captain yells.
“Walk carefully on the old plank, it is susceptible to brittle!
Or you’ll become a blasphemous, banned, spam forum celebrity giggle.”
The clash between tyrants and colored-named titans with massive erections is never ending,
Popcorn supplying itself; movie membership, always extending.
The captain approaches,
From the shadows and the depths of hell; Seraphic.
He whispers while holding a handful of annoying reports, grinning,
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Once there was a scary barnacle.
He was so scary that everyone died.
The end.
He was so scary that everyone died.
The end.
Halloween has always been the favorite time of the year for Benjamin. The little guy was now old enough to go spend the night alone with his friends instead of having to walk houses with his parents.
He lived in the countryside so there wasn't a lot of house around so they had to knock at every houses in order to gather the more candies as possible. When Benjamin spent the Halloween night with his parent, they made sure the little boy would avoid houses that weren't decorated. But this year was different as he was alone with his friends and felt for the first the feeling of freedom.
Fred, one of Benjamin's friend, decided to settle things before they start their run.
"Do we all agree on knocking at every door this year even though it's not a decorated house?" he said, confident.
Jim, the oldest, nodded with a side smile.
Benjamin on the other hand, wasn't too sure about the idea and remained silent.
Tom, the last boy, jumped out of joy as it was also the first time he would spend the Halloween run alone.
So the 4 boys started to walk around and of course, the first house they see wasn't decorated. They all suddently felt shook and looked at eachothers.
"I'll go" said Jim, fearless.
As the boy approached the house, he noticed there were decorations inside and the door was half opened. He heard strange noises inside and suddently felt a cold air flow. Excited, Jim thought it would be cool to enter as it looked pretty much like a typical haunted halloween house.
"Come on guys, this is some kind of a haunt-...."
The boy couldn't even finish his sentence that he was instantly grabbed inside and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Frightened, the 3 youngsters ran away as fast as they could and they never looked back. Their halloween party finished as fast as it started.
They obviously couldn't sleep at all that night.
In the morning, Benjamin would see on television: "14 year old boy found dead in a so-called haunted house", the same house that had been abandoned earlier this year because of bankruptcy.
He lived in the countryside so there wasn't a lot of house around so they had to knock at every houses in order to gather the more candies as possible. When Benjamin spent the Halloween night with his parent, they made sure the little boy would avoid houses that weren't decorated. But this year was different as he was alone with his friends and felt for the first the feeling of freedom.
Fred, one of Benjamin's friend, decided to settle things before they start their run.
"Do we all agree on knocking at every door this year even though it's not a decorated house?" he said, confident.
Jim, the oldest, nodded with a side smile.
Benjamin on the other hand, wasn't too sure about the idea and remained silent.
Tom, the last boy, jumped out of joy as it was also the first time he would spend the Halloween run alone.
So the 4 boys started to walk around and of course, the first house they see wasn't decorated. They all suddently felt shook and looked at eachothers.
"I'll go" said Jim, fearless.
As the boy approached the house, he noticed there were decorations inside and the door was half opened. He heard strange noises inside and suddently felt a cold air flow. Excited, Jim thought it would be cool to enter as it looked pretty much like a typical haunted halloween house.
"Come on guys, this is some kind of a haunt-...."
The boy couldn't even finish his sentence that he was instantly grabbed inside and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Frightened, the 3 youngsters ran away as fast as they could and they never looked back. Their halloween party finished as fast as it started.
They obviously couldn't sleep at all that night.
In the morning, Benjamin would see on television: "14 year old boy found dead in a so-called haunted house", the same house that had been abandoned earlier this year because of bankruptcy.
When I was an undergraduate student, I came across a classmate who had a deep belief in the paranormal. Out of curiosity I asked her the reason, what she narrated freaked me out-
"Rent was too high to pay. We found a landlord who would agree to give his floor at very cheap rate. In the beginning, we were amazed but soon we realized why.
As a child, I used to hear real life ghost stories but never believed in it. We started hearing unknown noises. At night, we would hear somebody running on the empty roof. Very often we would feel like someone is behind us, following us, watching us constantly. Eventually I saw the spirit of that girl, wandering in my house. We started asking around and found out that the girl had an affair with landlord's son. Landlord did not like this one bit, and sent his son abroad. The girl committed suicide, and her spirit is still waiting for him at this place. Whenever the landlord would visit, that spirit wouldn't let his family in peace. They'd get slapped, pushed, hear disturbing noises, among other things. Eventually the family were found dead, all had magisterially died in their sleep.
The demon girl still to this day lives in the same house. Killing everyone who ever dare move their.
"Rent was too high to pay. We found a landlord who would agree to give his floor at very cheap rate. In the beginning, we were amazed but soon we realized why.
As a child, I used to hear real life ghost stories but never believed in it. We started hearing unknown noises. At night, we would hear somebody running on the empty roof. Very often we would feel like someone is behind us, following us, watching us constantly. Eventually I saw the spirit of that girl, wandering in my house. We started asking around and found out that the girl had an affair with landlord's son. Landlord did not like this one bit, and sent his son abroad. The girl committed suicide, and her spirit is still waiting for him at this place. Whenever the landlord would visit, that spirit wouldn't let his family in peace. They'd get slapped, pushed, hear disturbing noises, among other things. Eventually the family were found dead, all had magisterially died in their sleep.
The demon girl still to this day lives in the same house. Killing everyone who ever dare move their.
“Burton!”. Terence shouted as hard as he could. “Someone help us!”, “Burton!” he continued.
Just a minute ago they were peacefully making their way back home, talking about their night at Emily’s party, till they fell a breeze over their shoulders as if someone silently ran over to them with tremendous speed and stopped right before running them over. Both Burton and Terence turned around immediately, knowing something was off. They however saw nothing.
“Look at you acting like a scared pussy” grinned Burton. Terence grinned back at Burton and told him to shut up and keep walking. Terence just turned around to continue walking when he heard the most gruesome sound he ever heard. It was the sound of human flesh and bones being crushed with incredible force.
Terence turned around and he saw Burton lying on the floor. Terence screamed, Burton’s body looked like a herd of elephant trampled him. A part of his skull was shattered, one of his arm was flattened and his entire lower body was spread out over the street. For a short moment of time he tried to help Burton, but soon he realised his friend wasn’t alive anymore and he felt the breeze over his shoulder again.
Terence started running as fast as he could, in the panic he didn’t pay attention to where he was going. “I just have to get away as quickly as possible” Terence though. He looked behind him and saw nothing. While turning his head back he saw something dark flashing away in the corner of his eyes. He turned his head quickly but again didn’t see anything.
Breeze after breeze now touched Terence as he started to see more and more movement in the corner of his eyes, which were gone when looking straight at them. He turned right at a corner, because of his sheer panic he didn’t notice he went in a dead end. It didn’t take long for Terence to realise the mistake he made. He sat down against the fence blocking the pathway and started crying in desperation.
With his eyes blurry because of the tears he couldn’t see what was coming. Maybe for the better. 100 meters, 50 meters, 10 meters… Terence screamed as he fell something grabbing him, starting to crunch his body. It didn’t take long for Terence to pass out from the pain while the creatures of the dark feasted on his body.
Just a minute ago they were peacefully making their way back home, talking about their night at Emily’s party, till they fell a breeze over their shoulders as if someone silently ran over to them with tremendous speed and stopped right before running them over. Both Burton and Terence turned around immediately, knowing something was off. They however saw nothing.
“Look at you acting like a scared pussy” grinned Burton. Terence grinned back at Burton and told him to shut up and keep walking. Terence just turned around to continue walking when he heard the most gruesome sound he ever heard. It was the sound of human flesh and bones being crushed with incredible force.
Terence turned around and he saw Burton lying on the floor. Terence screamed, Burton’s body looked like a herd of elephant trampled him. A part of his skull was shattered, one of his arm was flattened and his entire lower body was spread out over the street. For a short moment of time he tried to help Burton, but soon he realised his friend wasn’t alive anymore and he felt the breeze over his shoulder again.
Terence started running as fast as he could, in the panic he didn’t pay attention to where he was going. “I just have to get away as quickly as possible” Terence though. He looked behind him and saw nothing. While turning his head back he saw something dark flashing away in the corner of his eyes. He turned his head quickly but again didn’t see anything.
Breeze after breeze now touched Terence as he started to see more and more movement in the corner of his eyes, which were gone when looking straight at them. He turned right at a corner, because of his sheer panic he didn’t notice he went in a dead end. It didn’t take long for Terence to realise the mistake he made. He sat down against the fence blocking the pathway and started crying in desperation.
With his eyes blurry because of the tears he couldn’t see what was coming. Maybe for the better. 100 meters, 50 meters, 10 meters… Terence screamed as he fell something grabbing him, starting to crunch his body. It didn’t take long for Terence to pass out from the pain while the creatures of the dark feasted on his body.
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