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Recuerdo mi infancia débilmente, casi no logro recordar muchas cosas, y bueno, no creo que todo el mundo la recuerde con claridad, pero algo que recuerdo, fue una experiencia un tanto aterradora, pero reconfortante a la vez. Mi nombre es Edward, y estoy aquí para contar algo que recordé recientemente.
Un día, en mi casa, revisaba alguna de mis cosas viejas, de mi universidad, de la escuela, cosas muy viejas, y entre ellas encontré un globo, un globo rojo, estaba inflado, me pregunte ¿Qué hacia allí?, ¿y por qué no exploto con las cosas que tenía aquí?, pero d

Hetalia - Meeting ItaliansMeeting Italians
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Hetalia: Episode 23.5

By TohruIchi

"Ok everyone, the panel is over. Everyone start exiting out the door." The beautiful GLADOS cosplayer announced. All the cosplay-clad fans began filing out of the large room as the curators and VIPs began gathering their things.

"That was so awesome!!" Exclaimed the mangled Italy cosplayer. A friend of the head of the Hetalia World Meeting panel had decided to cosplay from KyoKyo866's infamous Creepypasta. Episode 23.5. A story in which Italy's allies decided to drown him and eat him because they had run out of food on the island of Seychelles. It had become

NightmareI was locked up in a building, locked up in a single room, me and two others.

A menacing lady was also there, evil in the very core.

She said that "If you do not get the six stars from your parents because your parents don't want to spoil you rotten, I will personally kill you in the most gruesome way possible."

We were all so scared, we were all so confused.

I knew this woman but I didn't.

The task had so much more depth but it didn't.

I begged to my dad, who thought nothing of it, but he gave me the six stars.

I knew what they were for but I didn't. It was confusing yet it wasn't.

The lady deceived us. She didn't care about the star

Torture NightAnother boring painful day in the asylum, not much had happened since Zim had lost it, he was still his same old self. A little too much so. Instead of just being evil and a bit destructive, he had become demonic and violent. But a few new things had come about him as well. He saw things, heard voices, and had absolutely no sense of consequence. Once again the nurses were rushing to Zim's room, the third time in the past two days he was having a freak out session. This time he had managed to sneak a kitchen knife into his room and had killed the guard who tried to take it from him. "Tallest Zim demands more blood!!" Delusions of grandeur, of

Shelob's School-Girl Prey [extended version] The feeling of cold stone against her skin woke her up first. As she shot her eyes open, Emma realised that the atmosphere was a lot more humid than it should have been and that she was in complete darkness. She shivered. The young girl, lying against the stone ground, lifted her upper body and looked around her, vainly trying to see something, a disturbed look on her face. She had no memory of coming here at all. She didn’t even know where “here” was.

Emma rose on her knees. She was a young and attractive British girl whose liking for sports showed through her slim body and firm, toned limbs despite the presence of notice

Urban Legends - 'I want to be beautiful.'She coldly stared at the reflection in the mirror.
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I folded a thousand paper cranes.
I folded a thousand paper cranes and hoped my wish would be granted.

“I want to be beautiful.”

“Tomiko, hurry up or you’ll be late for school!”
The girl muttered a short response and gave a last hateful look to her mirrored sibling.
“Tomiko! Didn’t you hear me?” “I’m almost done, mom!” she yelled and and ran out of the bathroom.

It w

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"It's rather sad when the Narrator herself can't tell me from the other, isn't it?"

Well, yeah, but… I noticed you weren't him! So there.

"So I suppose…" Looking around himself, "I was defeated?"

Yup. You're not dead thanks- ironically, I guess- to that chain. How many of those are there, anyways?!

"Right now, there's… one, two, three, four… ah… Yes. Five. One minor and four major ones."

Dang.

"So… where are we, exactly?"

Basically your subconscious. Would you like to confront your hidden personal problems and suppressed flaws, or would you like to wake up a

Part 22- SurrealityWaking to cold and dark morning, he saw another chain mark across his forearm. Boreas got up and looked through the small window, shivering. He saw Auster was not there, so he hopped down the two feet and walked down, down the stairs, and down two feet again.

The stone door with many locks was what he was standing by.

Trying the locks with a skeleton key.

"Is it working?" He startled his twin.

"Unfortunately not. No, not at all." A sigh. Glance. "Funny how it pops up the morning after."

Boreas looked at the two marks across his arm. "Yes, it's certainly strange, but that's how it works."

"So that's… two out of fourteen?"

"No, thir

Part 21- SurrealityNot at all.

Tall, tall walls that must reach up to a turret-tower. Thin room, dark, stone-cold. Stairs that didn't leave much room elsewhere, covered with writings. The only light was from the occasional window, small and inadequate.

A dark, cold, closed space. The door opened to a small room below where the stairs started, which was two feet off the ground.

They were left there with many locks on the door.

Gloomy setting, a dark atmosphere tinged with a thickness.

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"It's the- oh. The whisper room."

Silence.

Minutes passed by.

One tensed.

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Part 19- SurrealitySo can I whisk you back to consciousness now?

"What?!"

You were unconscious, because for some reason you decided to talk to fire, and the smoke got real thick and you passed out.

"… Oh. I see."

Why did you do that?!

"Do what?"

Sit down and have a chat with good ol' Ignis Pyro.

"Um… I'm not really sure. It just seemed right, I suppose."

So if I have this clear. Sarcastic tone. You decided to lean up against a wall and talk to a fire going up the door- that was directly in front of you. You basically told the fire part of your backstory, while your twin went for help. And, you were so caught up in said backstory that you didn'

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12. Insanity

by ~Spaz-Tastical, Apr 18, 2012, 7:20:02 PM
Literature / Prose / Fiction / Horror / Short Stories

(day 1)

I do not know why I am here. There is no reason. I am of perfectly sound mental and physical health.
My name is Ivanka Michelle Gladys. I am twenty-five years old. My ex-boyfriend convinced my mother and father that I am insane. I am of perfectly sound mental and physical health.
The wallpaper here is odd, partially because it is wallpaper. I can tell that it is wallpaper- it is peeling in some places here and there. Other than that it is pure white.
They come in and speak with me every few hours, to make sure I am adapting to this new environment. I am fine, because I am a sane person.

(day 2)

There is no reason. I do not know why I am here. I am of perfectly sound mental and physical health.
Today they gave me a few tests to do, which I enjoyed as they were very simple. I am sure I passed with flying colors.

(day 3)

Though I passed the tests, I am still here for no reason. The only way I can pass the time is by drawing on the wallpaper. They are meaningless things, but they always seem so surprised when they walk in and see them.

(day 4)

I dyed my hair red today.

Though I asked why I was here- as I am of perfect mental health- they only shake their heads and jot down a few words on their clipboards.

There is no reason.

(day 5)

The ink is running out of my pen, and they will not provide another, so I will need to locate another on my own.

(day 6)

I found another source, but this cramps my hand to write.

(day 10)

There is no reason. I am of perfect mental health.

(day 11)

There is no reason. There is no reason. There is no reason.
There is no reason. There is no reason. There is no reason.
There is no reason. There is no reason. There is no reason.

(day 12)

My hand hurts from writing. I am running out of ink again. I must finish. The walls are almost done.

Name: Ivanka Michelle Gladys
Age: 25
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Green
Height: 5'3''
Referred by: Mother and father
Reason for referral: Constant illusions, usually disturbing
Diagnosis:

Cause of Death: Blood loss

12. Insanityby ~Spaz-Tastical

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12. Insanity- complete!

Well that was odd.

*ohmistermagazine Apr 19, 2012 Student Writer

...did Daedalus Is Dead inspire this at all? XD

~Spaz-Tastical Apr 19, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Maybe a tad

*ohmistermagazine Apr 19, 2012 Student Writer

~riquira-shina Apr 19, 2012

creeeeeeepy. called the ending after she said she needed ink but still o.o
Kinda reminds me of The Yellow Wallpaper

~Spaz-Tastical Apr 19, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

I know right?

Yeah, I was kinda going for that a bit. Like The Yellow Wallpaper mixed with Wide Knowledge of the Late Madness (that one vocaloid song that I needed to watch with you, remember, with the childish art style and they were in a asylum and stuff)

~riquira-shina Apr 19, 2012

OH YEAH THAT ONE.
I wasn't very creeped out by that...
but I am by this...
very unsettling

~Spaz-Tastical Apr 19, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

my job here is done

~Katrinaloveslife Apr 19, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

I like this one! I totally called it! Yay! Haha insomnia, gotta love it...

~Spaz-Tastical Apr 19, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

XD Thaaanks

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