Topic: Creepypasta
The Doctor !7MHPahvoGY started this discussion 15 years ago #4,862
When I was in grade school, the teachers were allowed to carry a pointing stick. about 3' long and about as big around as than my thumb (check out English common law and "rule of thumb") http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/rule-of-thumb.htmlThey were not allowed to hit you anymore but they could point at you with it, swing it at you and hold it over your head as if they were going to hit you. Mrs. Hill 3rd grade. I had a hard time organizing my desk and kept lots of things on top. so she would "clear my desk" for me. by using her stick to sweep everything on the floor. everyone would laugh at me for not being organized, and then a skeleton would pop out.
Mrs. Smith 5th grade, when asked to tell about my previous summer I talked about family vacation and how we went to Colorado and Wyoming and I got to see the Teton mountain range. I got mixed up and said that the Tetons were in Colorado. Mrs. Smith was quick to point out that they are actually in Wyoming and explained to the class that I did not know where I was and that this coincided with what my previous teachers had told her. I was lost she said, as a skeleton popped out.
5-6th grade math teacher, Mrs. Faulkner. used to refuse my homework because I would write my work exactly between the horizontal lines on the paper. i remember having a fear of touching the lines. She called these "flying numbers" and said numbers don't fly, they need to sit on the line. she would crumple up my homework and throw it away and tell me to redo it. I refused because I had already done it. She said no I did not, I turned in "flying numbers" and numbers don't fly and told me to redo it. I refused and went back to my desk and took my math book and thew it out the window and yelled "flying numbers". everyone laughed, I got sent to the timeout room, and then a skeleton popped out.
6th grade, Mr. Sanfilippo, used to throw chalk board erasers at me, covered my head with duct tape once in front of the class. he also would pull me out of class and take me to the time out room where he would cuss and scream at me and tell me that I was a failure.
When I got to high school I had a big growth spurt, I went back and visited Mr. Sanfilippo. I saw him on the playground doing monitoring duty, he recognized me after I got about 100 feet from him and turned around and ran into the school building because I was a skeleton AND I HAD BEEN A SKELETON ALL ALONG!
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hamfist !!H5dpJbHDI joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 1 minute later[^] [v] #86,127
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The Doctor !7MHPahvoGY (OP) replied with this 15 years ago, 1 minute later, 2 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #86,128
A friend of mine suffered from demonic posession badly. It really ruled her life from primary school into adulthood. She couldn't stand touching Bibles when her hands were wet and ended up missing out a lot church, nearly all of Sunday school. She was exorcised at 8 years old for it!. She got more help when she was in her twenties and had surgery to stop her skeleton popping out which sounds drastic but it made a huge difference to her life, although she began to sweat more heavily on her back and her feet so it's not really a cure.The Doctor !7MHPahvoGY (OP) double-posted this 15 years ago, 1 minute later, 4 minutes after the original post[^] [v] #86,133
So, today, as I was getting home from a friend's house, I sat down at my computer and started listening to my normal routineplaylist of Cannibal Corpse and Nirvana. Of course, my speakers were blasting, so my mom told me to turn it down. I basically said "fuck that" and decided to find my headphones. I found them. My speakers were still on, but when I hooked up my headphones to my computer, this really shrill, high pitched, bloodcurdling scream came out of them. It was really loud, and I hadn't even put them on yet. And the weird thing is, my speakers were still on, and the song "I Cum Blood" by Cannibal Corpse was on. I didn't understand how my speakers and headphones could be eminating two different sounds. So I paused the music, and the noise continued from the headphones. I decided at this point that I'd find another pair of headphones, you know, those ones must be broken or something. So I got my old ones from out of my closet. And yet, the same thing happened. So, I closed my music player to look this up and see if anyone could help me. As soon as I closed the music player, my speakers started playing the noise. It was so loud. So, unplugged my speakers, and the noise kept playing. I expected my mom to run in the room at any minute, but hse didn't so I went downstairs out of my room, and the noise seemed to get impossibly louder the further I went downstairs... it became almost unbearable. I had to plug my ears. So I went into my living room, and was horrified at what I saw. My mother, step-father, 3 brothers, and dog's heads had all appeared to have exploded. But that's not what shocked me the most. There was a figure standing there. It had no features whatsoever. Except for that mouth. That horrible, gaping thing. It really is fucking terrible. And I realized It was facing me. No, now it was walking towards me. It was shaped like a man. It grabbed my arms, and tried to pull my fingers out of my ears. It wasn't very strong though. But , it had many rows of razor sharp teeth, like a shark or something. It tried to bite me. I kicked it and fled back to my friend's house. I explained everything to him, and then a skeleton popped out.
Falco !PZmcClOUDk joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 1 hour later, 1 hour after the original post[^] [v] #86,213
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!Neku082OLc joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 1 hour later, 2 hours after the original post[^] [v] #86,379
Ooooh Skeletons.