MINE THREAD
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Thread Topic: MINE THREAD
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Hey. So you noticed them too?
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[dummy-happy][dummy-happy][dummy-happy][dummy-happy][dummy-happy][dummy-happy][dummy-happy]
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aka: yes
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Lol. So what's up?
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not much. iv been watching too much pewdiepie. you?
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Cool cool. Not much, writing my own Creepypasta here.
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cool. whos it about?
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Me, and how I always said I was bored.
gtg. -
bye.
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Micheal, noticing he was seeing things, snaps out of it. He walks out of his house, a strange, almost itchy feeling on his chest. He ignores it, turning down the road. He turns just in time to see a car come rushing at him...
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Micheal, thinking this was another daydream, does not move, getting hit by the car. He flies a few feet as the people who ran him over get out of the car. "Oh my god! Are you okay young man?!" But Micheal did not move, laying on the cold hard ground. There was blood everywhere, and he felt nothing but pain and suffering. His eyes slowly close, his mind focused on his family. He loses conciseness a few minutes later....
Micheal darts out of bed, a cold sweat breaking out all over his body. He notices an I.V next to him, and hears people walikng outside. A hospital he thinks. He looks down to see his left leg in a cast. -
A doctor walks in, holding a clipboard. He hands it to Micheal. "Your going to be okay. The x-rays show that your leg bones just broke in half. You'll just have to keep that cast on for a while." Micheal closes his eyes again, not wanting to believe he was still alive. "...." The doctor sighs. "I also heard about your family... I'm sorry for your losses..." Micheal chokes, holding back sobs. "I-It's fine... just please, I want to be alone..." "Okay, I understand. I'll be outside if you need anything." Micheal nods, and the doctor leaves, not knowing he would be the next to go.
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"Micheal....." A voice whispers, quietly at first but gradually growing in volume. Micheal jumps out of bed, scared. After a few more minutes of that, the voice whispers, "Kill them. Kill them all...." "Uh, no..." He backs into a corner slowly. Black writing suddenly appears on the wall. He walks over to it, seeing what it said. "From BoR3dOm?" He asks, looking to the floor. There he sees a knife, with a perfect, single edged, sharp blade. There is a piece of paper on it. He picks it up and reads it. I know how you are feeling. Angry, sad. But you cannot have your revenge unless you do as I instruct. From here, burn this paper. Micheal, spotting a matchbox on a window pane, opens it, strikes a match and lights it on fire, burns the note, and picks up the knife.
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Fade, One reason.
Slit the throat of reason and reality
Cut myself and scream for their insanity
Wake up to this nightmare that will never end
The main attraction of this twisted master plan
Trust nothing but pain to get me through the daze
Sleep with one eye open not to be their prey
Fist against my face, they bring me to my knees
Crushing down so hard I can't break free
When I can feel my skin crawl
When I'm about to crack
The hunger for revenge
Gives me the strength to stand
I will be your deadman!
With nothing but this blood on my hands!
Stuck in your "Wonderland"
I just want to make you bleed like me
Everyday goes by without a second thought
Living in a perfect and controlled project
A puppet of their sick perversions' appetite
Will I be trapped inside this Hell until I die?
So what if no one cares enough to make a change?
I give my bleeding heart out for one reason
I will be your deadman!
With nothing but this blood on my hands!
Stuck in your "Wonderland"
I want to make you bleed just like me
So make me your deadman!
With only poison in my veins!
Stuck in your "Wonderland"
Stagnated by the passivity
I'm gonna make you bleed like me! -
Hi mike
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