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Share you're most creepy childhood experience plz.
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>>41848074
Fed data mining thread
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Nothing creepy, just slightly strange.
>be 4 or 5 years old
>remember looking up into parents' closet in their room
>see this big red metal toolbox looking thing on top of a shelf
>dad is moving stuff around in front of me for some reason
>ask what the box is
>he says "it is to prevent the penis from going into the vagina" and keeps doing whatever he was doing
>still remember it years later
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>>41848074
One night, when I was around 10, I was walking home from my friend's house down the street when I saw some figure in the distance slowly moving toward me and it sounded like ot was moaning "HELP ME." I don't know why, but I thought it was a ghost or some non-human creature trying to trick me. I booked it to my house and locked the door behind me. I never saw who or ehat it was and nothing like that ever happened again, but it spooked me enough that from then on, I was on high alert whenever I walked home at night.
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>>41848324
Well that's just how I'm going to answer questions for a while
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>be dad
>comes home from work
>sees mom playing with me
>dad thinks its cute
>takes a picture
>dad forgot about it
>then 2 months later
>dad was taking pictures of some random mountains and wanted them developed
>so dad goes to the nearest shop that does that
>as dad was scrolling around the pictures/camera before getting developed
>he found that the picture he took months earlier was hidding something
pic related
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>>41849298
Omg you both have black squares onto you're faces!
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just the most creepy child hood exp? just about a thousand of them so its hard to say. eating school lunch in a dark unlit room everday. it had electricity, they just refused to use it. looking back it was creepy.
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>>41849589
Yeah, that and the penis inspection day.
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>>41848074
Died in a dream (shot in the head and buried in a mass grave in the field behind my elementary school) and ended up with a delusional belief that the dream was real life and the world I woke up into was a hallucination I was having shortly before dying. I believed this for multiple months. I didn't feel the need to tell anyone about it or change my behavior in any outwardly noticeable way, except being a bit lazier. Whenever I was scared of something, I'd tell myself "I don't have to worry about that, because I'm already dead". Whenever I wanted something in the future, I'd tell myself "that can't happen, because the hallucination will probably end soon". I never seriously questioned whether it was true or not, until I had a dream that was similar to the one I died in. It started the same as the first, with me being led into my elementary school with a line of other people, but I was younger in the second dream than I was in the first, and I was carrying a giant jar of candy (gumballs or jellybeans, I think). A woman told me I had to leave them behind, but I argued with her until I woke up. After I woke up, I realized that my death must've also been a dream.
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I went to the medic and he show me x ray photo with skellingtons.
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>>41848074
16 years old. Up to then, thought anyone with ghost stories, or paranormal stories, were literal insane asylum candidates.

Went on adventures with bro through woods, and various questionable areas at night. Nothing crazy.

One night, across from a gas station, at 16 years of age, see an undeveloped plot of land with a ditch, then a massive rise that led to an area that looked like a football field -- football field lights too.

We walk down the ditch, then back up, we see, I kid you not, what looked like a cross-breed between a wolf and a bear -- it stands up and we see its silhouette. It literally looks like a man on steroids and then some mixed with a wolf. Run like fuck. Not prone to these kinds of ideations. Don't discuss for 15+ years. Call him, ask him if he still remembers -- he does. Since then I've believed in the paranormal
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>>41853416
What made this even weirder was, before I'd told this girl I liked about this, she described the same area, which she'd given a special name, where, the other night, she'd found a deer's leg that was chewed off by an animal -- she'd mentioned that in the previous week, two houses mysteriously burned down.
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Once in the hills behind my cousin's I saw a man pushing a carriage with a fried dead animal carcass inside. The bloodied calf let out a death rattle louder than expected and it sounded a bit like my name and in a frantic state I tried communicating with him and became dizzy and woke up in my bed shortly after.
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Some coming into my bathroom while I was peeing and touching my dick my time was paused. My adoptive dad literally ported in and killed the little nigga

I was like Woa!
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>>41853485
That's just fresh beef, dude. Animals, humans (I know we're animals) -- if we get oxygen trapped in our lungs when we die, it comes out and travels along our vocal cords.

For dogs -- it sounds like they're yelping and you might think they're still alive

For humans -- it sounds exactly like the sounds mummies have made in movies for the past 30+ years.
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I used to have this recurring nightmare started with me in what looked like some sort of crypt surrounded by metal bars on either side of me with coffins and torches with blue fire. This would continue for a few moments before the scene disappeared and I was floating in outer space. I honestly have zero clue what this could have been but after reading things from the ONA that pertain to occultism in space I can only wonder.
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>>41848074
I was greeted by the voice of a little girl, I never knew who it could have been, so I always thought it was something paranormal.

We lived in an unconventional house shared by many people, we were all poor but bound by blood. On the lower floor my grandfather lived beside the living room, along one side a long hallway served as a living space for my uncle and his younger girlfriend, and at the back another uncle lived with his wife and three children. Outside that room an old metal stairway led to the upper floor, where there was a walkable roof and a creepy storage room with plastic covered windows and screeching wooden planks, full of ancient stuff and it's just a place you don't wanna go inside.

Next to it was the newest and largest room, where my mother, my brother, my sister, and my ten year old ass lived. The two rooms upstairs shared no hallway, only the open roof, from which you could see directly into the abandoned park next to the house, a place known for murder, rape, drug abuse, and constant violence, especially terrifying at night. You do not want to stand there at night, especially if you turn on the light, because who knows who might see it, and see you standing there, watching from the park.

Anyway, one night only my brother and I were there, my sister was out and my mother was working the night shift. It was freezing, I could not take it anymore, and the only extra sheets were in the infested room. Around three in the morning I wrapped myself in my single sheet and opened the door to the roof, I was standing there. And the moment I touched the wooden planks a shock ran down my spine. I backed away, and as soon as I stepped back inside I heard it, two cheerful hellos behind me "Hello, hello", the voice of a very young girl, completely out of place. I started crying in despair, my brother would not wake up, and seconds later I heard the same voice humming right next to me.

Man… even now, as I write this, I’m shaking.
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>>41853176
Fake
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>>41848088
Yep. Quality assurance review.
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>>41854032
ONA is based in theosophy —^ ai is also based in theosophy/ ask a computer basically if you want
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Almost get abducted by 2 men. I think that it was Henry Lee Lucas and Otis Toole.
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>>41848074
bump. I have a good story about breaking into a Mormon church that I'd like to share in the morning. See you lads then.
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>>41854423
Bump
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Any time loopers/precogs in here? What are your experiences?
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Not sure if this qualifies as precog, but I used to have reoccurring dreams back in the 80's about underground trains being loaded with large black bins. Each dream would have the same key elements Trains and black.bins, but each dream was a continuation of the last. Went on for years into adulthood, and I always woke up screaming with nightsweats. The dreams eventually stopped, which was a relief, but they stopped right before the pandemic. That's when I realized I had been dreaming FEMA shit the whole time growing up. I pay a lot closer attention to my reoccurring dreams now just in case.
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>>41856133
Sorry about the late response, got straight to work when I woke up and ended up
forgetting about this thread until 4chan-x notified me of the bump. I'll begin
writing it now.

Some apologies before I begin:

1. I'm writing this in vim, so strings will be broken at 80 characters to
prevent my grammar checker from fucking up. This may make the story
difficult to read for mobile fags.
2. I'm a science fag, so my prose my not be up to snuff - I'm trying my
hardest, lads.
3. Finally, this story is not about a childhood experience, instead taking
place a few months after my high-school graduation.

I'll post the story as I write it, I hope you fags enjoy.
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>>41858444
After graduating I found myself in a state of limbo, university was months
away, and the job that carried me through high-school had refused to give me a
full time position. To worsen my situation, living in the prairies limits your
options for fun. Your legal options include:

1. Getting drunk in your buddy's basement.
2. Getting drunk in your buddy's backyard.
3. Getting drunk in a pub.
4. Getting drunk in a field.
5. Driving an hour to get drunk in the woods.

You wouldn't believe it, but after three-years of this rotation, getting drunk
loses its lustier - at least in isolation.

One night, I found myself in my usual summer position: ass stuck to a lawn
chair, with a beer in hand, and a couple of empties beside my feet. My buddies
sat in a similar position, as we discussed the usual rigmarole, which consisted
of mundane work stories (almost only complaints about the most dull work
conflicts known to man) and old high-school memories - least be said, it was
turning to be a dull evening. Eventually as the repeated stories closed, someone
mentioned a church that was under construction near our school. Sensing the
possibility for some fun, we harassed a sober girl over the phone to come give
us a lift.
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>>41858483
After a brief drive we arrived at the site. Construction works in cycles here,
the winter is too harsh to even consider building, so the moment it hits summer
buildings seemingly spawn on the horizon. The church, while just a skeleton last
time I had seen it, was erect - besides lacking some landscaping, the beauty was
complete and begging for us to penetrate its beckoning walls. We sat for a brief
moment enjoying the sweet hum of anxiety that precedes a crime when my
girlfriend spoke up, asking us if she could wait outside; this was before she
had gotten in the habit of "urban exploring" with me, so the idea of
trespassing had her understandably frightened. The church stood in a new
development, besides our school and a Tim Hortons a kilometre away, there wasn't
anything nearby besides a highway and fields of crops; I figured that it was
more than safe for her to wait outside for 15-minutes. I said my goodbyes and
headed inside.

The interior, from my understanding, was hardly notable - that is besides the
Sermon room which doubled as a basketball court (I'll need some Mormon anons to
tell me if this is normal). We lit up a couple of darts and took turns ripping a
bong, the sober girl took her spot on the piano and attempted to play the song
from Interstellar.

We explored the building, taking photos of ourselves at the pedestal giving
triumphant speeches, explored the attic, and left some devious notes sprawled
across sticky notes in the office. Despite being more interesting than drinking
in a backyard the experience was nothing to write home about - that was until we
headed outside and noticed that my girlfriend was missing.
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>>41848324
Your dad is a troll. What the fuck could he have possibly been talking about???
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>>41858543
Cross-faded, I almost immediately ran into a panic - there was no reason for her
to run off, this place is in the middle of fucking nowhere, there's nowhere for
her to go. We spent a couple of minutes checking around the parking lot, the
car, and the church, topping off our frantic nightmare with a quick sprint to
see if she had stumbled around the fields.

Running out of options, we headed to our old high-school to see if she had gone
sight-seeing, nothing was there besides a tailgate in one parking lot, and a
couple having sex in the other. Terrified, I decided it was best to break up
both events to see if they had seen anything; the tailgate came up blank on
information, and the love-makers greeted me with no more than a scream - cunts.

The final place to check was the Tim Horton's, which besides being the most
likely place, seemed like a far-shot considering the distance. I asked a couple
of my buddies to check it out for me, and headed back to the church, in case she
had just left to relive herself and returned to wait for us.
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>>41848074
>Be me
>Have imaginary friends like most kids do
>Be 5
>Be molested by older female cousin
>imaginary friends turned violent for some reason
>start to see what I call "shadow people" everywhere
>at 7 tried killing myself by jumping in front of a car, just got a head trauma instead
>2001, tried offing myself again by hanging, almost did it
>teenage years, turns suicidal, start cutting oneself
>mom comes clean and said I was alive due to a failed abortion
>dad's an alcoholic, beats me up for being a "faggot" with no balls enough to off muself
>mom's also thinks im a closeted homo
>get institutionalized
>start therapy
>moves away from family
>no more imaginary friends
>still get visited by "figures"
>can tell on spot when someone is lying
>hear voices that tells things that will happen
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Tetsuya you fucking cunt. My creepy child hood experience was fucking your mom and realizing that her hole was widened like that of a cavern already.
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>>41858584
At this point I was erratic, my blood rushed in a fever as every slight
peculiarity began to seem sinister.

I arrived back at the church with two of my buddies. Upon arrival, one girl with
bigger balls than me, decided that she was going to head back into the church to
piss. In her absence, me and the remaining girl noticed a strange figure sitting
atop a mound of dirt between two forks in the road.

We approached the man, confused if he was a person or if our eyes were playing
tricks on us.

"Excuse me, have you seen a girl around here?"

... no response

"EXCUSE ME, HAVE YOU SEEN A GIRL WALKING ALONE AROUND HERE? I'M LOOKING FOR MY
GIRLFRIEND!"

... no response

We continued yelling on our approach until I gave up, if the faggot wasn't going
to respond to me I'll give him some inspiration. I threw a stick at his mound
and gave it one finally shout.

"OI! CUNT! DID YOU SEE A GIRL WALK THROUGH HERE?!"

The man returned my attack with a slight tilt of the head and a guttural
whisper echoing across the quiet plain:

"juuusssttt meeeee heeeerrreeee..."

I stood petrified, there was zero reason for this man to be here, sitting on a
dirt mound, in the middle of nowhere; housing communities were kilometres to
the west, there were no nearby restaurants or establishments, just the church
and an out-of-season school.
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>>41858590
Man, I'm sorry you had to go through that bullshit. Please take care of yourself.
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>>41858711
Immediately ideas flooded my brain, I imagined him sitting, the illusion of
slumped man on our end, on the other, his face coated in blood, my girlfriend's
body laying torn to shreds before him. Considering the circumstance and the
man's location between the crossroad, I assumed him to be the devil, albeit a
Faustian manner. Was this God punishing me for my transgressions against the
Mormon church?

I returned from my approach, got my buddy to drive, and we approached him the
headlights, attempting to see what he was doing. He sat there still as a dead
man, apparently he sat, face ahead without any sign of our presence; we revved
the engine behind him, he maintained his statued demeanour. We drove off
looking for ours friends.


The story wraps up here, my buddies found my girlfriend along the road to Tim
Horton's looking for rabbits - someone let a handful of domesticated rabbits
run free in the area, so there were hoards of the cunts everywhere. We didn't
reapproach the man, after finding my girl I felt like doing nothing more than
returning home.
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>>41848074
Content farming for YouTube /x/ compilation thread. Based.
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>>41848074

> be 5 maybe 6 years old
> mid-80’s (yeah I’m old)
> live in Alaska back when everything was still the Wild West. Dirt roads everywhere. No city lights.
> since it’s 1985 our parents let us kids (brothers, cousins, random kids from down the block) do whatever the fuck we want.
> no phones no leash. we used to routinely go into new developments and build sites and climb all over scaffolding, tractors, shit like that. It was so cash
> one day we go outside our wood zone. Go way out until we end up on other side.
> in huge desolate gravel pit we see 3-4 completely burned up destroyed cars
>huge scorched ground where bonfires were
>beer cans broken glass everywhere
> we go investigate
> look on back windshield near trunk
> see a literal brain with spikes(?)
> pink flesh/gray color but kinda like pineapple
> look closer for a sec, see the weird black part was hair and scalp
>mfw
> NOPE THE FUCK HOME

40 years later I still wonder what the fuck that was all about?? A huge bonfire party and someone got scalped/debrained
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>>41858714
Its all good man, to keep it more x/ related, check this thing I saw back in 2022 that I'm 100% sure it wasnt just a "big dog". I've worked during a good part of my late teen early adulthood in a pet shelter, that was more like a farm with different animals. As you can see its all blury, this was taken at around 3 in the morning as I was coming back from a party and I was scared shitless.
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>>41858824
"An anonymous poster on 4chan's 'x' board gave this chilling account of when a creepy man showed up at his house at night and tried to rape him. Maybe he was tracked down because his personal information had been sold by data brokers on the internet, which he could have avoided with this video's sponsor-"
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>>41859246
Raid: Shadow Legends
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>>41858824
>>41859246
>>41859258
Kek
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>>41858590
Oh yeah, and I suffer with insomnia for most of my life, I'm 35 now
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>>41848074
I vaguely remember lying in front of the door to outside when I was about ten years old or younger. I remember both seeing myself from the outside, shrouded in darkness, and seeing two red eyes with my own eyes though I can’t remember if they were angry or neutral. I remember my mom coming home late and angrily waking me up, asking why I was lying there. I asked her about this years later, but she wasn’t sure whether it really happened. She felt like she remembered it, but couldn’t say so for certain.
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my earliest memory is being a mexican/south american toddler, one day someone came in and shot me to death on the kitchen floor and my life restarted as a white american
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you who posted my profile picture to try and frame me? I already said I don't read your dogshit stories anymore leave me alone
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>>41858701
you are so obsessed with me it's insane. which freak in my comment section are you? I bet I can guess
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>>41848074
/x/ is not your personal content farm fuck off back to r/conspiracy
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>>41862909
I went to a black area with white lines and let it take me places for what felt like a long time. Probably was an hour or so then I realized I was watching it on a TV in my new body. I was the same age as I was before
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>>41863197
would have fit here better

> as a kid I was at the supermarket with my mum. from the distance I could see there was a woman and there was some trouble. as if there was a fight. she looked like a big black momma but was like really tall 2m or so and her face was blue. yes BLUE. my mum said we should take the other way upstairs and to this day i don’t know what happened and it felt like it was a glimpse behind the curtain. and everyone else kinda knew. like "you shouldn’t have seen this"

any alien races that match the description?
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>>41850110
Bro I… theres no…

forget it
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>>41848074
>memories of being "examined" by men in white clothes in a white room
>around 5 randomly woke up one night and my transformer toys were flying across the room and some evil face was smiling at me
>local wal-mart randomly not having a LEGO toy section despite it being there earlier in the week (not even an empty aisle just a completely nonexistent aisle that was there)
>Laying in bed one day at night around the age of 4 and closing my eyes for what felt like a few seconds only to open them with it being mid morning and my sister telling me to get up
>random times where I saw myself outside of my body like a video game camera
>random, unusual sounds coming from the forests that made up the back of our property
>strong sense that "something" is in those woods
>microwave and TVs starting up by themselves
>house was supposedly haunted by a small boy who died of cancer
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>>41854371
why do u think they were them exactly?
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>>41859198
sorry for what u've been thru, things lways get better boss
that shit aint a dog, look at the shape of the head, look at the fucking front legs, thats something else
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>10
>outside, sky pink and purple with early evening, on the side-yard patio, under a wooden trellis very thinly draped in delicate vines that grow tiny grapes
>wtf eyes on me
>snap right, north north-west, looking past the swing set in the yard and toward the back fence line
>fence is imposing dark wall of English Ivy
Side-note, 90s kid, loved exploring, crawled under bushes, waded through blackberries, played in the canal, turned over rocks, caught black widows/lizards/snakes/anything I could, rode bike everywhere. I did not like to go in the ivy. It had claimed it's own section of the north-most yard and had extended out knee-high over a large cement pad, to come to a stop at a line of very old rose bushes. Balls, toys, shoes that had come off feet while swinging, the older graves of dead pets, the ivy had multitudes. Okay back to it.
>in the midst of the near black, dinner plate sized leaves, 4-5ft up the mass, two glowing-bright red eyes staring hard right at me
>feel the instant freeze/contraction of mortal terror
I have no recollection as to what happened next and wrote this memory off for years if it were not for a conversation me and my brother one late night in our 30s. He begins to tell me this story:
>10
>outside, sky pink and purple with early evening, on the side-yard patio, under a wooden trellis very thinly draped in delicate vines that grow tiny grapes
>playing hide-and-seek with a few friends
>look left
>see friend sneak bent low behind pine tree going left to right
>see not-friend emerge from behind the other side of the tree in one smooth motion
>not-fiend is now still, standing straight up, looking right back, with glowing red eyes
>memory stops
I thought he was fucking with me. He wasn't and a chill passed between us after I shared my story. I have since heard that my mother used to have "visitors" with red eyes that would be just outside her bedroom window when she was a child. Anyone have anything similar occur or know what this was?
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>>41848324
>son found the penis into vagina prevention box
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>>41858568
A chastity belt maybe.
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>>41863502
i saw their faces on the news or whatever when i was older.

exactly what happened was i was looking at the bugs on a tree like little kids do, and this dirty truck pulls up next to me. the driver says, "hey kid, did your mama's pussy climb a tree?". they were both looking at me smiling. they were extremely dirty looking. my mom comes out of the front door and screams, "ANON YOU GET UP HERE RIGHT NOW!!!" The men in the truck look a little scared and surprised then drive off without saying anything. i run up the hill and go to a sandy area where i had been playing and i see a fairly large bright green spider crawling around. i get scared and run inside.

i still get chills thinking about this. who knows what terrible fate i would have suffered if it weren't for my mom. there is so much danger just around the corner when you are a kid.
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>>41853541
This is real I was there
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>>41860366
Cha ching
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>>41864295
its a dick cage hahahaha
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>>41849298
I don't see anything.
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>be me
>3-4 years old
>i could see the void ripping through the corner of my ceiling while laying in bed at night
>it terrified me by it's vastness
>one night it let a bunch of bugs into my room
>thousands of bright glow in the dark interdimensional bugs start crawling all over my walls out of the void in the ceiling, out my closet door
>spiders, ants, centipedes, every kind of creepy crawly some large as a dinner plate glowing bright neon green
>hiding under the covers even though they are now crawling up my bedspread
>mom hears me screaming and crying and brings me into her room
>less bugs in there but still some.
>bugs become fewer and fewer as the sun starts to come up
>eventually fall back asleep in the morning
>it never happens again
>flashfoward many years later i have a wtf moment and ask mom if she remembers
>says i had a "fever' and was hallucinating
>she remembers me talking about the bugs and pointing at the walls terrified
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>>41848074
>6 years old
>playing battle city (NES) with my cousins
>tank face appears on the screen
>says our names and that he is going to kill us
>sprint out of the room
>we start crying
>parents rushed upstairs
>years later, mom brings it up
>says that it wasn't a prank, since our uncle and oldest cousin were out of town
I can understand if someone was hiding underneath the bed and saying those things, but not the face appearing in the TV.
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>>41860486
Midnightbroadcast and t6 are better. Faggot
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>>41868537
Anybody remember a channel called Chass? That one was one of my favorites for green text. Unfortunately, it looks like his channel is defunct, the last time he posted anything was maybe 3 years ago.
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>>41868537
t6 is 100% the best. tts or ai voice channels aren't even 10% as good as human ones. pure slopalooza
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>>41868698
he quit because he wanted to focus on his studies. all he did was paste text into a robot anyway
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>>41868537
So you're not gonna admit who you are in my comment section? LMAO pussy. Please go and comment this shit on my channel it would be so funny to see
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When I was really little, a man fell through the ceiling of my grandparents' house. He was able to talk to us from the vent in the wall. He claimed he was a criminal and was trying to hide from the police. He was obviously really hurt from the fall. He begged my grandparents not to call the cops. My grandfather (who had served in Korea) could tell the guy was dying. They called my dad to come get me. I wasn't allowed back for a couple weeks. Before I came over again, I was told to NEVER talk about what happened.
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>>41868537
>ai slop content farm vs normie content farm
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>>41848074
This one is dumb but it spooked me at the time
>be 11
>guitar hero III came out & is all I play during summer break
>up to the boss fight against Satan on easy mode
>say out loud "Satan, you suck!" while winning in easy mode
>Immediately have the most intense nose bleed of my life
>blood literally pouring down on to the guitar, couch, clothes, everything while "Devil went down to Georgia" continues to play
>begin to panic & lose the boss battle
>run out of the house & sit in the backyard until my mom came home because scared of Satan now
>can't tell my mom that Satan caused the blood all over the room & said it happened randomly after sneezing

For context I was raised Roman Catholic but never really heard much about Satan in religion school. Shit scared me so bad afterwards that I became more autistic & would continually ask my religion teachers about Satan for years to understand more & they always told me it's not something for kids to know about.
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>>41858483
>>41858543
>>41858584
>>41858711
>>41858727
>dumb things that never happened



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