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Towns Folk
We already have an creepypasta thread,so i decided to make one for the really bad ones,if you say an bad cp,post it here
Please dont post anything really gross or highly offensive.
If it has removalbe bad words,please censor it
Sad Story.
It all started 6 years ago. My mother was an acoholic and would beat me regularly. My father...he was addicted. Addicted to Spongebob Squarepants. The house fell apart, we were starving, but all he cared about was Spongebob. Eventually I was taken to a care home. However, on my third night, a pack of angry ostriches came into my bedroom, peed on my bed and attacked me I will never recover. Things just got worse. My pineapple, Jimmybob, died of cancer. Im always depressed. Please, spare a thought for those who have to go through this all the time. Thank you.
Jeff the killer: Real life
I was looking at dis creepy picture of dis guy people call Jeff the killer and I was so scared like really scared I'm not even kidding. But then I realized he looked familiar. He looked like a potato!! That made me want french fries. So I tiptoed down the stairs and ate some cold french fries because I was to scared to make noise by microwaving them plus I was to lazy and hungry. So then I heard this noise that was like Go To Sleep. And I was like holy I'm a goner now. Then i turned around ready to get the broom on that potato head thing but it was just my dad and he almost grounded me and told me to go to sleep. Thinking about still makes me cry it was so scurry. That's when I learned that I should stop reading all of this creepypasta stuff all the time. Of course I never stopped because who needs life lessons like really.
TEH END
Here's that creepy dude who reminds me of a potato
Please dont post anything really gross or highly offensive.
If it has removalbe bad words,please censor it
Sad Story.
It all started 6 years ago. My mother was an acoholic and would beat me regularly. My father...he was addicted. Addicted to Spongebob Squarepants. The house fell apart, we were starving, but all he cared about was Spongebob. Eventually I was taken to a care home. However, on my third night, a pack of angry ostriches came into my bedroom, peed on my bed and attacked me I will never recover. Things just got worse. My pineapple, Jimmybob, died of cancer. Im always depressed. Please, spare a thought for those who have to go through this all the time. Thank you.
Jeff the killer: Real life
I was looking at dis creepy picture of dis guy people call Jeff the killer and I was so scared like really scared I'm not even kidding. But then I realized he looked familiar. He looked like a potato!! That made me want french fries. So I tiptoed down the stairs and ate some cold french fries because I was to scared to make noise by microwaving them plus I was to lazy and hungry. So then I heard this noise that was like Go To Sleep. And I was like holy I'm a goner now. Then i turned around ready to get the broom on that potato head thing but it was just my dad and he almost grounded me and told me to go to sleep. Thinking about still makes me cry it was so scurry. That's when I learned that I should stop reading all of this creepypasta stuff all the time. Of course I never stopped because who needs life lessons like really.
TEH END
Here's that creepy dude who reminds me of a potato