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Right after highschool I moved out to the midwest. I have nothing for me here on the west coast and needed to get away from the drama that my life was tied up in. My parents offered me no support, my friends were dead beats and the girl I had loved had lost interest in me. Instead of being a bitch and being a fucking bum and working at pizza hut till I was 30, I moved away from the town I lived in and settled down a thousand miles east of where I was born and raises.
There I met Nic. He was tall, thin and had eyes that were completely black. He worked at a morgue, or a funeral home or something... He handled dead bodies; picked them up, dropped them off, dressed them up and cremated them. When Nic and I hung out and did stuff together things would always happen, things that couldn't be explained by me or any logic I possessed at the time. I knew very little of Nic, never met any family and didn't learn anything of his past. He lived alone and as far as I know, never hung out with anyone but me.
>be doing a Ouija session with my two brothers earlier today >we ask if anyone is there >marker does several circle motions before moving to yes >we ask what their name is >again the marker is doing circular motions >begins rapidly going between "z" and "o" >i say "so zozozozozozozozo why are you such a hyperactive faggot?" >lamp on the table falls off and onto the floor and breaks >me and my bros get really scared and take our hands off the marker >we put the game away >didnt say goodbye to "zozozozozozo"
"Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark" We had these books at my elementary school over in East Lansing, Michigan. These scared the shit out of my and my friends for a lot of reasons. The stories in them were usually pretty forgettable, but the illustrations in them were nothing far from horrifying for a child. I do not understand what the fuckers thought when putting these on the shelves for the kids to read at my k-5 elementary school. I blame this book for my tolerance of scary images on the internet. Did anyone else's school have these? I will be posting the illustrations that scared me the most as a child itt. This one scared me the most for a while.
I've gotten a hold of a ton of 128MB flash drives for free, lately. You know what I've been doing? Putting creepy music and pictures on them and putting them in random places in my local park at night. Spreading creepiness to all the casuals, I guess.
Anyways, I've just been putting a couple songs from the Chemical Religion - Valley Drive album, changing the titles and audio tags, and occasionally corruping them by converting them to plaintext, taking out a couple characters, then converting them back to .mp3. I've also put a couple "creepy" pictures in there too to fill the rest of the space up, like what's attached.
My question to you, /x/: What sort of creepy audio/pictures that could fit on a 128MB flash drive would you recommend me put on there? It has to be casual enough that I wouldn't get arrested for distributing gore or something like that, but should be creepy enough to scare the shit out of curious people.
>On a night jog >Heading home >Weird guys starts staring at me at the intersection I need to cross to get home >Guy starts walking towards me >NOPE the fuck away. >Sleeps at friend's house >Wake up next morning, only to see that there was an accident at the same intersection I needed to cross.
I grew up in a heavily forested region of East Texas. All the locals in the area have at least one or two stories about the fucked up things they've experienced out there. I actually don't know a single person from out there who hasn't seen at least something once. Most of the residents have had regular, ongoing experiences with whatever these things (or thing) out in the woods. The descriptions aren't always the same. In fact, sometimes they'e quite different. I figure I'd share a few of the stories that I personally experienced and some of the ones I collected.
