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my precious
this is my bass. its red and purdy...
thats all i have to say.
this is just kewl
we all love his hair...
FALLOUT BOY
AFI
PARAMORE
CREEPY STORIES
A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. Especially no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed.
The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to.
This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn’t make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red.
At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, “Did you look through the keyhole?” The man told her that he had and she said, “Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red.”
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I have a little kitty
his name is morning star
when we were playing outside
he was ran over by a car
he flew up in the air
and hit the asphalt with a thud
his kitty head cracked open
and his brains oozed out like mud
kitties have nine lives
so I know he cant be dead
I put him in a box
and kept him underneath my bed
at night I hear him laughing
when everyones asleep
sometimes I even feel him
licking both my hands and feet
I put him in the bath tub
and cleaned the maggots from his eyes
his ribcage looked like a row
of tiny white french frys
then he started scearming
an echo in my brain
this little rotten kitty
is driving me insane
I nailed him to the wall
it had to be done
but he started scearming again
so i bit off his tong
mommy started crying now
as I ripped my cat apart
she held me tight and asked me
to please spit out his heart
mommy dont you cry
you havent been bad
I wont do this to you
unless you make me mad
& Shelby? xD