User:Mistress Dosh

WARNING: The current pasta you are about to read is contains the following: Blood & Gore, Sexual References and Strong Language. Please enjoy.

==== Y'know those online horror stories? The ones by the name of Creepypasta's? (Jeff The Killer, smiledog.jpg, BEN DROWNED, etc.). Well, I tend to enjoy them quite a bit from a standpoint. Some are decent and some are worth moving to TrollPasta. Anyways, I had my own little experience that I'm sure I wont forget anytime soon. ==== "It was a bright Summer afternoon and I just got done eating lunch. Within the time I had to spare, I decided that maybe a little television wasn't a bad idea. I switched over to my favorite channel to see that an old cartoon from back in the 90's was airing. After a while, I started to get a little bored and tired and realized it was around 9:00 PM. "Time flys by fast, huh?" I thought to myself. I didn't think keeping myself up was a great idea so I headed to bed after a couple of minutes. At around 10:00 PM, I started hearing whispers. I couldn't exact hear what they were saying but, from what I know, I thought the whispers said "at the door...". By now, I was getting a little shakey so, I put a pillow over my head and shut my eyes."

Later that night, someone or something knocked at my door. "AH! FUCK!". I woke up tired and grumpy. I check the clock to see that it was 4:16 AM. "What the bloody hell is anyone doing at my door this early.". I rubbed my head and checked through the blinds near the door to see it was one of my friends, John. I answered the door and said "Dude, the fuck are you doing at my house this early?". John replied, "Oh! Sorry, I thought you were awake. Well, I wanted to give you your book back that I borrowed." I snatched my book out of his hand. "Thanks..." I said with a grumpy tone. "Sorry about bothering you. I'll see ya later!". He waved and walked away from my house. I couldn't go back to sleep so I took a shower and made some coffee. I turned on my CPU and went onto the Wikia to read some Creepypasta's. When I entered the site, somethings changed around looked...odd, let's say. The background was changing random colors and was occasionally glitching out. You could say the site was on LSD and full of viruses. Some of the newer pasta's up were really brutal and sexually explicit. Here's a paragraph so you know what I mean: "The young women turned around to see a dismembered arm inside her vagina. The women screamed in agony as the doctor shoved the leg up futher and futher. Soon, the women's vagina was nub and bucket loads were coming blood coming out from the fleshy hole." This tend to make me a little weirded-out by the paragraph. It was around 8:00 AM by the time I closed the tab to the Wikia. Once I was looking on the main home page of my CPU, I saw japanese text (愛死) that translated to "love death". I knew from enough cliche creepypasta's that now would be the time I turn off my computer so I did just that."

"When I was sleeping, I had a terrifying nightmare of that same women getting the leg shoved up her vagina. I couldn't stop turning and tossing. I woke up, gasping for air considering the pillow was still over my head. When I got up and went to the living room, my door was wide open. By now, I was very freaked out and started looking all around the house for someone inside. I found no-one but found something quite interesting. A little brown, fuzzy teddy bear with a hole inside the little plushie's head. Inside the head made me sick. A liver and intestines stuffed way inside of it. The teddy felt wet and it's stomach turned a very dark red. I threw the little bloody plushie in the garbage and sat down to get the image out of my mind."

"I looked over at the door just to see a shadow walking away. I quickly looked outside and saw the little teddy with a knife where it's dark red stomach is. I saw more and more blood poor out of it. This was making me overly sick. I ran off to the bathroom to vomit. I turned and the saw the teddy right near the sink. With the screaming, I tripped into the bathtub. I quickly looked up and the teddy was near my feet. I grabbed the plushie, got in my car, drove off to the dump, and threw it in a garbage tank and locked it tight. Drove off home and relaxed. My phone rang and then I answered it. It was WM (Waste Management) calling me to notify that the teddy bear I put in there garbage bin apparently killed two employees that worked there. I stopped the call and started freaking out. I locked every door and windows that were in my house. To this day, I still am cooped up in here, waiting till that blood soaked plushie goes away."