Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24738994-20140328231024

I wrote a short creepypasta theory earlier today.. It got revised by one admin, and then deleted by another. I spoke to the admin who deleted it and he suggested coming here and that it needed more substance. I'll post the creepypasta below, and if anyone can give me tips or suggestions to what else I can add to it that would be greatly appriciated!

Fear /fi(ə)r/ - an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat.



Fear is what drives us. Our flight or fight, our will or our insanity. It’s a very powerful feeling that can make you stronger… or stranger. The theory I am about to discuss may disturb you as it pertains to death. Yeah, I know very cliché, right? I need you to bare with me for only just a couple minutes.



Do you remember ever having a near death experience? Something as simple as almost getting hit by a car, or even more gruesome like working in a saw mill and almost falling into machinery? Or maybe it was something less alerting, yet dense and dark as simply going to sleep.



Either way, when you have the distinguished rush of surviving whatever could have been the end of your life it is a wonderful feeling. Almost gives you a sense of invincibility. Omnipotent, if you will. What if that rush you got was actually your very soul floating out of your body? I know what you’re thinking - that’s absurd. Or is it?



What if you are actually in purgatory and don’t know it yet? Or something a little happier. Like you descend off into heaven. God himself brought you in your own “personal” heaven resembling your city, people, friends environment, and everything is going splendid for you.



But on the darker tone of things, have you noticed life hasn’t been going your way? Like everyone is against you? You can’t land a job, you are homeless, your wife cheats on you, your kids hate you. Nothing seems to go wrong no matter how hard you try to fix what’s broken. What if you are in hell, and Lucifer himself did exactly what I described God would have done? Except, on a more destructive and soul-crushing note.



Sure, I get it. Everyone talks and interacts with you, so that’s impossible. You can’t be dead. There’s absolutely no fucking way. Sure, you can still feel, taste, touch, smell, hear, and see. So it can’t be true. It just can’t be.



However, we really don’t have much research on the afterlife just yet, so no one actually knows for sure what happens when you finally pass on. The worst thing about this is that no matter how hard you try to find the answer, you will never actually know if you are actually alive, in a coma, or worse.



<p style="margin-top:5px;margin-bottom:5px;color:rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:small;line-height:normal;">In your own personal hell.

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<p style="margin-top:5px;margin-bottom:5px;color:rgb(255,255,255);font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:small;line-height:normal;">Sleep well. After all, you could be anywhere when you finally awaken. <ac_metadata title="Can anyone help explain what else I should do to my creepypasta?"> </ac_metadata>