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I wanted to play some old pokémonPokémon video-games, and that was why I was on eBay. I don't know why I didn't simply get some Gameboy ROM online. I must be an idiot or something, but, hey, you can't say that me, ok? I'VE GOT A TRAGIC CHILDHOOD!!!!111

I bought this really poorly cared pokémonPokémon cartrigecartridge instead of some good stuff for whatever reason. One month later (yeah, ya know, these fucking post offices) a box was delivered on my front door. I opened it and, inside, it was the cartrigecartridge. But it wasn't alone: a CD was at the bottom, with black marker written "NOSTALGICRANDOMGAME.EXE", with a note attached that said:

"<i>DO NOT YOU DARE TO PLAY THIS GAME OR IT WILL COME FOR YOU TOO THAT CD IS HAUNTED BY SOME SERIOUS AND SCARY SPIRIT OF A DEAD ABUSED PSYCHO IMMORTAL KID WHO ENJOYS K-POP AND THAT ASIAN STUFF YA KNOW DON'T PLAY IT OR YOU WILL END UP JUST LIKE ME I'M GOING TO END MY LIFE

PS: YOUR ARE NEXT!!11"</i>

I took a deeper look on the pokémonPokémon cartrigecartridge. It had no label and had really strange color: glowing greenish purple with orange stripes. With a shining silver marker, the old owner wrote "POKÉMON BLOOD & GORY EDITION" and drew a hyper-unrealistic (I mean, it's hard to be fucking Da Vinci when your canvas it's the size of a Gameboy cartrigecartridge) image of EVIL PATRIXXX. I thought "Well, that's some weird shit, but fuck it, man, I paid for it" and put it on the Gameboy.

The title screen was different than any usual pokémonPokémon game. First of all, the name on the title was "Benny Suffocated" (btw, if that was an made-up story - it's not, I swear, I was skeptical too, but now I believe it - Benny it's an original character not related with any other one on the creepypasta community).

He said he felt sorry about the misunderstanding and, to apologize, he would send me a DVD collection of the best episodes of SpongebobSpongeBob SquarepantsSquarePants, wichwhich he had access for being a Nickelodeon intern.

He said "okay" and, another month later, a box was at my door. I opened, grab the DVD and was ready to put it inside my computer, when the terrible truth hittedhit: all the so-called "lost episodes" of SpongebobSpongeBob inside that DVD wasn't lost anymore, because someone had to find to PUT'EM ON THE DISC.

I broke that shit with a 200" knife on my kitchen. Then I went to the bathroom and looked at myself on the mirror, crying for all the time I've lost on these last months............................................................