Lavender Town: A True Story

They say that Creepypastas are all fake... That's what I thought, until something happened to my cousin. This is a true story. Even if you don't believe me, I don't care. It was about midnight, and my cousin and I were just about to go to sleep when he decided to show me a song. It was Lavender Town's song from Pokémon, but it was different. The pitch went down slowly.

I asked him what it was, he told me "It's Lavender Town's song."

"No it's not," I told him. "The pitch doesn't go down like that."

He gave me a strange expression.

"The pitch isn't going down." He told me.

I tried to go to sleep that night, but it couldn't be done.

"You up still?" I asked my cousin. Silence.

"Wake up!" I whispered. Nothing. I stood up and pushed him out of bed. Pillows fell on the floor from his covers.

He must have went somewhere.

"Hey, Izyc!" I screamed.

I was puzzled, usually everyone would have yelled for me to be quiet. I walked down the stairs, and began to here the Lavender Town music. I walked into the kitchen, my cousin lied on the kitchen floor. "Izyc!" I yelled, while running to him. He was dead. Blood leaked from his ears.

June 6, 2011... We had a funeral for him. I still miss him. Whenever I hear Lavender Town's music I always feel the pitch is getting lower. Then I can feel blood leaking out of my ears... Not all creepypasta's are fake.

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