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Hey, my name is Dudley, and I'm a close friend of Matt's. Matt is a fairly good writer and so when I found this elaborate and creepy little story on his computer I didn't pay much attention. I was over his one night when I decided to read it (I was bored while he was asleep) and it really scared me. This story is real. I remember him telling me about the destroyed Cinnibar, the dead pikachu and the funeral. I put it down to some crazy dream or trick he was trying to play on me. Now I know. After a lot of convincing and arguing, I managed to get him to put the story on here and creepypasta itself to get it known. Please, if anyone knows anything about this glitch/easter egg or anything about it at all, inbox us here. We would be really grateful.

 

I've read a lot of pokemon creepypastas now, and they put me off pokemon, I was too afraid to fish my old Gameboy Colour out with it's bright yellow cartridge still stuck in the back. My favourite would probably be 'Easter Egg - Snow on Mt.Silver', it terrified me, the niggling thought that it could be real, and made me glad I grew up with Yellow.

 

 

This effected me worse than anything that had came before. I twisted the GameBoy in my hand and smashed it hard against the floor, I went outside and threw it against the paving slabs again and again, and again until it was in pieces. I picked up the yellow cartridge with the pleasantly smiling Pikachu and snapped it in half. It took me an hour to pick up all the pieces and dump them in the bin. I promised that day to never play Pokemon again.