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Hey everyone, here's a true story that happened to me a while ago. I think. It may have been a false memory
So yesterday I was doing some stuff at my house, when suddenly this guy came up to my door wearing some spooky clothes and gave to me this video. I thought it was weird, because usually people don't just walk up to your door and hand you random stuff but I was like "whatever" and just went with the flow.
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The video was very spooky and scary. I don't remember much, but I remember there being like ghosts and stuff, and there was also like creepy mirrors and like some scary words that were like, you know, spooky and scary. I think there was text that said, like, "life is meaningless" or something deep like that. At one point, there was a little girl who was smiling at me, which was very disturbing. Like, she wasn't doing anything but smiling. There was also creepy blood. I got a sense of spookiness and creepiness while watching it. It was very scary.
After watching, I stood there in silence, spooked. I took out the video tape and burned it with fire
Anyways, some days later, I got a message in the mail (yeah I still use paper mail for nostalgic reasons), and in the letter it said "you are going to die soon", written in the same writing as the video tape. At least I think it was.
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Anyways, I couldn't move. I didn't know what to do. I screamed at the top of lungs. The girl burst out of the TV screen, pounced right on top of me, and giving a piercing screech at the top of her lungs, was about to rip my face off, until suddenly...
I kinda forgot what happened after. But it was pretty disturbing.
Anyways, yeah, spooky stuff happened.
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