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Before I start I just want to wish you all a happy holidays. This was quite a traumatizing experience I had when I was young. Anyway get comfortable because this is going to be a very disturbing story. I always tell this story around christmas time to my friends and family and I thought this subreddit would love stuff like this so here It goes. It was christmas of 2008 and I was a pretty young. I still believed in santa at that point so I had the attitude of,"Oh If I stay up maybe I can catch him". God damn my curiousity . This year I was absolutely positive I was going to catch him. I had a ton of caffeine ready so wouldn't fall asleep waiting. At around 12:30 in the morning, I knew my parents were asleep and they were extremely heavy sleepers. I snuck downstairs and to my surprise, my presents were already there! I thought,"Shoot, I missed him". I hung out downstairs for a few hours playing on my ipod touch. This is where it happened. Where I was sitting you could look down a hallway to see a sliding glass door. I don't know how long he was standing there but all I know was when I looked up from my ipod, he was standing right outside, looking at me. "ITS SANTA!" I thought. As I looked closer he didn't seem like the jolly fat old man we all came to love. He was in a bright red suit, but he wasn't fat at all, he was extremely pale and skinny, and he was relatively old, possibly in his 60's. He had bright red cheeks, and what giving a good old creepy smile. He gave me a hand signal to come to the door. I started walking down the hallway, and I started getting a,"This isn't right feeling" mixed in with a,"I HIT THE JACKPOT" feeling too. As I walked he gave me the same look all the down. No lights were on in the hallway and there was a bright light shining on him outside the house. As I opened the door, I said,"Oh my gosh, santa its you!" He started in a high pitch voice,"WHYYY HELLO LITTLE BOY! IT SO GOOD TO SEE YOU! HAVE YOU SEEN THE PRESENTS IVE GIVEN YOU?" I couldnt believe it! I was talking to the REAL saint nick himself. "YEAH I DID! But santa why are you back here?" I looked closer into his eyes and I realised, they were pure black. Nothing but pupil. <i><b>([["HE SEES YOU WHEN YOUR SLEEPING"|Read more...]])</b></i> |
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Today is the 8th of December 2012 and this is my story leading up to this point, I Fear I Have to Write this down as What occurs next may be the end of me. |
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Every night, the same routine occurred, I Would turn off my laptop, sneak into my bedroom and go to sleep, in the morning I would go to work, return home and go onto the laptop as if on an everlasting loop of boredom, I didn't get out much and my house hasn't seen anyone but me for years. I always did my shopping on the Saturday of every week as I was not at work on that day and it was the most convenient, Every Saturday it seemed I would return home to an empty house with the same Food and Drinks as the week before it was always Milk, Cereal, Toilet Roll, Pasta and Cheap pizza, Sometimes I Would spoil myself bring home some ice-cream or something, this week I decided I wanted Potato Chips, no reason in particular, just to pig out and get fat, the usual. I put my things away and did what any other geek would do, I headed straight for the laptop, Turned it on and went on an everlasting quest of websites and gaming that would not end or be put on hold unless I felt the need to cook up some pasta or pizza. |
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It was around the time 1am when it started to become creepy, I heard a door creek open and then slowly shut again, I wasn't the bravest of all men and from that sound I refused to get up until my mind went into all possibilities of what it could be, I Slowly arose from my chair and Tip Toed slowly the door which lead out into the hallway, My hallway was pretty empty except a path to another room, a closet and the front door, I slowly stepped out into it, and crept ever so slowly to the door as if each step was one to my death, I Tip Toed to the front door as if getting slower by each step, I placed my now Goosebumps ridden hand onto the handle of my front door and turned the handle, Slowly, I opened the door and looked both directions outside, There was nothing there but I still felt as if some source of fear was in my presence, But with no factual evidence I shut my laptop and seemingly Sprinted up stairs as if a ghost was in my presence chasing me, I jumped into my bed and pulled the cover over my head, My eyes began to close as I head a door creek open again, at this time I was starting to believe it was some effect of the wind that In the past I had not noticed... CRUNCH, "What was that" I thought to myself, I couldn't bring myself to investigate, I had already had enough of that today, my heart was beating fast but I couldn't do it, It was probably my imagination or just a noise from a heater or something, That's what they usually say it is. <i><b>([[The Blood Written Words|Read more...]])</b></i> |
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Revision as of 07:35, 1 December 2023
Before I start I just want to wish you all a happy holidays. This was quite a traumatizing experience I had when I was young. Anyway get comfortable because this is going to be a very disturbing story. I always tell this story around christmas time to my friends and family and I thought this subreddit would love stuff like this so here It goes. It was christmas of 2008 and I was a pretty young. I still believed in santa at that point so I had the attitude of,"Oh If I stay up maybe I can catch him". God damn my curiousity . This year I was absolutely positive I was going to catch him. I had a ton of caffeine ready so wouldn't fall asleep waiting. At around 12:30 in the morning, I knew my parents were asleep and they were extremely heavy sleepers. I snuck downstairs and to my surprise, my presents were already there! I thought,"Shoot, I missed him". I hung out downstairs for a few hours playing on my ipod touch. This is where it happened. Where I was sitting you could look down a hallway to see a sliding glass door. I don't know how long he was standing there but all I know was when I looked up from my ipod, he was standing right outside, looking at me. "ITS SANTA!" I thought. As I looked closer he didn't seem like the jolly fat old man we all came to love. He was in a bright red suit, but he wasn't fat at all, he was extremely pale and skinny, and he was relatively old, possibly in his 60's. He had bright red cheeks, and what giving a good old creepy smile. He gave me a hand signal to come to the door. I started walking down the hallway, and I started getting a,"This isn't right feeling" mixed in with a,"I HIT THE JACKPOT" feeling too. As I walked he gave me the same look all the down. No lights were on in the hallway and there was a bright light shining on him outside the house. As I opened the door, I said,"Oh my gosh, santa its you!" He started in a high pitch voice,"WHYYY HELLO LITTLE BOY! IT SO GOOD TO SEE YOU! HAVE YOU SEEN THE PRESENTS IVE GIVEN YOU?" I couldnt believe it! I was talking to the REAL saint nick himself. "YEAH I DID! But santa why are you back here?" I looked closer into his eyes and I realised, they were pure black. Nothing but pupil. (Read more...)
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