The Skellingtons of Nosleep
I was on nosleep about to post a story when i got the amazing idea to just post one here instead. so i began to type a story. it was going to be about a dog who flew to the moon to meet with a creepy skellington and the skellington would be so creepy. i was like "SPOOKY SCARY SKELLINGTONS COME CREEPING DOWN YOUR SPINE" and i pressed enter on "submit a story" i waited 3 minutes while my slow interweb connected to the freakin site. I pressed enter again. The page went blank.
"YOU SHOULDN'T DO THAT." the computer said in bold letters. I screamed and grabbed my teddy bear Carlos. Once my heart stopped punching my ribcage I set Carlos down and pressed send again. Carlos shook his head at me and said "stupid human. this is why u always die in movies." i slapped him and pressed send again. The page went blank again. this time it said "I AM THE VOICE OF NOSLEEP. STOP MAKING FUN OF US." i laughed and Carlos hopped of of my bed. "You're on ur own in this one." he said and left. I shrugged. Who needed Carlos, anyways? Carlos left and I finally got the story to send. I clicked on it to see if anyone had liked it in that two seconds.
But it only said five words "LOOK BEHIND YOU."
That wasn't what I wrote. But i felt the need to look behind me. I'm sorry I ever did. Behind me was a giant skeleton with a creepy inhuman grin. I asked him how he could smile without flesh.
He said "I am nosleep. You didn't listen. Now you must die." I screamed and Carlos came in with a large gun. He shot a hole through the skeleton's skull. The skeleton turned into a pile of bones. "Thanks!" I said. Carlos growled. He shot a hole through my head too. I looked at my body as I began to fade away.
I was spooky skellington too.
When I woke up I had a T-Shirt on with the words "Nosleep employee" on it. I was sitting in front of a monitor with the words "Begin your website training now." I clicked the button.
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Credited to asleepnosleep
Originally uploaded on August 29, 2014
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