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Origin of Eyeless Jack

Click… click… click… Jack continued pressing the button on the remote, idly watching the different channels pop up before changing again. Nothing really came on during the weekends, surprisingly. Nothing but 'Paid Programing' and other TV shows he didn't enjoy. Sighing, the college student rose up from his sofa, making his way to the desk resting against the wall next to his bed. He was already done with homework, finishing most of it in class that day. Unlike his roommate, Jack could get his shit done fast enough to have the rest of the day to himself to do whatever. He wasn't feeling to play any video games. Didn't re

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Origin of Eyeless Jack by La-Mishi-Mish, literature

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Origin of Eyeless Jack

CreepyPasta - Drip Drip Drip by La-Mishi-Mish, literature

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CreepyPasta - Drip Drip Drip

You toss and turn in your bed. Not wanting to wake up from your ultimate freedom, your dreams. But the feeling is too strong. Your bladder is causing your lower abdomen to grow sore. You gotta go. Now. Waking up slowly, you turn to look at your clock. 3:18AM. Fuuck. Why couldn't it have been around 6 or something? You got to get up early so you won't miss the bus… again. Your mom got so pissed off at you today, and complained about you not going to bed early, staying up too late playing video games or some shit like that. Which, is only half true at times... Kicking off the covers, you feel the nice sheet of warmth peel back off. You g

CreepyPasta - Play with Me by La-Mishi-Mish, literature

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CreepyPasta - Play with Me

The summer was nice and warm that year. The sun, as always, brought warmth to your skin. The light breezes that swept through the neighborhood made the days not too hot or cold. It was simply perfect weather. But one summer Sally will never forget. Sally was a young girl, eight years old, long curly brown hair, and bright green eyes. She was always polite, she never lied, and did as she was told. Her mother and father simply adored her, they couldn't ask for a better daughter. Sally giggled as she played with her friends outside of their home. Various games like, hopscotch and jumprope. Even dolls and tag. Sally's mother smiled warmly at th

i had an out-of-body experience. by laurotica, literature

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i had an out-of-body experience.

I had an out-of-body experience at the age of thirty-one. Every year between the ages of ten and eighteen, I sent a letter to NASA. I told them a little bit about myself, the same general description year after year, and always insisted that despite my medical condition, I would one day love to sail through the stars. My dream was to be out there in the universal abyss, exploring every unknown corner until we knew all that we could. Art would taunt, “Sick kids don’t go to space” before Mom slapped the back of his shoulder with a spatula. NASA was as nice as they could be, but the bottom line was that we all knew I could

I Want to be Alive. by shirosaki-sama, journal

I Want to be Alive.

Aug 23, 2013

But do I want to live? ...No. What is the difference between being alive, and living? When you are alive, you think and you react to what is happening. You feel emotions and connect with others. You have interests and dislikes. When you live, you do things in the world. You take what is around and you create or destroy. You go out and just DO. I want to be alive and have emotions. I want to have dislikes and things I am passionate about. I do not want to live and make an impact. I do not want to go out there and DO. But why is this? The world around me is... boring. The people pass through their lives like ants, never doing anything outsid

since feeling is first by ilovemybishies87, literature

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since feeling is first

TREA looked at the different flowers that filled the shop with their sweet fragrance. Each blossom was special, each had its own meaning, though he knew most people had forgotten or didn’t care much about it anymore. It had been a long time since he had visited this flower shop, but he had his reasons for doing so. Today was special; he would be seeing Miska again. He couldn’t go and visit her empty handed. It was against his very nature! He smiled, picking up a single rose before putting it back, as he remembered the first time they had visited this shop together. ---------------------------------- “Why are we here, TREA?&

Onion Emoticon (copy from ATMonion) by arale66, journal

Onion Emoticon (copy from ATMonion)

Jun 11, 2011

ONIONHEADS: Onion Head plz accounts made by ~omgwtfbbqplz (https://www.deviantart.com/omgwtfbbqplz) :iconvomitplz::iconheavenlyplz::iconsayhiplz::iconranranruuplz::iconherotimeplz::iconsaiyanplz::iconscaredplz::iconguaahplz::iconvoodooplz::icondignitylaughplz::iconmiseryplz::iconplanningplz::icongreatjobplz::iconitshotplz::iconitscoldplz::iconsickplz::icononionxdplz::iconpetrifiedplz::icondestroyplz::iconfinallyplz::iconinjuredplz::icononiontantrumplz::iconawkwardplz::iconcuriosityplz::iconnosepickingplz::icondontunderstandplz::iconnotlisteningplz::iconboredomplz::iconcomeatmeplz::iconruncryplz::iconstudytimeplz::iconsighingplz::iconitsfreezingplz::iconsmartyplz::icondesperate

Robots DO Get Sick by ilovemybishies87, literature

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Robots DO Get Sick

It had been a week since Miska had come down with the stomach flu--just like she thought she had. As much as she hated to admit it, she was thankful that TREA had sent the doctor to visit her. She had a sneaking suspicion that her speedy recovery had to do with the doctor’s reputation as a “miracle worker.” “It’s good to see you feeling better,” Rin told when she entered her office. She looked Miska up and down before she said, “Did you get that project done that I asked you to finish?” “Rin, I was puking my guts out for most of the week,” Miska said. “Do you really think I had time--&#

Robots Don't Get Sick by ilovemybishies87, literature

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Robots Don't Get Sick

Somehow, Miska could tell it was going to be one of those kinds of days. Even before she had fully woken up and wiped the little bits of sleep from the corners of her eyes, she knew that it was going to be an absolutely horrible day. Of course, this theory was only confirmed when she woke up and found that, despite her brain's rather insistent request, her eyes refused to open. After a few moments - which involved her compromising and eventually promising her eyes that she would take a thirty minute nap later on in the day if they would just open - they opened once, only to close again. Miska frowned as she felt a small trail of wetness roll

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