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10/19/2018 18:09:54



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So
I lost my phone...

Last night a friend
rushed me out of the house to catch the opening act
at a local bar's music night. After a few drinks I realized my phone
wasn't in my pocket. I checked the table we were sitting at, the bar,
the bathrooms, and after no luck I used my friend's phone to call
mine.After two rings someone answered, gave out a low raspy giggle, and
hung up. They didn't answer again. I eventually gave it up as a lost
cause and headed home.I found my phone laying on my night stand, right
where I left it.



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Stoppin'
by with a bedtime story...Enjoy & Sweet dreams out there on your
end friend...



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10/19/2018 12:32:04



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Return
of the Messiah

In the year 2026 the
Messiah came back
down to Earth. She performed miracles and cured the sick. There was
no doubt as to her authenticity. She appeared to all nations at once.
All believed. All worshiped her. Some time later, after this period of
our history known as the Age
of Peace, She dropped a bombshell on us. She warned us that Heaven
was almost full. Nobody had gone to Hell during this Age. There were
a fixed amount of spots left. Paradise would be closed to all who
died after the Gates close. That is when the Mass Suicides began. Taking
your own life, She
had told us, was not a sin if you died a pious man. The race was on! She
looked on and was pleased. She returned to her home, to her
throne of fire and flames, and greeted all with a nod of her wicked
horns.



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Just
stoppin' by with yet another tale...Enjoy & have a great day out
there on your end dear friend...



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10/19/2018 00:53:25




May All Dreams Come True.
With Love Nicky ...


10/18/2018 19:07:18



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The
Eyes are Watching Me

I bought a new
house in the small town of Winthrop. The house was cheap,
but the most important part was that I needed to get away from the
city. A few months ago, I had a run-in with a stalker. While I had
managed to get him arrested, I couldn't shake the feeling of eyes just
constantly watching me. I felt like there were eyes everywhere, at home
and on the street, so I decided to move out into the country to
somewhere with less people, just for peace of mind.The house itself was
big and somewhat old, but otherwise very welcoming. The agent who
introduced me to the house had been required to mention that a serial
killer had lived here in the past, which was why the house was so cheap.
However, he, and later, my next door neighbor Sarah, both told me to
pay the thought no mind. Four other owners had lived in the house since
then, and all of them were very happy with it.I loved the house. Its
interior furnishings were beautiful and very comfortable. The people of
Winthrop were friendly, often bringing over freshly baked pastries or
inviting me over for dinner. "Get-togethers," they said, "were the key
to making sure everyone who lived in Winthrop loved it there."Yet after a
week, I stopped "loving it." The feeling of someone watching returned,
worse than before. I tried to ignore it, but soon I started losing
sleep. Giant bags grew under my eyes and I began yawning almost as much
as I breathed. Sarah was kind enough to let me stay in her house for a
few nights.It was during this time that I heard the legend of Forrest
Carter, the serial killer who had lived in my house. While no one knows
his exact kill count, Carter, also known as the Winthrop Peacock, was a
man with extremely severe case of narcissism. Legends say that he
couldn't fall asleep if he didn't feel like he was being watched. He was
finally arrested for putting up a scarecrow to watch him during the
night. Only it wasn't a scarecrow. Carter had murdered a 17 year old
girl, just so her corpse could stare at him.The story gave me shivers,
and after I went home, I felt like there were hundreds of pairs of eyes
just watching me no matter how I turned.Today, however, was the first
day that I acted out. I was cooking breakfast, when I felt the eyes.
Instinctively, out of fear, I threw my kitchen knife, which lodged
itself into the wall. As I pulled it out, I found myself staring at a
pair of eyes, pickling in formaldehyde.I've been watching the police
peel away the drywall of my house for hours now. So far, they've found
142 pairs of eyes in little glass jars. The scariest thing is, each and
every one was staring at me.



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Stoppin'
by with a little tale to close out the day...Have a wonderful evening
on your end dear friend...



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10/18/2018 16:07:53



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Hope
you're having a great
day

~Zack~



10/18/2018 08:20:07


10/17/2018 17:47:57



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Sorry
I've been gone so long. Hope all has been well you you. Have a good
night!

~Zack~



10/17/2018 16:40:28



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Fifty-Cent
Piece

There is a story told in Troy
and Albany about a couple returning
home from a trip to New England. They were driving home in a carriage,
and were somewhere near Spiegletown when the light failed and they knew
they would have to seek shelter for the night. The husband spied a
light through the trees and turned their horse into a small lane
leading up a hill. A pleasant little house stood at the crest, and an
old man and his wife met the couple at the door. They were in
nightclothes and were obviously about to turn in, but they welcomed the
travelers and offered them a room. The old woman bustled about making
tea and offering freshly-baked cakes. Then the travelers were shown to
their room. The husband wanted to pay the old couple for their lodgings,
but the old lady shook her head and the old man refused any payment for
such a small service to their fellow New Yorkers. The travelers
awoke early and tiptoed out of the house, leaving a shiny fifty-cent
coin in the center of the kitchen table where the old couple could not
miss it. The husband hitched up the horse and they went a few miles
before they broke their fast at a little restaurant in Spiegletown. The
husband mention the nice old couple to the owner of the restaurant and
the man turned pale. "Where did you say that house was?" he asked. The
husband described the location in detail. "You
must be mistaken," said the restaurant owner. "That house was destroyed
three years ago by a fire that killed the Brown family." "I don't
believe it," the husband said flatly. "Mr. and Mrs. Brown were alive and
well last night." After
debating for a few more minutes, the couple and the restaurant owner
drove the carriage back out of town towards the old Brown place. They
turned into the lane, which was overgrown with weeds, and climbed the
hill to the crest. There they found a burned out shell of a house that
had obviously not sheltered anyone for a long time. "I must have
missed the track," said the husband. And then his wife gave a terrified
scream and fainted into his arms. As he caught her, the husband looked
into the ruin and saw a burnt table with a shiny fifty-cent piece lying
in the center.



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Stoppin'
by with a short tale to end the day...Have a wonderful evening on your
end dear friend...



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