Skin and Night Crawlers

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Passing through spaces, looking through faces, digging into minds forcing them to lose all traces. 

We are real, your dreams are surreal. Sucking your energy dry never loses its appeal.

Once I get my fill I immediately look for more. I will drain you from your skin to your inner core. 

I feed off your fear, I feed off your sadness. You will spiral down into pure madness.

The truth is there is more than one of me. The best part is, you’ll eventually see the others, but first I will make you see me.

I’m in the shadows, the corners, behind doors, windows… I’m everywhere. I hope that tonight you are up for a good scare.

I take the form you fear the most. I will follow you everywhere, even from coast to coast.

Oh, and one more thing, I can see you, but can you see me?

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I Have an Obsession with the Paranormal (Especially Post Mortem pictures)

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January 25th 2018

Hey everyone! Jacob here! I’m sorry that I had to cut the last post short, but I had to take care of some stuff. I go to community college and work part time at the library on campus every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. My parents always push to get my studies done before anything else, and I have adopted that same mindset as well. I also wanted to apologize for the slight vagueness in my first post. I wanted to talk more about how I got into this stuff on my end. So like I stated in my previous posts, my parents were a huge influence on why I love the paranormal so much.

I think what started it all was my first experience with the paranormal when I was about 7 years old. Back then, my family and I lived in a house that was slightly smaller than the one we lived in and it was HAUNTED af, I seriously mean it was haunted. However, I didn’t really start to experience anything until I got a bit older. Anyway, when I was 7 years old, I was playing with my older brother Kevin who was about 10 years old at the time. I had two older sisters, 12 and 14 who were inside the house at the time. Kevin and I were out in our playground that our parents made for us when we first moved here. We were both playing in our sandbox, it was a fairly large one at that.

“I’m going to make a city that will reach the sky! And a rollercoaster in the middle of it.” I remember saying that vividly out of everything else. I really wanted to be an architect when I was little.

“You’re going to need a lot more sand than that to make skyscrapers that big.” My brother said as he was doing his version of a reanactment of Godzilla. Clumps of light tan sand sat in front of him as he used his favorite toy airplane to destroy the smaller clumps. I remember that he always wanted to be a pilot. 15 years later, he made that dream come true, but that’s a story for another day. We were having a good day in the hot midsummer’s sun.

“You know what would be cool to do one of these days?” Kevin asked me with some form of malintent… I say malintent because I had a feeling it was going to be a prank or some sort of trick. We loved to play pranks on one another.

“What?” I said

“Go check out the creek by our house without grown-ups! I heard that there is a church in the middle of the woods and its haunted!” He said excitedly.

“But we tried to do it one time and we both got grounded for a week without TV or video games! The nextdoor neighors caught us, remember?”

“So? We’re fast enough to sneak past mom and dad and our neighbors. We would be even faster if we snuck out of our rooms when mom and dad are asleep.”

“I don’t like where this is going.” I remember feeling my stomach churning at the thought. I was still afraid of the dark and there was something about this situation that just wasn’t right. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I know I felt something.

“Come on man! Maybe we can get Joe from next door from us to go with us.” Joe Randall was our best friend since childhood. At the time he was 13 years old, a cubscout, and would regularly go on hikes in the backwoods with his dad and younger sister. We had so many good memories with Joe. Hell, even after we moved we still chat all the time and get into shenanigans.

“Maybe…” I said grasping at my chin, pretending that I had a beard.

“I already talked to him about it! We were going to do it tonight at 10 o’clock! Please?”

“Why do you want me to come and not one of our sisters?”

“Bleh! I don’t want them to come with us. They’re not as brave as you and I. Anyway, Joe has a camera so we can take all kinds of pictures. We will be the coolest kids in school for doing this. No one has done this before because everyone is a scaredy cat. So, what do ya say? Shake on it?” He put his hand right in my face. I sighed and shaked his hand.

“Alright deal”. As soon as I shook his palm I felt my stomach drop and my head was immediately all mixed up. I couldn’t go back on a handshake, it’s a personal brother to brother kind of thing. I will say one thing for sure… what happened that night imprinted itself in my memories forever….

More coming soon…

Part 1

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Positivity and Funnies- WTF?

Hey! Hey! Hey! What kind of fucketry is this?

I’ll tell you what kind of fucketry this is… well, obviously the best kind of fucketry!

Now let’s get to it.

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It’s kind of hard not to be docile if you can’t see beyond your own warm and cuddly fluff.

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Okie dokie. Fair enough.

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I fucking love nature!!!!!

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What kind of sorcery is this???

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Hey, does anyone know WTF is?

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What? It’s just as innocent as Where’s The Food!

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Who wants to go monster bus trucking???

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This is something you’ll keep in mind when you’re telling your kids about Santa Claus! (AHEM! don’t forget to write this down)

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Aw, it’s not a Where’s The Food tree, nor is it the Wednesday Thursday Friday tree. This tree is a wet blanket!

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I didn’t do it!!!

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Yeah! It’s me, myself, and I!

I hope you enjoyed the funnies! Have a lovely day.

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Positivity and Funnies- Silly Puppers

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Heya! How are you doing this week? Whether its rough or wonderful, why not take a moment and enjoy some funnies? It’s time to take a break from everyday worries and bring on the funnies! Sit back, relax, and enjoy! =)

Guard Dogs

No touchy touchy… guard dogs on site.

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Wtf man??? That ain’t right!

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Uh oh! Who’s in the doghouse now???

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First your late, now you’ve been petting another dog??? Oooooo you’re gonna get it now!

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Kinky? No…. awkward… get this thing off of me!

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Doge for president!!!!!! Woo woo woo!!!!

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Can you tell how much fun I am having? I’m having a ball.

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How dare you trick me? Ohhhh you’re going to get it now! Say goodbye to your brand new slippers.

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I need oxygen!! *sprays febreeze frantically*


Have a wonderful day, evening, or afternoon wherever you are! Don’t work too hard. 😉

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The Patterned Tomb

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Lattice of bone shape the walls.

Crushed skulls line these halls.

Grinded to dust as they may be.

Break the wrong ones and the evil will be set free.

The bones never stall, nor end.

This isn’t a simple game of pretend.

Every new death creates several new bricks.

They’re somewhat easy to break, but not like stones and sticks.

I swear that these dim halls can talk.

Their spirits are still here; they love to creep and stalk.

Stalk by day, kill by night.

When they touch you, you’ll die from fright.

Goodnight sweet blessed lost souls.

I have lost my battle to the relentless ghouls.

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