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لأنّ العتمة لم تعد تخيفها أصبحت تسكن في العراء، تتأمل النجوم والكواكب والشهّب وتحكي قصص ليطول حديثها.. ويمضي هذا اللّيل بوقته دون إدراك منها.

#بقلمي #قلمي #3:21am

pro tip: 11pm is not a good time to start wearing mehendi

#oversharing on tumblr part unknown #3:21am #my hands not dry TvT #well atleast i did on one hand and not two

Arra jöttem rá, hogy én úgy csinálok, mintha már nem érdekelne, de éjszaka, amikor egyedül maradok a gondolataimmal, akkor bevallom magamnak, hogy igenis érdekel még...

#3:21am #nagyon hiányzol

do I really need to cry or i just need to chill out and go to sleep for once and all?

#me #3:21am

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“Every night at 3:21 AM a man hangs himself at the foot of my bed. I don’t know who he is or what he is doing in my house, and it's scaring the hell out of me. I can’t sleep and I don’t know how to deal with this problem. No matter what I try the man is always there, every night. I wake up and see him standing on my bedpost, with a noose around his neck. As soon as I scream, he jumps backward and hangs there. Then, at 3:22 AM, his body disappears. I need you to help me, just sleep in my room for one night, I’m positive he won’t appear if I have someone with me.”

I knew my friend and neighbor Louis could not possibly be telling the truth, this was only a fabrication of his own mind. I sent him out of my house with a couple of recommendations for good therapists in our area.

A week later, I was shocked to learn that Louis had committed suicide by means of hanging himself at the foot of his bed. I attended his funeral and paid my respects to his family before leaving with regret… perhaps I should've helped him with his silly task, even if it was ridiculous, it might've stopped him from killing himself.

It took a long while for me to fall asleep that night, and when I did, I was awakened shortly afterward by a noise in my bedroom. I opened my eyes blearily, and the first thing I saw was my digital clock, which read 3:21 AM.

I swiveled my head around, and Louis was standing over me on the bedpost, with a noose around his neck. I let out a scream of terror before he lets himself fall backwards, and he hangs there for a full minute for the first of many times to come.

#Halloween #Creepypasta #Spoopy Readings #3:21am