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A guide to working the night shift
Check it there is going to be a full moon. If there is not, go in as normal. You will be okay.
If there will be a full moon, it is essential to follow this guide.
Get lots of sleep the day before.
Bring a fully charged phone, snacks, and water. Do not bring any flavored drink. The spirits will turn it to water, anyway.
About an hour before work, drive to your nearest Church. Do not walk or take the bus. If you must, ignore anyone who tries to talk to you on the way. They will be spirits trying to learn more about you.
Enter the Church and put some holy water on your hand. This will not do particularly anything, but it is nice to have some reassurance.
If there is an old man in the pews, ask him for his greatest piece of advice. If he ignores you, and he will, ask him again. He will tell you to be careful at work tonight. Make sure to thank him for his time, he will appreciate your manners.
Drive to work. Be a bit early, the spirits will not expect you to be early.
If you know your co-worker(s) well, ask them for gum. If they give you mint, back away slowly and continue working as normal. They are a spirit in disguise. Any other flavor, tell them to leave early. Do not take no for an answer.
If you do not know your co-worker(s) well, do not get too attached. They will be dead before 11pm. Do not feel guilty, there is nothing you can do.
Keep an eye on the clock. Do not walk or talk loudly, it can hear you. Do not wonder about what “it” is, you wouldn’t be able to fathom it anyway.
Once the clock hits 11 pm, the lights will go off. Do not worry, they will go back on soon.
When they come back on, your co-workers will be gone. Do not cry. The spirits will not pity you. There will be 3 customers left. 2 are spirits, one is real. You should help the real customer escape, he will give you something you need. However, you cannot leave with them. It will not allow you to.
Approach the first customer. Ask him if he needs any help. Slowly tap your foot while talking with them. If they cover their ears, apologize. They are a spirit. Spirits hate foot tapping. They will not hurt you, at least for now. Repeat until you find the real customer.
Tell the real customer that Bob sent you. He will know what you mean. He will begin to exit the store with his items in hand, unpaid for. Remind him that he must pay. He will glance at you, then begin walking out again. Do not worry, he will have paid you. You will find out what he gave you soon.
Now, you will be alone with the two spirit customers. Relax for a little bit, the worst is yet to come. Drink your water, but not too much. You don’t know what the spirits could have put in there.
Once the clock hits midnight, the lights will shut off again. Except this time they will not come back on. Leave the register, go to the back of the store. You will see a bottle of water that is upside down. Take it and drink it, for that is not water. You will be able to see better now.
Items from the shelves will begin to fall over. Pick them back up. You are, after all, working the night shift. If items from the fridges begin to fall, the spirits are extra angry. You must have wronged them. I told you to follow the guide exactly. I am sorry. Death is not what you should fear. What will happen to you is much worse than death.
If the fridges stay intact, you are safe for now. Do not talk or yell. Do not bother calling the police. Call your mom. Mother knows best. She will pick up. Although, it will not be your mom. Nevertheless, listen to her. She will tell you how to contact the spirits. I cannot share that information with you.
Use her instructions and contact the spirits. Ask them to spare you. They will say no. That is expected.
Spirits do not spare people willingly. They take trades, however. It is not easy to trade with a spirit. They only accept souls. People are only born with one soul, their own.
Put your hand in your right pocket. You will feel something indescribable. Do not pull it out. It is what the real customer paid you with, a soul. Do not feel bad, he has many.
Contact the spirits using the method from before. If you do not remember how there is nothing you can do. I am sorry. Your fate is sealed.
Tell the spirits you have a trade. Take the soul out of your pocket, and hold it up above your head. You will feel your legs begin to weaken. You will fall to your knees, and eventually you will pass out. You will wake up with the soul gone and the lights back on. Continue working as normal, the spirits have spared you.
Do not speak of this event to anyone, the spirits will not take kindly to that. They will appreciate your silence. Make sure to call your mom and thank her. She will not have any idea what you are talking about, but she will appreciate the gesture.
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These are so creepy but so good holy shit
Emily Carroll
I reblog this every time I see it, because the part that makes this so horrific to me, is that the room is a direct callback to Goodnight Moon. It takes this memory of safety and security and turns it directly upside down and I love it.
hey so Emily Carroll is my absolute favorite horror artist and her stories are some of the greatest things i’ve ever had the ghastly pleasure to read. many of her comics are free online, such as the classic His Face All Red
someone added a gif of Winnie the Pooh sitting in bed looking very scared and I’ve never been so humbled in my adult lifetime thusfar
only americans know the true pain of hearing this
Imagine kid you watching your favorite kids’ network. It goes to commercial. Every single time it cuts to commercial this whole thing plays in its entirety. You’ve seen it so much you know every word, every piece of music, all the words and the exact entonation in which they say it
That’s hell. Having the Shirley temple little darling dvd collection commercial permanently ingrained in your brain.
it has been many years since i have seen this commercial, and i can recite it word for word. op, what have you done
My sister and I went to the carnival this weekend and they had these everywhere and I needed to share the experience.
Mismatched Eyes
I have heterochromia.
My mom has it too, only hers is sectoral heterochromia. A part of her left eye is brown while most of it is blue. Mine’s complete. My right eye is brown, the left is blue. As a kid I’d get the most excited reaction out of the adults-
“His eyes are so beautiful!”
“Wow, they’re different colors!”
“How stunning!”
I’d like to say that my eyes are only one part of myself, that it’s just a slice of the pie that makes up me. But really, the only fascinating part of myself is the heterochromia. I’m average in grades. Height. Strength. IQ. Not much stunning charisma either- I tend to stick to myself.
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Can you find the ghost among the skeletons? 👻 By Gergely Dudás - Dudolf
I found him!
Rules for Camp Golden Oak
At Camp Golden Oak, we want you all to have the best experience you can. Just follow the few rules below to help keep everyone safe and having fun!
1. Always listen to your counselor. For this week, they’re your teacher, your leader, and most importantly, your friend. Don’t be afraid to come to them for help. They are there to listen.
2. Be kind to your fellow campers and never be afraid to make new friends. But be respectful, remember the Golden rule!
3. When on a nature hike, don’t wander off the trail, even if you see something that catches your eye. No one wants to be a Lost Camper!
4. Never waste food, clean your plate! If you have special food requirements due to religion or allergies, don’t be afraid to tell Chef! He’ll make a special plate just for you.
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u/Satans_asshol3 put this creepy nun on a fan to scare his wife.
The cat hates it…
motherfucker would be sleeping outside from now until Christmas
Creepypasta #1608: I Am Not Sick.
Length: Short
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Everyone thinks I’m sick… mentally, I mean. I’m not talking about, like, severe schizophrenia or psychosis or anything like that, but literally, everyone in my life thinks I have a serious eating disorder. I was first diagnosed with purging disorder, and then I was diagnosed with anorexia-binge/purge subtype (which makes no fucking sense because I don’t even binge, but whatever, I guess). I rarely eat, but when I do, I almost always make myself puke. I swear on my life it isn’t about losing weight or anything. I don’t hate my body like everyone thinks I do. I have my reasons for doing what I do.
Anyway, two weeks ago I was discharged from inpatient treatment. I was admitted with excessively low potassium levels and seriously imbalanced electrolytes. When I went to the hospital I was at a BMI of 14.7 which is severely underweight. After four months of group therapy, meal plans, nutritional supplement drinks, nasogastric tubes, IVs and lots antidepressants, I was finally released at a healthy BMI of 20.3. Everyone thought I was so much better when I got out of the hospital, which would make sense if I were actually sick to begin with, but just days after being discharged from the hospital, I “relapsed” as my psychiatrist puts it.
“Danny,” my psychiatrist said, “I know that being a boy with anorexia is tough, especially since there’s a huge stigma surrounding boys with eating disorders, but before we can move on with any treatment. It’s important for you to accept the fact that you’re sick.”
Sick- I winced at the word, but I kept my mouth shut.
“Come on, Danny. Won’t you at least talk to me this time?” She pleaded.
“There’s not much else for me to say, Dr. Lane,” I sighed. “I’ve said this before, and I’ll say it again. I do not have an eating disorder.”
The rest of our session was spent with her trying to convince me that I was anorexic, and me adamantly denying it.
I don’t see most of my family much. I live with my big sister, Diana. Honestly, the only person who seems to care about me is my big sister. Every day she prepares my meals and is insistent on watching me eat them. She can’t be around all the time, though. Diana’s the lead researcher at a chemistry lab; in other words, she’s a busy woman. On the weekdays, when she isn’t around, I flush the meals that she makes for me down the toilet, or I throw them out the window.
I really hate it when Diana gets days off. That means she can watch me eat… force me to eat. Yesterday was one of those days. She barged into my room with a sandwich on a plate and her lab coat still on. She walked up to me and kissed the top of my head.
“Danny, honey,” she crooned, “don’t you see that you’re killing yourself? Please eat, hon, just for me.”
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Inktober 19, 20 and 21. Jeez! Seems I’m not able to update anything in weekends! Oh, well.
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Ok so the door to the creepy haunted attic in my dorm was still open last time I went past. Since it's a college dorm maybe if I leave some pizza up there the ghost won't screw with me?
That kind of thing worked at the store, we left the aisles that the ghost hung out on clean and she left us alone.
I keep going back to watch this video it just captures my sense of humour perfectly
Demön
When an NPC warns chaotic-aligned players to not do something
So the door to the attic in my dorm is open.
“But honey, I am your mom”
Creepy encounter by reddit user u/myrtlewils0n
I don’t remember how old I was, just that I was small enough to fit in the front baby seat of a grocery cart. That’d put us in the late very late 90’s/early 2000’s.
I was grocery shopping with my mom at a Costco. For those who don’t know the chain, it basically a huge warehouse where everything is sold in bulk: food, clothes, books. It’s basically a Walmart, but if Walmart sold cereal boxes in counts of 3’s or frozen dinners by the dozen.
My mom has a habit of pulling her grocery cart down to one side of the aisle in stores and then walking the length of the shelves, picking what she wants, and then coming back to the cart and dumping what she has in the basket. I don’t get why she does it but hey, moms do weird things.
So I’m maybe four or five, sitting in the front basket playing with my Gameboy Color when she pulls over next to a fruit display in Costco and tells me that she’s going to look at the different deals and to sit tight. I wasn’t a very fidgety kid, so I said no problem.
She’s gone for a couple of minutes. I’m absorbed in Pokémon so I don’t really notice her walk up until the cart starts moving. Being a kid, I instinctively trust she’s the one pushing the cart.I was wrong.
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