>be me
>go to Wal-Mart to get stuff for tacos
>gf drags me to cat and dog section
>across it is around 20 plungers
>grab them and push them hard against the floor
>gf laughs and calls me an idiot
>walk passed section
>see skinny Manlet trying desperately to take just one plunger off
>laugh hard
>tfw you're unemployed
>tfw Wal-Mart is only place hiring
Karma is a bitch
>trying to remove a suction cup by pulling it from the center
wew
>>37924390
>b3 m3
>b3 P3t3y
ftdy
>>37924329
>sitting on bus in high school
>friend asks me if I want to dip
>say "sure why not?"
>put it in my mouth
>bus hits bump
>swallow it
>spit it out of window
>flies back and hits my other friend behind me in the face
>wake up, hear people speaking outside, but they sound odd
>move aside all the curtains and towels i put on the window to look outside
>it's a very foggy morning, and it seems as if those people i heard were yelling at each other
>i suddenly feel very spooked, and look over to one of the houses
>whenever i look over, i see the curtains open up, and the window shows pure darkness
>i put all the curtains and towels on the window
>i then hear my bedroom door slam open, but it has stayed still
>i start hearing an orchestra play as i try to get myself back to sleep
>my dreams consist of me getting chained up and stabbed, as i watch children getting sacrificed on tv
>tfw every day and night is a lynchian nightmare
>twelfth grade
>two weeks until graduation
>in a worthless computers class taught by a 60-year old woman
>me and friend install a remote keyboard using a USB slot on the back of her computer
>so many wires tangled up she'll never see it
>she always leaves her display on the projector so the whole class can see what she's doing
>wait for her to almost finish an e-mail or pull up some files and then Ctrl+W or Alt-F4
>find her name and address in the staff directory
>find out husband's name
>arrange a robo collections call with husband's info
>"You are receiving this call due to confirm an appointment with Vanessa at [Local Escort Agency]"
>torment her every day
>sort of feel bad about it now
also
>using proxy to play RuneScape and that mining game off Miniclip
>tech people have remote viewing/control on all computers and occasionally check students' screens
>exit out of my RuneScape session and open a text box saying "You cannot play games on school property"
>open tab
>go to Google
>type in "Go get fucked, asshole"
>two weeks from graduation
>get suspended for three days for 'threatening' a staff member
>first time I ever got suspended
>mom cries for an entire hour
>>37924453
>terrified of ghosts until my late teens
>assumed every house older than twenty or thirty years was probably haunted
>dad decides to move
>fuck
>had just started feeling comfortable in old house and have to deal with uncertainty again
>first night there
>laying in bed with the lights off
>heart is fucking race
>starting to drift to sleep
>hear the door creak open
>oh fuck
>maybe it was just the wind
>literally fucking footsteps coming towards my bed
>close my eyes and hide my head under the covers
>moving boxes and containers start falling over
>holy fuck I can't believe this is actually happening
>almost crying
>noises stop
>slowly pull down blanket
>look into the darkness
>feel a slight tug on the sheet
>step-mom's cat pops its head over the edge of the bed
Almost shit myself.
>be poo poo
>pee pee poo poo
>poo pee
>poop poop
>pee pee
>tfw poo poo pee pee
>>37924479
>that second story
kek