FrequentDeath (2013-01-10 19:37:08)

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This isn't meant to be scary.
~original storypasta~


Hey guys. I need help. I've died, in fact, I've been dying everyday for 62 years... I think.. It's not just me.. It's my friend too... Here, I'll tell you the whole thing that's happened.


It's October 15th, 12:30PM. "Y'know, I kinda hate Fall," I said, petting my friends cat. "Anyways, I need to get going." I tell my friend. I put the cat on the floor and I get up and start to walk out of their house. "Seeya." My friend says. I turn the knob and walk out. I look both ways, which makes no sense because there aren't that many people in this town. But still, I wanted to make sure I was safe. I start walking across then my friend comes running out of her house screaming.

A passing car had run over you and drove away. There was a splash of red mixed with the Autumn air. The devil sneered at me, reminding me this wasn't a joke..

I came back to my senses and woke up in bed. "What time is it?.." I turned my head to look at the clock. It read 12:05am.. I remember the dream(?) I had yesterday, we were at the cafe.

"Hey, we should get going." She said. "Yeah, totally." I replied back. We walked out and I found the people staring at my friend with their mouths wide open.

A metal pole pierced through you, the same splash of red, it was everywhere. The ground, windows of the cafe, I was covered in it. I slowly walked off, everything distorted and hazy.. I fell to the ground feeling nauseous.

I wake up and once again wake up in my bed. I reach over for my phone and check the date. October 14th. It was a little past 9:00am. I get out of my bed and go to the bathroom brush my teeth. I notice a faint burning smell. It's probably nothing. I begin brushing my teeth, not aware of the scent again. I finish brushing, and drowzily walk out of the bathroom. I see the mix of red and orange dancing in the hall. There are voices screaming out from somewhere..

Those are just a few..
August 15th. I just know something's been happening. Somebody, somethings screwing with us. We aren't even dying, are we? It's hard to tell. There's a mixup with time. We're hallucinating. Oh, there could be thousands of explanations. God isn't here to help. I doubt he's real. I have an idea on how to screw up the flow.



We were walking along, knowing one of us was about to die. We knew this, so we started walking along the road. There was a car headed her way. Grinning, she knocked me over into her spot and ran across the road.

She's alive and doing well. As for me? Well, all I know is that I'm in a dark place.

This post has been edited one or more times, the last time was:
2013-01-10 23:10:38

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FrequentDeath (2013-01-10 20:11:08)

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Switching to another point of view.

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MeNobody14 (2013-01-10 20:23:09)

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Hmm........................

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