Everyone has their own story to live in life, sometimes it has a meaning others it doesn't. all that really matters in life is that you did your best and tried to fulfill your hearts content, might not always achieve what you set out for actually , you wont always achieve but the point of the matter is that you tried, set right your wrongs in life and hold those dearest the best you can nobody's perfect. You can close your eyes to things you don’t want to see, but you can’t close your heart to things you don’t want to feel. the little things in life that make us smile are the things we should cherish the most. if you do this you might find the one person you can say : " i wish i could get you to feel whats inside my heart so that you could see the light you bring into my life each passing day" , thanks for listening

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A few years ago, a mother and father decided they needed a break, so they wanted to head out for a night on the town. They called their most trusted babysitter. When the babysitter arrived, the two children were already fast asleep in bed. So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the children. Later that night, the babysitter got bored and went to watch TV, but she couldn't watch it downstairs because they did not have cable downstairs (the parents didn't want children watching too much garbage). So, she called them and asked them if she could watch cable in the parent's room. Of course, the parents said it was Okay, but the babysitter had one final request... she asked if she could cover up the clown statue in the corner of the bedroom with a blanket or cloth because it freaked her out. The phone line was silent for a moment, and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time said, "Take the children and get out of the house... we will call the police. We do not have a clown statue."The babysitter walks towards the clown statue all dreary eyed , carefully inching toward it and disobeying the parents order to get out cause she let curiostiy get to her. The babysitter gets to the statue and feels its face .... it felt as if it was warm but it had a dreary dead feeling to the skins texture like playdoh after you leave it out in the sun and let it slowly dry she felt around till she came to the neck and it had a steady pulse ....her eyes opened wide and she turned to the children, "get out of the room now " . The children turn to run but the door closes and before they can get to it, the babysitter looks back and the clown was gone , the room gets quiet as the wind outside calms and nothing but the ticking of the clock can be heard in the dead silence.T he dead silence was then wrecked by the clowns evil laughture that sounded like a demonic roar to the mere human ear, the babysitter was now freaked and goes to cover the children when she realizes that the children were now turned into clowns as well and they were each holding knives, the lights flicker and the babysitter can be heard screaming for the next three houses over .... the parents come back to find the kids sitting happily on the couch watching tv but the babysitter was hanging from the ceiling by the neck just inside the door and the mom and dad both scream as the door closes behind them and the kids turn to clowns. (sweet dreams) =P

A young teenage girl lived at home with her mother, father and her much loved pet dog.

Being 16 years old her parents decided that she was now old enough to be left alone without a minder while they went out for the evening. Although there was some concern about leaving a young girl in a house all by herself, they knew she was sensible and would behave. And besides, she did have the pet Alsatian dog to look after her and keep her company.

The parents left for the night, leaving Emergency phone numbers and supplies for the night. The girl was thrilled to be spending her first night alone in her parents house and mainly watched TV until 11.00 rolled round.

Deciding she was tired she moved upstairs to her comfy bedroom to retire for the night. Her trusty Alsatian dog following her all the time.

After being asleep for a short time she awoke to a dripping noise coming from the bathroom. Not afraid, but curious as to what the noise was she lowered her hand down beside her bed to gain a little comfort from the Alsatian. She felt the warmth of his soft tongue as he licked her hand, showing her that he was O.K and that everything would be alright. Feeling assured she drifted off to sleep once more.

Waking once again to the sounds of the dripping tap, or whatever it was, in the bathroom she instinctively dropped her hand down to pet her dog. Once again her dog offered up the loyal companionship that only a much trusted and loved pet can, and licked her hand and she once again fell asleep.

For the last time she woke up again, that annoying noise was still going, she reached for her dog but found he wasn't there. Wondering where her parents were at this time of night (it was about 3.30am by this time) and looking for her dog she walked out into the bathroom.

A horrifying sight met her, the dog had been mutilated and was creating the dripping noise, as blood slowly fell and pooled on the floor below. Screaming she ran back through the house and attempted to call the police. The phone was dead, and she turned to suddenly see her parents also mutilated behind her. Her screams could be heard as she looked down at a note written in blood, it read:
"Humans Can Lick Too My Beautiful".

She then runs madly for the stairs only to see a black figure waiting with open arms to catch her.

A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. Especially no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed. The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to. This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn't make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red.

At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, "Did you look through the keyhole?" The man told her that he had and she said, "Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red."


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