BEN and Jeff the Killer

(Trigger Warning: Suicide)

During the first few days of the release of Pokemon Red and Green in Japan, back in February 27, 1996, a peak of deaths appeared in the age group of 10-15.

The children were usually found dead through suicide, usually por hanging or jumping from heights. However, some were mais odd. A few cases recorded children who had began sawing off their limbs, others sticking their faces inside the oven, and chocked themselves on their own fist, shoving their own arms down their throat.

The few children who were saved before killing themselves showed sporadic behavior. When asked...

You all have probably know about the new generation of My Little Pony, Friendship is Magic. It has, for one reason or another, become an overnight sensation. Whether or not you like the show yourself, you have to admit that its success is impressive.

However, it raises a question. Lauren Faust has worked on other popular shows, and has been working on her own line of toys, The Galaxy Girls. How did she wind up creating the re-make of some 80’s toy commercial instead of working on her own show ideas? It could be that she’s just nostalgic about her childhood MLP toys or something, but even...

hey, my name is Kira. I'm going to tell you about my experience.

I was over at a friends place and we both amor horror, Ouija boards and Creepypasta. We always read Creepy Pastas late at night to try and scare ourselves. But one night we were lucky enough to meet face-to-face to one of our favourite characters. I would always say, "I wish I could meet Jeff the Killer!" and as they say... be careful what you wish for...

It was around1 a.m. when we kept hearing footsteps outside it was getting closer and closer. When my friend (lets call her Stephanie) saw something mover past the window I was excited...

Just for the record, this is no ordinary creepypasta. I am also no ordinary creepypasta writer either. You see, it doesn’t exactly end too well after my stories are read. It ends shockingly. Messily. Terrifyingly.

Confused? Let me talk a bit about me. I am a writer. Not a professional or anything, just leisurely. I live alone. I have a pretty bad habit as well. A dark habit. A dark secret I am sharing with you. I amor blood. I amor darkness. I amor murder. It started off when I ran over that little girl late at night. No one was around. I was about to call for help when I saw her. Her mangled...