I Watched Some Of The Old Godzilla Movies There Not How I Remember part 2

(P.s. if you have not read first part……. go do that.)

After what happened I couldn’t sleep. I thought what if someone found it, I thought. I ran outside to my trash can and took the DVDs out the trash can and ran back to my house. For a second I just stared at them and thought how could this happen. Now whenever I was around them they gave Of a feeling of dread. I put the CDs on the counter and ran to grab my hammer. I came back and was prepared to smash them into peace’s, when I heard a voice saying stop. I stoped but then was shot with uncertainty. I put down the hammer.

I realized that the voice was coming from my living room. I looked at my TV and there was a fuzzy out line of a face.
Me: “H-hello?” I asked nervously in shock.
Voice: “You can’t destroy them!”
Me: “W-why?” I asked with uncertainty.
Voice: “If you do Jacob he will be able to come in The the real world!”
Me: “Who are you, A-and how do you know my name?”
Voice: “Jacob I know lots of things. Things you couldn’t even begin to comprehend.”
Me: “A-and who’s he?”
Voice: “The spirit that haunts the CDs!”
Me: “Well if I can’t destroy them what am supposed to do? Just let then sit there!”
Thoughts were running through my head and I was just spewing them out.
Voice: “If you leave them there the spirit will try to drive you towards destroying the CDs.”
Me: “Well what AM I supposed to do?”
Voice: “You have to watch them all, then he should leave you alone.”
Me: “Realy that’s all? That doesn’t sound too hard.”
Voice: “Do not under estimate his power!” The voice uproared at me.
Me: “Okay got it!”

I began too think about the task at hand and remembered that I had destroyed my laptop and that I do not have a DVD player and needed one to do this. Iran and grabbed my wallet and I had 40 bucks. I ran out the door towards my car but came walking back. “Crap keys, keys, keys!” I said vigorously. I drove to my local Walmart and came back home with a DVD player in hand. But my home did not feel like a home at all, it felt more like a death trap waiting to spring.

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Why I quit my webcam show

My name is Kyle, I do cam shows online, well I did. It was maybe a month ago, normally when I do a show it’s long and drawn out but tonight was different, tonight my parents were coming over to my boyfriends house. When I was finishing up one night a new guy got on. Most of the attendants were always there while some would stay before leaving but this guy was new (after he left I checked his account and saw how new it was). The guy paid for a private show but instead of me stripping and pleasuring myself he started to type. “So Kyle how old are you?” I’m I recently turned nineteen and was uncomfortable to tell him that I was 18, people have told me that I have the body of a 16 year old, the man started to type again “You look young are you an adult?” I turned off my cam for a second, I’m not gonna talk I thought to myself, the man typed again, “if your young, then I’m all for it, I won’t tell.” Instead of saying 18 I typed out “16”. The man replied with a smile emoji. The next 10 minutes were normal, I turned on my webcam, I walked in and stripped and then pleasured myself with “toys”. Before I got off the man asked me “What’s your number?” I was suspicious but gave it to him anyways.
When my family came by I was dressed nice and proper, dress shirt with dress pants and black gym shoes. My boyfriend gave a tour of the house to my mom while I talked to my brother and father about football and other things. Eventually my mother went to my recording room. “What’s this?” She asked, she asked that for every room that didn’t have a clear purpose. “It’s my office.” I said, I should have said it’s Adams office because I don’t work. “Why do you need an office?” My mother chuckled, “that’s technically the computer room since I have my stuff there.” My mother nodded, she was obviously unamused.
During dinner I kept getting texts, it was that man from earlier. “Whose that?” My mom asked, “it’s a friend.” The man typed weird things,
Man: so your 16?
Me: yeah, please don’t tell!
Man: I won’t! I don’t wanna get in trouble
Me: good!
Man: Nudes?
Me: no
The man stopped responding, “So Kyle What do you do in your spare time?” My father asked. The question I didn’t want to answer, “I uhhh, I look for work and sleep.” My father shook his head “no what hobbies” I dropped my fork on accident, “I uhhh well I” “you don’t have to answer.”
My brother put his fork down, “Kyle I need some fresh air, wanna join?” I nodded, he left his seat while dropping his fork. We made our way to the porch. Outside we took a seat and made small talk until he said “I know about your show.”
“How do you know?” He looked me in the eyes “because I’m gay.” I was shocked, “you always came home with girls though!” “After you came out mom and dad would ask me so I got girlfriends.” My brother looked down at the yard, “if you weren’t my brother, well things would be different.” I looked at his face but instead of a face it was static, not a static expression, his face looked like tv when you lose signal. He looked up at me, “something wrong?” He said, his face change partially, half was normal but the rest was static. I walked back into the house leaving him Inside. I got a text, then another, and then two more. Each text started with random symbols and letters followed by a small message. They were each from the man from earlier, in my phone I have him marked as WCM. I went into the bathroom, I felt like puking.
My phones ringtone went off, WCM was trying to FaceTime me, “Shit, why now?” I said, I answered trying to get in front of something blank. Instead of a face I saw static, the static continued before the call dropped. I stepped out of the bathroom, “Kyle are you ok?” My brother asked, I’m too disgusted to talk to him, “I’m going to sleep” I said, “but we just got here!” My mother said, “I’m just feeling a little nauseous.” I went upstairs, my phone still getting texts. I opened my door only to find something on my bed, my boyfriends laptop laid open on the bed, I went to close it when I heard muffled screams, muffled screams coming from the computer. I looked at the screen, it was dim so I pushed the brightness key. The screen had a spreadsheet titled “New buyer” Names I didn’t recognize but then came the worst part. Kyle, James, Adam, John and Mary. My families name was on there, Adam couldn’t have made this because his name was on it. I moved the window only to see it.
My brothers face in the window, it was moving. I heard footsteps approach my room, in the doorway stood my brother, but his face was all static again. Heard a loud noise coming from the computer. Without any notice the computer exploded, the blast was large, large enough that it threw me on my feet. The blast knocked me out, I was out for about 20 minutes, when I regained consciousness I saw the computer, the screen was fine, the computer was fine and working. I looked at the window only to see static were the window with my brothers face was.
After my parents left, I deleted my web show. I told my boyfriend to get rid of his laptop, when he asked why I told him everything. He suggested that I get a new number. It’s been a month and like I said I’m 19 now. I’m lucky that I went to bed that night, who knows what my brother would have done to my family.

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I’m a 19 year old man trying to become a hockey player. Well I was trying to, after an injury, my doctor said I shouldn’t play anymore. Now I ref youth games. It doesn’t pay much but I live with my partner. My partner James also works at the sports complex but cleans, his boss is a kind old man who is up for volunteers. After a heated youth game, I went up to the boss (John) and asked if I could volunteer tonight. Like always he said yes, like I said this 60-ish year old man loved volunteers, not because he didn’t have to pay but because as he says, “you get a new view on life”. After awhile, James came in for work. We got to work like usual, we cleaned up the stands, the parents with their kids always left things behind, sometime they were hats or clothing, but most of the times it was food or alcohol. James and I finished the first rink, the complex had three rinks in it, the first two were public but the last was a private one for guests holding parties. James and I made our way into the second rink, it was much cleaner but still had some garbage. We started to clean, James would accident hit the glass and cause the whole thing to shutter and make loud noises. James did this three times, I jumped out of fear each time. “How about we switch places!” I told James, James and I chuckled before moving.
A bad smell started to emit from a vent, “Do you smell that?” James asked, “Yeah” I said, the smell was almost one of meat, meat and sweat. James moved over to a large vent behind the stands, “need a light?” I asked handing him my phone.” He grabbed my phone, the light covered the black void behind the vent. What is that?” James said, “what is it, let me see.” I pushed past James towards the vent, in the very back was something, that something was almost light blue, “What the hell?” James said, the darkness mixed with the blue caused me to not make out any details. “I’ll have John call a technician.” James said, I could tell he was scared, he told me that he doesn’t get scared much but when he does it’s in serious conditions. James and I left, we decided that we’ll do a quick clean of the private rink and then tell John.
The weird thing is that the private rink has no way to see inside. The other rinks have windows to see inside, this one though had a board with times and names of people who had reserved the rink. James went to open the door, he struggled with it, “it shouldn’t be locked!” James was getting frustrated. Eventually I moved him to the side and grabbed the door handle. The door swung open, the air was heavy, I felt a pressure on my chest, this normally happened when I knew something bad. In front of us was another wall, the wall had pictures of kids in hockey gear, they smiled and crowded around a trophy. “I remember this” I said, James chuckled to himself, “I thought you were crazy when we got together.” James never understood sports, when he met me, he said he liked how kind I was. After looking at all the photos, I went to the door. I grabbed the handle but jumped away. “What the hell?!” I said, the handle was freezing, I looked down at my hand, a blue line covered the middle of my hand. “How the hell?” James said, James went to open the door too but met the same result of a cold handle and a blue hand.
I moved into the lobby, I walked behind the main desk into the backroom. In the backroom was a large box, it was filled to the top with hockey gear. I dug around box until I found a Glove big enough. I walked back to James, he was sitting with his phone to his ear, “Come on!” James looked up at me. “I can’t reach John or the technician.” I went to open the door, this time the cold didn’t affect me, I could still feel it. The inside was dark, the lights were off. The room was colder than the others. James searched the wall for a light before hitting it. The light blinded me, I don’t know why, I was just out in the lobby. After my eyes adjusted I saw the horror that laid in front of me. This might sound weird but the ice was covered in clothes and gear, hockey helmets and jackets was spread out on the ice. In the stands, phones, hats and other things were strewn about. The weird thing was that they were in perfect order, first shoes, then pants and shirts and sometimes hats. I noticed right away that there was another large vent, but this one was open halfway. James made some weird noises before exiting the rink. I was alone in the quiet rink filled with clothes. I grabbed my phone and switched on the light. This vent connected to the other vent, but the other room was far, it was big, I reached into the vent to see what the blue thing I saw earlier was. After getting on all fours and making my way into the vent, I found what I was looking for. The blue “Thing” was a person, a teen holding onto a phone. The phone went on, a text flashed onto the screen.
The text on the phone read “From Mom” and was followed by “Jake where are you? Please come home.” I heard the door open, “Hurry up, I don’t wanna be here anymore.” James was obviously frightened by what we saw. I started to exit the vent but stopped because of a noise I heard, a noise that almost sounded like claws, I shined my flashlight,
In front of me was something I can’t explain. In front of were eyes but not two eyes, loads of eyes were in front of me. I was too scared and backed up faster. When I got out James was waiting for me, “What’s In there?” I didn’t answer, I went straight for the door, I’m not taking chances. James and I eventually got outside, “What happened Patrick, What?!” James was worried about me. “In there was a thing, that thing had dozens and dozens of eyes.” James face went from normal to disgusted. I called the cops and then John, James paced back and forth in the parking lot.
Three cop cars pulled up while being followed by an ambulance and a blacked out car. Four officers stepped out and went towards the entrance. Two people in suits walked towards James and I, “good afternoon gentlemen.” The person who talked to us was young, maybe in his late 20s he looks like he’s never seen sunlight before. The other man asked James to follow him to their car, I overheard the man tell James “we have your employer John in the car.” The man talking to me brought me over behind the rink. “I’m agent Mzanek with the FBI, What exactly happened in there.” I looked at him, he was serious, his blue eyes dug into my soul. “James and I were cleaning a-and we saw tones of clothes left all over the place, the weird thing is the clothes were pants and shirts and weird things that shouldn’t be off.” The agent got a serious look, “so you called because people left clothes?” I shook my head I was getting ready to tell him about it “well in the vent I found a body, a kids body.” I was ready to puke, the agent still had a serious look. “In the vent was also a thing a thing with dozens of eyes.” The agent patted my shoulder, “go home sir, your obviously seeing things.
James and I drove home in silence, normally we would listen to the radio but we were to disgruntled.
This all happened about a week ago, two more sets of agents came to my house and asked me about what I saw in the vents. As I type this outside of my window is a black van, every once in awhile In the middle of the night, the van will move followed by a knocking on my window. James and I have make sure to answer the door. One day we know that what we saw will come back and get us.

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I wasn’t born blind. I lost my sight when I was just over 6 years old. I can barely remember visions I’d witnessed at that age. I’ve come to a realization that I should have been so much more thankful of the gifts god had provided for myself. I took it for granted.

I became blind due to a car accident. My mother and father, being in the front seats had actually narrowly avoided their deaths. They somehow got out with only minor injuries, like scars and scrapes, some cutting extremely deep into their skin. I say minor, as they hadn’t been severely hurt or having a loss of something important. The driver in the other car passed out and was immediately sped to hospital. So was I, picked up in an ambulance. That accident happened in such a public place that everything happened so fast.

It was devastating news for my parents to have to tell me that I became blind. I found out how it happened, and when I first did I became a closed shell. I hadn’t had a legitimate conversation for over a month. Apparently, while in the car, a piece of glass from the window had impaled my eyes, causing somewhat some kind of damage to my nose. My eyes looked horrible, like they’d sunken deep into my skull along with their sockets. I overheard doctors explaining to my parents they could replace my eyes, but the power of vision was not able to work as in the accident it caused some brain damage that dysfunctions the use of my eyes. It really killed my parents to see their only child losing everything.

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Acetone

about close to a year ago I owned a bed that was almost like a bunkbed except it had a desk for the bottom bunk in a bed on top . There was a little wooden ledge on the right-hand side of the bed . it was a twin bed . I used this little wooden ledge for drinks , food etc . I am a very lazy teenager and don’t like doing things if I am not comfortable. So I’m obsessed with nails and constantly paint my nails but they never look good

. So one night I was taking off my nail polish with the remover and I left the bottle on the wooden ledge . Now something very important to the story , I rarely drink water , I know I know it’s bad for me but that’s what makes this story so strange . So after I was done with my nails I watched a bit of YouTube and went to bed .

I’m not sure how long I had been awake at this time but I think this was around 4 am . My eyes were shut but I knew I was awake . Like something possessed me , I sat up extremely quick grabbed the bottle of actone and toke a gulp , I had swallowed it and realized what I’d done . I’m gagging just typing this . Mind you my eyes were closed THIS ENTIRE TIME ! when I swallowed i opened my eyes .

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I Watched Some Of The Old Godzilla Movies, There Not How I Remember Part 1

My Names Jacob. When I was little I loved the old Godzilla films, to this day I still love them and they hold a very special place in my heart. After watching the 2014 film at a friends house I thought about getting a couple of the old Godzilla films on eBay. In the morning I headed over to my computer and booted it up. I went onto eBay and tried to find some of the films that I loved as a kid.

After what felt like hours of searching of the cite I found a deal that was almost unbelievable! 4 films being Godzilla vs Gigan, Godzilla vs MechaGodzilla, Monster Zero, and the 1954 original, for only $2.00 with free shipping! After seeing this I found that my hours of searching was worth it, or at least so I thought.

They got at my house 1 week after I had bought them. They all looked brand new, as if they had been untouched. They were all on DVD, and seance I had no DVD player I grabbed them and ran over to my laptop, which has a DVD player built into it.

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