No One Listens To Me - An Original Creepypasta

I keep thinking about taking up writing Creepypastas and I was yet to take the leap.  Earlier you may have seen my real life ghost hunting experience stories.  They were true, but sitting and writing just got my mind back to the idea of creating short creep stories.  I can't sleep, it's now 4:41am and I have just pulled this short story out of my grey matter.  Don't judge it too harshly.

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Kathy Jones, diary entry 2/4/17

I know a lot of people say they have a problem when speaking up in conversation but I have that problem really bad.  I do talk but not that much, because I know that when I do speak people either ignore me or just talk over me.  I tend to be much more of a listener really.  It didn't used to be this bad when I was a bit younger but I think I have just become more quiet and less assertive over time.  Even though I am silent most of the time and people tend to overlook me, I am quite a sociable person and do get out and about a lot.  I go out with family and friends in town and on nights out, but even they don't always pay attention to me.  It really gets to me sometimes but I have just come to accept that I am not really a loud or assertive person.  I just have a wall flower thing about me.

I am, however, really pissed off about something that happened last night with my brother, Dale.  We went out for a meal with the family for my birthday and, as always, they weren't really that excited about it, we've been doing it every year for the last five or so years and it's always as dull as they seem to find me.  And, as always, they didn't really speak to me and didn't really listen when I had anything to say.  Other family members get proper parties for their birthdays, so I just know I'm not a favorite.  I swear I'm going to just throw my own party one year and make something interesting of it for once.  After the meal my brother and cousin were on about going out for a drink in town so I decided to tag along with them.

While we were out my brother and I both saw this guy.  He was so cute and was looking over at me.  I was feeling a bit more gutsy than normal so I decided I was going to go talk to him.  I told Dale I was going to chat with him but he didn't seem to get the message that I wanted to chat him up.  Maybe he thought I couldn't or shouldn't be going over alone to talk to a guy I didn't know.  Whatever the reason, he came over with me.  But then the curse of being me struck again and once again, I found Dale talking over me and even saying things I had just said, but when I said it no one was interested, when he said it, it was fascinating.  

I am so mad at him for stealing my attempted thunder and even more pissed off today to find out that when we lost sight of each other in the bar and I went home with my cousin, the cute guy had gone home with Dale.

I was so sure it was me he was eyeing in the bar but I guess I could have been wrong, maybe he was looking at Dale the whole time.  Still, Dale didn't have to come over and be like that, he didn't give me a chance to find out if Mr. Cutey was interested in me.  He just barged in and took over the conversation.  Taking the guy home for the night when I had told him I was going to chat with him and that I thought he was giving me the eye.  Just a shitty thing to do really.  I'm seriously going to flip at him when I see him, when he crawls out of bed.  Not fucking happy, worst birthday ever.

Dale Jones, diary entry 02/04/17

We went out for my sisters normal boring birthday meal last night.  I keep saying we shouldn't even bother, they all just sit about looking bored as hell.  I just about got through it but was so fed up I needed to get out for a bit.  I told Mike and he agreed so we went out and I only went and pulled this super hot guy.  Back to mine for the night.  He's really sweet, fast start I know but sparks were flying.  Gunna go out with him again this weekend.  I really needed something good to happen to cheer me up after this crappy week.  Even this morning I got up and felt like there was just this heavy vibe in the air, it just made me feel really crappy, and then my favorite Star Wars mug smashed on the kitchen floor.  Must have not put it on the side properly or something, I just heard it go.  Gutted.  Anyway, gunna try and go for good vibes from now on and next year I might tell the parents to just stop with this shitty meal routine, just because Kathy isn't here anymore doesn't mean we have to remember her birthday in such a miserable way.  Next year I'm gunna throw her a kick ass party.  I miss you little sis.

Written by Violet De'Kay AKA Holy Creep Sauce

Spooky Thursday with Haunted Britannia - 21 grams

This post is something I have shared before but it defiantly deserves to be brought back up for spooky Thursday.

I'm not going to say anything about this as the video here explains everything you need to know.  It's a heavy subject so let's make it light on the reading.  As light as the soul perhaps.

Is the soul a real and measurable thing?  Does it really weigh 21 grams?

Spooky Thursday with Haunted Britannia - How does the Ouija board work?

So as promised last week it's time to talk about theories on how the Ouija board works.  This one is going to be short and really is more of a 'what do you think?' kind of deal.  So the main options are:

It's a ghost moving the glass/planchette.

It's the spirit making the people move to their will.

It's the people moving it on purpose.

It's the people moving it without realising.

The first three don't really need any further explaining but that last one is talked about a lot as to where the information is coming from.  If you ask something and the board gives a right reply then is it just you moving it subconsciously to what you want it to say even though you don't think you are?  Sometimes the answer is correct and you think you don't know the answer so it could not have been you that moved it, but is that always true?  Is it that you do know this information or is it in your head somewhere at the back and it again comes forward subconsciously?  Or, links in with point two, did you genuinely not know and the spirit is putting the information in your mind so you will pass it on through the board?

These questions don't stop at just the board.  They also apply to dowsing, automatic writing and table tipping to name just a few.

I am very on the fence with all this.  I do see that some people force it and cheat results which is totally pointless and defeats the object of what you are doing.  But do I believe that it is just human subconsciousness or actual spirit?  I can't decide. 

So which theory do you go with or do you have one of your own?  

Botfly

Botfly larvae are the things of nightmares.  The human Botfly (Dermatobia Hominis) female will capture a mosquito and attach her eggs to it's body and let it go.  Once the mosquito lands on a human (and some other primates) the eggs will enter at he point of the mosquito bite to incubate for 8 weeks in the subcutaneous layers of the skin. It will fall out and develop for a further week in the ground.

This species is native to the Americas from Southeastern Mexico (beginning in central Veracruz) to northern Argentina, Chile, and Uruguay. The adult fly is quite large and resembles a bumblebee.

Here is a video of Botfly larvae removals.  Be warned, it's cringe inducing.  also if you suffer from Trypophobia it might trigger that too.

Don't Move

Time for a short horror movie me thinks.  The kind of thing you can watch before going to bed tonight to give you some good old fashioned nightmares.

Don't Move is set in a house just after playing with an Ouija board.  I am a part time ghost hunter and have used them loads, they are not scary and do not summon demons.  However this one does summon a demon because it's a horror film.  This demon is hard of hearing and has sight problems so the people are reasonably safe if they just Don't Move and stay quiet.  The last one alive gets to live.

Give the full movie a watch here, it only 15 minutes of your life but it might haunt you forever.

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I know this site is already a very popular one but not everyone knows about it so I am going to point you in it's direction anyway.  Creepypasta is the place for the public, yep that's you out there, to write creepy fiction and have it featured for the world to read.  The site is packed full of creepy stories for a night in alone.

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