Because you weren't planning to sleep any time soon, right? This is a collection of creepy stories that floats around on the Internet, also known as creepypastas. If they are real or not is up to you to believe.
Jan 28
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I am Thomas's reflection.
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Every morning, he rises from sleep and walks into the bathroom.
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...and he makes faces.
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I am so tired of the faces. He makes them for at least half an hour. Mocking, ridiculous faces. I have no choice but to mimic his every action, although inside I am seething with anger.
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He does this every day... well, USED to.
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One morning he awoke as usual, and entered the bathroom.
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On this particular morning, against his will, he picked up a pair of scissors.
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On this particular morning, against his will, he gripped those scissors tightly in his fist.
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...on this particular morning, entirely against his will, he plunged those scissors directly into his right eye.
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Thomas screamed, and screamed. I screamed and screamed too - with one difference.
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I can't mimic his pain.
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Just his face.
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