Okay, so yesterday I got busted for staying up till one am on my laptop. I was not happy.

My dad turned it off and turned the tv off, so I was just laying there in almost complete darkness *there was a little blue light from our cable box* and listening to my music with my headphones. I was the only one awake.

I had my music low enough so that I could fall asleep to it and it kept me from thinking about scary things while I was about to sleep. The bad thing about this was that I could hear if anything was happening behind me while I had my face to the back of the couch.

So I'm just laying there and over the music I could hear like a sniffing sound. I pressed the pause button and listened for a minute. And I was just laying there with my eyes open in horror.

I could hear something sniffing around my living room *which is my room as I sleep on the couch* like a fucking dog.

I don't own a dog.

My thoughts were like this "Ogod. It's the Rake. D: Don't turn your head around. Don't move or you will die."

After about five minutes of laying in the same exact position, I finally turned around and didn't see anything.

It took a while to go to sleep. I still don't know what was in my living room.

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So, today my mom went and got us a membership to the YMCA.

I'm very, very happy about that.

So, since we'll be going for the first time tomorrow and then from then on, I probably won't be on DA as much.

D: Not so happy about that


So yeah, if you don't hear from me again after tonight, please assume I either drowned at the Y or was gruesomely eaten by The Rake.

January 20th 2001
I just got something in the mail. It looks to be a piece of mail from my grandfather...
In his letter he stated something about a monster running around the woods of his house. I wrote back to him saying that he's just watched to many horror movies and is seeing things. He'd probably be seeing things without them at his age.

January 23rd 2001
Another letter came in today for me. Grandpa said that it defiantly wasn't just him. He'd heard it "howl" or "screech" at night. I wrote back telling him I'll come there next month and help him out. My door creaked open and as I looked behind me it was only my mother. I told her how much she creeped me out when she did that. What a way to start the day...

February 12th 2001
I got my things packed up and all ready to go. Grandpa's only an hour or two away from us. When we got there it was the same thing as always. A dusty ol' cabin in the middle of no where surrounded by woods. As much as his house creeped me out I had to help him. I got all my stuff out of the car and headed inside. Grandma greeted me with a hug and showed me where I'd stay for the week. It wasn't bad. A little dusty but not bad. I put my stuff on the floor for now. I went down stairs to grandma and asked where grandpa was. She told me that he was outside in the woods with his old riffle. I started to head outside but then thought I should take something with me because these woods are filled with animals. I grabbed one of grandpas pistols. I knew how to work one. I took a shooting class back a while ago. I always thought I'd need it because I wanted to be a hunter and without the skill there'd be no way of getting an animal. I walked out towards the woods and started yelling for grandpa. "Grandpa!" I yelled.... Hearing nothing back I went on looking for him. I walked up the little hill and saw him looking around. I asked him what he was looking for. He told me "Just watching for any trespassers." I giggled a bit at what he said considering he had so much land to look after. He told me "You never know what can be lurking around" He started walking more up the hill. I walked after him looking around the woods. As we went up the hill you could see a hole in the ground. "That's where he hides" I looked strangely at grandpa. "Where who hides?" He turned to me and said "The animal that I've seen." He sounded almost scared. And my grandpa's been in the army so he's hardly scared. My grandma called out from the house "Dinner time!" So we went down to the house and ate some dinner.

February 12th 2001 2:31 am
I heard a bang this morning. Turns out while grandma was going down the stairs she fell. I immediately called the ambulance. Me and grandpa stayed and my grandpas neighbor went with her. I feel sorry for her that we couldn't be there.

February 13th 2001
Nothing out of the ordinary though the night. Although there were some strange shadows on my wall last night. I made grandpa breakfast since grandma wasn't there to make it. He thanked me for the meal and then went back outside. I finished up mine and did the dishes and everything. I grabbed the pistol I took yesterday again and headed outside. I told grandpa I was behind him and he nodded his head. We went back up to the hole we were at. When I got up there grandpa was throwing firecrackers in there as if trying to provoke it. I stayed to the side just to make sure no rabid raccoon or something was going to jump out at me. After every pop or bang there was smoke that came out. It was around 12 pm when we went back down and I made us some lunch. Then something Screeched out of the woods as if it was dying. It really scared me because it was nothing I've ever heard before. I grabbed the gun off the table and went to the back door screen. I saw something scamper away on the ground but It was too fast to tell what it was. I walked back into the kitchen and put the gun back on the table and sat down. Grandpa then said "That's the thing I've been hearing." I looked at him but he was looking down eating his sandwich like nothing happened. "I didn't see it that much" I told him. "Maybe it was a raccoon." He shrugged it off and shook his head. I really was scared that we might be dealing with something unknown.

February 13th 2001 2:00 am
I cannot get to sleep tonight. Even grandpa is up with his riffle. That... thing out there just keeps screeching. I've been hearing some deer yell like their dying.... That THING out there is KILLING them... God... Their crys for help before they die are horrific. And when their crys are done it's followed by that things call. It sounds like it calls out in victory like it's won something very important... I looked out my window... and to my surprise that thing was staring at me when I did. I froze.... It's eyes locked on me. Mine on it. It had horrible black eyes. Long blade like fingers. And it was very low to the ground. It crawled on all fours like an animal. There was almost black blood stained on the "skin" of this... this... creature. It looked like it just crawled out of a horror movie. It then broke the daze and turned and ran up the hill. And of course I knew where it was heading... The hole. That was the creatures den. No wonder Grandpa was throwing those firecrackers down it. He was going to try to kill it. That's what I wanted to do. I then fell asleep at 2:35 am.

February 14th 2001
I woke up late today. Grandpa was downstairs watching TV. He didn't say anything because he knew we were both up at an early time. "Grandpa did you stay awake all night?" I asked him curiously. This is what he told me "I stayed up because of that thing. I didn't want him to get into this house and take you or me during the night. So I kept my rifle at my side and stayed in this spot. And a while before you rose I turned on the TV." "Thank you" I told him. I gave him a hug and made myself something to eat.

February 15th 2001
I'm really scared. Grandpa's gone outside looking for that thing. I have the pistol in my hand shaking as I'm in the corner of my room behind my bed. I'm hearing gunshots from grandpas riffle. Then there was silence... followed by the scream of my grandpa. I was too scared to move... More silence... Then I heard some low growling in the house. You could hear scratches on the wooden floor. It slowly creeped on the floor. Then the nails were scratching up the stairs as it made horrific moans as it came closer upstairs... It's crawling towards my room. I silently got up and walked over to the door. Luckly I closed it before hand. It now started clawing at my door. After every scratch at my door was a deep moan. It finally broke through my door and made another moan. I held my hand out with the gun. It looked at me for a quick second....  I shot my pistol... The creature dropped to the ground half of it's body out in the hallway. I shot a couple more times at it in the head and heart. I didn't want that thing to be alive. It took my grandpa and... I hear someone in the house... I went downstairs silently. I looked around to see grandpa. His clothes all dirty and his legs a bit bloody. I asked him if he was ok. He said "I'm fine" I gave him a big hug and ran to get the first aid kit and patched him up. I then showed him the dead body of this creature. It defiantly looked weird. We didn't take pictures because we didn't want to remember this experience even if we had to. We threw the creature out in it's hole. Then my grandpa took some dynamite and threw it in the hole. After the bang the hole collapsed. I was glad that we didn't have to deal with anymore of these. But just then.... More screeches of that creature arose... I couldn't believe it... there were more of them out there... just what we needed...

*sonido de telefono*
max:hola?

mak:max! eres tu?

max:quien mas iba hacer amigo

mak:menos mal necesito que vengas a aqui!

maxara que quieres que vaya? estas muy lejos y casi no tengo tiempo ami-

usui:ahi esta el desgraciado!!!!

mak:toma esto mal nacido!!! *disparos*

max:mak!? que fue eso?!

mak:max,trae refuerzos tambien

max:refuerzos?

mak:a nuestros amigos! trae a quien sea! necesitamos refuerzos urgente!

max:necesitan? con quien estas?

usui:cuidado!!!!

mak:aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

*se cae el telefono*

max:mak estas ahi?!

???:sus especies estan codenadas....

mak:debe aver otra forma de solucionarlo!

???:si...morir...

usui:callate!!!

*se corta la llamada*

max:mak! estas ahi?! mak! mak!.




esto es un adelanto de dialogo de un comic que pense para usui...sera un historia asi como la conoci mas o menos
espero que la disfruten! ^^

HOLLY!!!!!
IT'S HAPPEND AGAIN!!
ok so my BFF Amber is spending the night this weekend and we were watching Creepypasta stuff and all of a sudden..she wants to watch the Rake video......i here the woman say the time was 6:26 again......
i looked at my Ipod clock and the time was 6:26 again!!!!!
I'M SOOO SHOCKED!!!!
i'm not joking with you guys! no joke!
i didn't mean for this to happen 2 times in a row! i'm flipping out man!!!!!!
if this happens a 3rd time that means it's happening for a reason!!!!!
tell you guys if it happens again but.........please don't think i'm lieing coz i'm not! i'm freaking out!!!!! Me and her are SHAKING right now!!!!
Amber is really twitchy! but.........i think i made it worse...
......thanks for reading
                       -SonamyFangirl6637

I'm just now watching youtube and all of a sudden i stumble apon a video about a news report on the Rake. The wonam started talking and she said what time it was! she said the time was 6:26!
i looked at the time on my Ipod........and you won't beileve what time it was......
it was 6:26.......
this is scaring me and i love it
you don't know how much i'm freacking out right now!!!!! i'm so amazed!!!! no joke!
I'm not joking with you guys!
has something like that ever happend to you?
if so, i wanna here your story
Thanks for reading!!!
                   -SonamyFangirl6637

REAL HOLY D: [link]

Okay. So recently I discovered that some people could submit a blank piece of work with nothing but a half assed sketched that didn't even look like they attempted anything onto DA and could get more favs then something some other people spent hours on, doing there best to make it the best they can, pouring there time into it and get only a few to no comments or favs. I mean like "WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!?!" To make this more personal, people who watch me draw on iscribble think im a great artist considering the fact that i use a god damn MOUSE, but I denied it because I'm not very popular on here, but you know what, FUCK you guys. If someone who is DA famous looks past my art and doesn't fav it or comment or follow me, well then, FUCK them. They are just missing out. I love all my watchers, but lately i feel like everything I make is being mostly ignored, so guess what, fuck your self with a rake and tell DA Famous people to go fuck them selves with a rake. IM YOUNG, IM 16 STILL, I HAVE TIME TO IMPROVE AND BE BETTER THEN YOU!! and when that happens you know what I will still say "Fuck.yourself.with.a.rake"

Im in my bed, about sleep, then my curtains make a weird noise, I turn on my black-light and for a split-second. I saw a skinny old man with bright eyes croutched like a dog and he had long fingers...

... I think there is somthing standing behind me... my curtains are moving again...

Jacob turns the wheel, hes about to go camping at a forest, yet many people went their and has been missing. the 3 of them get out of the car and get everything out of the boot. Carl looks out having a good view of the of the entrance of the forest. Samuel takes the bags out and smells the air. they lock the car and step into the forest. they move around looking for a good place to camp. Carl fought he saw a man naked crawl into the bushes with long arms, he thinks to himself probably just a kangaroo and keeps moving. they soon find a place to rest. the next mourning Samuel is missing neither Jacob nor Carl knows where he is. they wait 3 more days yet he still hasn't return. eventually they went to an argument. Carl says that they should look for him and camp each night, but Jacob says to stay and wait for him. eventually Carl won the argument, the 2 of them pack up their tents, bags and boxes with materials. they keep searching until night came. they set the camp up again both feel like they're being watched. the sun falls and the moon rises the set up the camp fire. they look inside Samuel's bag and finds a book, they look inside it only find 3 or 4 pages with a drawing of a man thing with long arms and glowing eyes, and 1 page with writing that says "i hop in bed i know i'm being watched, he crawled through the window and came up to me and said i am the rake a demon that kills those who i choose to hunger." after reading they hop into the tents, later that night they hear noises in the bushes. the get out and yell out Samuel's name. they find a naked man man eating something. it turns around revealing bright glowing eyes, they see it eating Samuel in front of it. the 2 of them run to the tent Carl tries to turn on the phone but its out of batteries. they dive in to the tent however the mans long arm grabs Jacob pulls him towards it. Carl listens to the horrible screams of Jacob as well as watching blood squirt on the tent. Carl is filled with fear he hides under the blanket and hopes the sun will rise, he stays there for a couple of hours. eventually he got up and ran for help. however not very far from him the horrible ,man still follows and chases after Carl. he closes his eyes and thinks about the lifetime of him as pictures of himself start to flicker in his mind. eventually the thing jumps on Carl and starts to bring down its long arms down onto Carl's head.