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Strikeout8
#17497165Sunday, December 06, 2009 4:53 PM GMT

On a sunday of June, the sun was shining. Just like a yellow baloon, floating in the sky. There was a family that had just moved in two monthes ago. They had a fish named Kasal. The fish was an anglefish. The treated him with much care. The two boys always fed him in the morning and at night. The food was from a pond, called Yusatiop. It was the same pond were they got the fish from. They didn't know what the food was called and didn't know anything about it. They just knew the fish liked it. On that sunday, they took him to a fish department. They saw that the fish's eye was turning green. When they got there, they showed it to the owner. "I have never seen anything like this," The owner said. The family didn't know what to do. So they looked online. They typed in everything they could describe it with. They found nothing but fish websites. The next day, the two boys awoke. They checked on the fish. Both eyes were green now. It started to tap on the glass. Then it blowed bubbles. Then it started to go crazy. It started to bleed. Then it got skinnier and skinnier. It's eyes started to turn yellow. The tank started to crack. The fish floated to the top. It died. The tank cracked some more. Then the tank broke. Water went everywhere. Then all the glass in the house broke. The T.V. went static. The computer started to smoke. The family got out of the house. They called 911 but there phone had no connection. And to that day, you will need to check your fish for Kasuli Yusatiop (Well, they called it that anyways). THE END.
sleinfer
#17499263Sunday, December 06, 2009 5:40 PM GMT

That may be the most rediculous thing I've ever heard.
Grakul
#17508732Sunday, December 06, 2009 8:29 PM GMT

If you want creepypasta then I have something better. --- There is an inn at a small town in southeast Germany. If you go there after nightfall, sit down at the counter with an empty chair next to you. Order two drinks, one for you and one for "the Baron". The bartender will fill two glasses without questions, and place one before you and one before the empty chair. In the next moment, a large man dressed in old military clothes will sit down beside you and start sipping from the drink. He will not speak to you, unless you ask him "So sir, what's new from the front line?" Then he will tell you what will happen in the world on this day, forty years into the future. When finished, he will empty his drink and leave. But recently, there has been a change to his behaviour. Ever since 1977, instead of answering the question the Baron has just given a cold, cruel laugh.
314d3
#17509574Sunday, December 06, 2009 8:44 PM GMT

If that becomes a book, then the horribleness of tv will start going to books...
snowdapple
#17515006Sunday, December 06, 2009 10:26 PM GMT

You are SO right the ones who DONT have storys

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