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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 1:08 pm
In the heart of Washington, there's a house that used to be owned by a family of five. Nobody really knows what happened to them. their neighbors at the time say that there were no signs of weirdness or fear in the family. The common testimony is that one day there was nothing wrong. The night that followed, there were very loud noises coming from the house, and although people in the arer came to investigate what was keeping them up, the windows were blocked by millions of post-it notes, and the windows would not break. The following day, the house was empty.
Nobody has lived in that house since. But people have gone inside. In every bedroom, there is a mirror facing the corner of the room. If you turn it around, it won't show your reflection. The area you'll be standing in will be empty. They say that on the rare occasion, you'll see the person who used to sleep in that room, mutilated and bandaged from head to toe. If you turn around with your eyes open... All they know is that you don't exist afterwards.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 3:19 pm
wow that sounds REALLY cool! are you going to make it any longer? thats what i usually do.
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Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 7:14 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 12:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 4:26 pm
流れる時の中瞬く 刹那的煌きを この世の記憶に刻むため 歩き続ける Believer
Niice. cool A momentary sparkle twinkles within the flowing time I’m a Believer who can keep walking so to engrave into this world’s memories
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Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 6:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 12:14 am
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 3:09 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2007 4:00 am
I don't know why, but the post-it notes scare me the most. O.o;
... It just strikes me as creepy.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2007 9:25 pm
Guy, I live in Washington.
Thanks for making me a bit scared of my neighbors. D: <3
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 8:37 am
I don't get it. Why would the neighbors try to enter the house through the windows when there is a door? rolleyes And you said that there were five mirrors not just one and you can't change your mind. cool
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 12:56 am
oh god eek I live in Washington! gonk
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 10:14 am
Name of this place please. I'd like to check it out. whee Oh, and is it in washington state or D.C ?
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2007 5:08 pm
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2007 5:16 am
crazy quantum I don't get it. Why would the neighbors try to enter the house through the windows when there is a door? rolleyes And you said that there were five mirrors not just one and you can't change your mind. cool [Never Say Forever..]
rolleyes Lookit, the underlined bits are the important bits. If it's a family of fve, it's assumed there are five bedrooms (though I'm thinking, mother and father normally sleep in the same room, yes? Hmm... spare bedroom maybe?). And if there's one in each bedroom, then that would add up to five. Wouldn't it?
[..'Cause Forever's A Lie] Caffeine Burnout In the heart of Washington, there's a house that used to be owned by a family of five. Nobody really knows what happened to them. their neighbors at the time say that there were no signs of weirdness or fear in the family. The common testimony is that one day there was nothing wrong. The night that followed, there were very loud noises coming from the house, and although people in the arer came to investigate what was keeping them up, the windows were blocked by millions of post-it notes, and the windows would not break. The following day, the house was empty. Nobody has lived in that house since. But people have gone inside. In every bedroom, there is a mirror facing the corner of the room. If you turn it around, it won't show your reflection. The area you'll be standing in will be empty. They say that on the rare occasion, you'll see the person who used to sleep in that room, mutilated and bandaged from head to toe. If you turn around with your eyes open... All they know is that you don't exist afterwards.
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