So me and my childhood friend were hanging out in our mundane routine life, on our way to school, when suddenly the sirens went off, as they do, and then I saw this really weird egg mascot thing that gave me a sword and told me to stab myself. I declined, obviously, and then later, my friend was like surrounded by Weird Neon Monsters? So I took the egg-mans word for it and stabbed myself, which worked I guess. I had a cutesy magical girl transformation and felt pretty cool. I killed all the monsters and saved her, but then the egg like said I was invited to his "academy?" so then I was teleported to this room that I woke up in, with 9 strangers in it. We were all super confused and stuff, but then the egg guy showed up and told us we need to defend the academy or we'll die. Most people didn't want to, myself as well, but then he said our loved ones might die. Well, IDK about you, but I kind of don't want my childhood best friend to die. So I decided to fight with a few others. Now This Freak who I was nice to (REGRET) named Eito keeps fucking trying to hit on me and it's really horrendous.

our neighboring tenant left her dad's ashes outside on the lawn after she moved out. we didn't find it until days later.

this happened to me LAST NIGHT,,, it was horrifying,,,,

someone else started yume-ing papyrus because they saw my art and started liking him and i was cool with it and started following them but they started hating me for liking him and everyone started saying that they were a better match for him and almost all of the posts were talking about 'you guys remember that OLD papyrus yume 🙄🙄🙄' and the mods changed my name to yume freak and I woke up so relieved,,,

i got stalked by a classmate's parents when i was 11

in 3rd or 4th grade my friends and I were on the bus about to go home. we were sitting in the back and just talking until one of my friends found this little packet on the floor. he opened it and pulled out a wet piece of plastic and we started throwing it at eachother. we were having fun until a 6th grader on the bus informed us that It was a condom we were hitting eachother with the end ok?ok