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Absurdity is truth (creepypasta story 1) by fnafgirl182, literature

Absurdity is truth (creepypasta story 1) by fnafgirl182, literature

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hi I’m fnafgirl182 I’m a YouTuber with a dream of becoming an artist
I like fnaf,undertale,bendy and the ink machine,gravity falls,yandere simulator,anime and creepypasta



I do swear sometimes (I try not to though)

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I ran straight to the super market when I heard about the nuclear strike. The government said that a deadly disease was spreading were I lived, and that the were going to eliminate anyone who had it. When I got to the store, I saw that almost all of the canned foods were gone, infact, almost everything was gone. I grabbed all of the cans I could carry, ran outside to my car, and realized it was not enough to keep me alive in my bomb shelter. Wondering what I would do, the nuclear strike being imminent, I saw a woman and two small children loading a van with food cans. They had enough to survive years, I thought. I ran too the woman and asked
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Around the bend

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Charlie, I’m detective Schultz. Do you know why you’re here today, son?” The detective gestured towards the unkempt sixteen year old boy, dressed in a loose blue sweatshirt adorning several holes and baggy jeans, his shaggy hair covering his forehead. The boy looked as if he hadn’t bathed in at least a week and the odor all but confirmed it. “Do you have any idea why I brought you in today,” the detective asked again. Charlie slouched in his chair across from his interrogator, his arms folded at his chest. He stared blankly towards the middle of the table between them. “Is that you’re question?
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So I’m going to be putting backstory/story’s of creepypastas up soon
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ladies and gentlemen please welcome generic tumblr user # 69,000