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That I am lucky for having a brain where all the chemicals flow properly to their destinations like undammed rivers. My parents constantly try to explain to me how sick he is. I hate it when my brother Charlie has to go away. 'I hate it when my brother Charlie has to go away' by horrorinpureform I overhead one tech say "yup, it's human." Human? What's human? "Ma'am, where is the material you removed from the walls already? This isn't wallpaper you were removing." 2. We notified the police who naturally sent out the crime scene team. Sure enough each name was for a missing person with dates to match. Curiosity got the best of me one night when I Googled one of the names and discovered the person was actually a missing person, the missing date matching the date under the wallpaper! The next day, I made a list of all the names and dates.

I don't know about you but I kinda make a game of peeling, on the hunt for the longest piece before it rips.Under a corner section of paper in every room is a person’s name and a date. The best feeling is getting a long peel, similar to your skin when you're peeling from a sunburn. The previous owner papered EVERY wall and CEILING! Removing it is brutal, but oddly satisfying.

He's in charge of the "new" construction – converting the kitchen in to the master bedroom for instance, while I'm on wallpaper removal duty.

We bought an old house, my boyfriend and I. If you're looking forward to a night of sleeplessness, read on. In our quest for the bizarre and the twisted, we stumbled upon a scary short stories subreddit on Reddit and we knew that we had to share it with our readers.