HI!!!!

*waiting for that one spongebob story to be voted best answer*

A beautiful 8 jaar old girl, Izzy, got this adorable china doll for her birthday. She called her Sam. One dag Izzy was playing with her doll until her mom called her for bed. Izzy put the doll in the basement and went up to bed.

In the middle of the night she heard weird noises. Then she heard "China doll, china doll in the basement, china doll, china doll on the stairs, china doll, china doll in your parents room, now they're dead." Izzy fell back into a troubled sleep.

In the morning she raced to her parents room and they were dead. She cried as her brother planned the funeral. Izzy did not play with Sam that day. She went up to bed early and fell asleep.

In the middle of the night she heard chanting again. China doll, china doll in the basement, china doll, china doll on the stairs, china doll, china doll in your parents room, china doll, china doll in your brothers room now he's dead." Izzy shivered and fell into another troubling sleep.

In the morning she went to her brothers room, he was dead. She spent the dag in her room and wouldn't come out. Night fell again and she went to sleep.

She heard the chanting again. "China doll, china doll in the basement, china doll, china doll on the stairs, china doll, china doll in your parents room, china doll, china doll in your brothers room, china doll, china doll in your room." She gazed up to see the doll. "Now you're...dead!"

The police found her the volgende dag with no sign of the murderer. All they heard was chuckling in the distance. The chuckle of a brown haired, brown eyed china doll, on the hunt for her volgende victims.

Here is a fun story that I just love!

... So one dag I was bored.
And I wanted to make a background for my new youtube account. And I wanted some diagonal stripes on it. So I thought, hey, diagonal stripes should be easy to find! I'll just type this into google images! No big deal, right?
... WRONG.
I was up until TWO IN THE MORNING looking for some freaking diagonal stripes and I was so frustrated that I was seriously crying my eyes out because I couldn't find any good stripes! And then while I was in the middle of my tear-fear pity party, my mom wakes up and yells at me for crying over stripes, so then I had to go to bed and I had a dream about it! It was awful! So then I woke up the volgende morning and the first thing I did was look for the stripes and I found some right off the bat and did the craziest happy dance ever.
And u may be wondering why I was still looking for stripes even after I spent all that time failing at it instead of giving up. It's simple, really, very clear! Like muziek drifting through the air! Invisible but everywhere!
... I REALLY WANTED SONE FUCKING DIAGONAL STRIPES, OKAY?!
And when I really want something, no matter what, I don't stop until I get it.

True. Freaking. Story.

Here's a story from the movie "Open Season"

Once there was a magical elf who lived in a regenboog tree/ He lived downstairs from a flatulent dwarf who constantly had to pee/ One dag the elf could take no more/ so he went to bang on the rude dwarf's door/ and what do u know, they suddenly both were marrrrried.

A couple was attacked door a lamp monster.

HI HERE MINE *im going to go live under water*

*Clears throat*

One day, I was walking through the local park.
It was a nice day, and there were alot of people outside.
I happened to walk past a couple of college students having a party.
I thought nothing at first, but then the voices told me, "LOOK! That student is partying hard!"
I took another look, and then I realized, that one of them was indeed, partying hard.
So, I obviously did what I needed to do.
I went into the park's tool shed and got a rope.
Then, I sneaked up behind the student when he was alone, and wrapped the rope around his neck.
Then I slowly choked him to death.
Of course he struggled, but I was patient.
Then, I chopped him into pieces and used him as vis bait when I went fishing the volgende day.

Once upon a time there was a story so short that the end.

a story

Once upon a time, there was a ceiling fan. He was named CF. CF hated being a ceiling fan. He was jealous of all the floor fans, because they could oscilate, and he couldn't. They say, that if u listen really hard to your own ceiling fan, u can hear its cries, because CF's pain is so strong that it affects all ceiling fans across the world.

EVERYONE DIEDED.
THE END.

Once upon a time the end.

Once upon a time, the story ended.

If you're with your boyfriend/girlfriend, u get a phone call saying "What are u doing with my son/daughter?". u tell your bf/gf "How did your dad get my number?" and they say "But my dad is link!"

THEN WHO WAS PHONE?