"MELANCHOLIA" Music Box |Sad, creepy song|

[@alessiia_ls]

The fact that i LOVED music boxes when i was young scares the shit out of me

[@ej-ej49]

I still do tbh. In fact, I'm trying to sleep to this song because I literally can't sleep without music boxes, my music box broke :(

[@ochakouraraka1589]

@ladynoir Same

[@ochakouraraka1589]

Btw it's my favorite ship

[@hard.to.define]

Samee 😖✌

[@elsalvadorxx5891]

Same

[@starbladesfury2195]

The creepiest part about this is how the kid got on the swing.

[@spookyloaf3014]

Fair point. It’s probably around eight feet above the ground.

[@sophie.m5169]

I mean the girl might flew up there like other people.

[@spookyloaf3014]

Other people?

[@spookyloaf3014]

Man I got the short end of the stick

[@thecreaturescorner539]

The Pyro ?

[@KSF-fc1tc]

Looks like a creepy story but with a very tragic and sad backstory...

[@christellevangel2646]

✨✨✨kzbin.info/www/bejne/m17EaJd8idOXi9k

[@DetCoAnimeFan]

*Sounds like

[@jamalalhsanee3759]

Yeah true 🌺🌻

[@inkedthedemon]

@@DetCoAnimeFan they might be talking about the picture tho

[@Rose-nv7qg]

@@inkedthedemon the picture represents the backstory ma'am.

[@jijiedamimi]

Why is this so scary but calming at the same time,,.,

[@1artsymama]

Ikr!

[@chrispantaleon2283]

The point. The feeling of sadness, despair and accepting the fate of tragedy.

[@Firesgone]

Lullaby songs are always tragic in nature

[@2Xvan-darkacademia_zZ]

Subscribe pls 🖤

[@deathreaper2604]

Because you know it will be sad ending but you also know you can't do anything about it

[@gabby_5820]

Everybody talking about how she got on the swing, a better question is.. Who made the swing

[@jameswest8280]

Slender man.

[@hjjerhamsahirul1071]

@@jameswest8280 yes

[@jameswest8280]

@@the_unalloyed I was never that lucky.

[@ieatpeople8065]

Slender man

[@jameswest8280]

@@ieatpeople8065 I wish I was slender, man.

[@motherarachne80yearsagoand35]

"Elizabeth, dear! Don't fall off the swing, please." · But the little girl didn't listen, all she did was listen to the music box. "Elizabeth?" · She wouldn't listen to her mother. "Elizabeth, are you listening?" "Oh. I'm doing it again." · The empty swing still reminded her of her daughter, yet Elizabeth still wouldn't listen. *Hi, hello. Haven't responded in a year. The picture reminded me of a story about a little girl playing on a tree from where I live.*

[@carcat8315]

Creepy. Very nice way of telling story! I like it =3

[@airiphonic]

Dang, I thought it meant Elizabeth Afton for a second ;-;

[@carcat8315]

katy's korner same, fnaf doing scary things to us

[@nicole-wq5eo]

katy's korner same-

[@rheinborhozes4711]

Omg you know them to yay! You know fnaf then to tight !?

[@miroslavhrabovsky4901]

People always says they are afraid being alone in darkness, but in reality theyre afraid they ARENT alone in darkness

[@sheildster_osc9654]

why do people turn around when they feel like they are being watched.. why don’t they look *UP* ? edit too many likes skskskksjs WAIT NO F TOO MANY LIKES AAAA proceeds to get attacked by 200+ likes

[@CoffeeJellyEnjoyer]

Why did you do this to me this late at night 👁️💧👄💧👁️

[@luciddream5055]

@@sheildster_osc9654 Because Humans don't fly ?

[@sheildster_osc9654]

@@luciddream5055 ещё

[@sheildster_osc9654]

@@luciddream5055 I swear I keep on clicking on my Russian keyboard >;( Яшертыуиопэасдфгчйклжщзхцвбнмьъю yes

[@Chris-skibidi]

Not a single soul: People on creepy music box videos: *let me tell you a story*

[@k1nd_s0ul]

yep! lol

[@2Xvan-darkacademia_zZ]

Subscribe pls 🖤🖤

[@Ozzy622]

That wasn't funny.

[@Chris-skibidi]

@@Ozzy622 yu uh

[@AzulMOfficial]

@@Ozzy622 Lmao why do you care so much to put a comment saying that it wasn't? Like bro, you could've just scrolled if you didn't find it funny. Nobody asked.

[@jacee.w]

Atleast everyone has a missing family member. People are asking how did the child get on the swing, but has anyone asked who took the picture?

[@Gourrencos]

Maybe it's just a painting?

[@jacee.w]

Natural Despair maybe it is, unless.. it isn’t.

[@Gourrencos]

@@jacee.w it's a mystery!

[@letyvasquez2025]

Now I’m asking how the picture took the who from me. Also the photo is of the upswing, just an optical illusion.

[@rykerwaschbaer2772]

Scheiße, you're right.

[@teamawesome5153]

The creepiest part is: she's not really facing towards us or away from us...

[@zehra7755]

She's just *flat* af

[@jsxze8fhue]

Bruhhh when i READ THIS COMRNT I LOOKED BACK AT THE GIRL AND HER HEAD WAS TURBING BACK AND FORTH THE VIDEO IS PAUSED BRUH IS THIS A ILLUSION?

[@zombieloke]

she is just t̸̢̩̗̗̦͖̻͉̘̟͈̝̏̄̍̊̂̍̈́͒̆̏̇͘͠h̵̫̗̟̒̄͛͛͆̈̈́̉ḛ̸̈́͗̈́͑̑̓̀̒̄̇͐̀̈́͠r̴̝͋̏͋̏̓̋͝e̷̢̢͓̻͓̺̝̺͍̜̰̞̜̳͆̿̑̆̇̂̔̓͗̑̾̾͘̚

[@jxris7c]

STOOOPPP

[@hana3771]

I dont understand

[@ruru_nii4800]

As someone who grew up with music boxes, this is actually very pretty

[@rubakhalidalghamdi7122]

it's kind of scary though

[@reterols5442]

@@rubakhalidalghamdi7122 nope lmao

[@reterols5442]

I also grew up with music boxes There was this one that used to kinda crack? In the middle of playing like it made this noise of a human getting electrified It was personally my favorite because of this act

[@floorcat7985]

@@reterols5442 lmao

[@msmiyuki2340]

Its sounds calm with an scary aura laced

[@aadityapratap007]

The true essence of such music reveals itself when you find yourself alone in your home on a rainy night, with the electricity unexpectedly gone. Feel it.

[@Kubix_cube]

ur pp is weird bro

[@Queen_of_peace]

Wtf is ur pic

[@chasethemaster3440]

@@Queen_of_peaceit’s not a swastika it’s what inspired the swastika but it is different and in fact a holy symbol I’m kinda sick of people getting them mixed up

[@niini01]

​It's a swastika. hindu symbol of peace and prosperity​@@Queen_of_peace

[@niini01]

​hakenkreuz was inspired by swastika you dummy@@chasethemaster3440

[@asteroid-qx2qd]

This is somehow calming, it's sounds more sad than scary to me

[@frdi563]

Yeah agree with you

[@sheldonsaidali5421]

I agree

[@jacobcox4565]

Well, it's called Melancholia. Melancholy being a fancy way of saying sad and depressing.

[@bloodwings6669]

i found this searching "sad music boxes"

[@OldEnough1461]

it’s supposed to be a sad/creepy song

[@everydaygamingmemes5060]

I’m turning the backyardigans a horror movie, this is what quarantine has done to me

[@playzproductions9117]

Bruh I’m making a horror story based on the song “party rock anthem”. I don’t know how, but I made it up

[@playzproductions9117]

Moral Relativism yeah sure!

[@everydaygamingmemes5060]

Dan_the Weirdo may I read it?

[@notjudgementalsoldier5135]

YOU REMEMBER THAT SHOW?!

[@everydaygamingmemes5060]

*Judgemental* *Soldier* of course

[@theofficial_saltxdcarmel1359]

I'm going to write s story about the picture, though it may not be noticed. - *A little girl, around the age of ten. She wanted a swing set her whole life. However, an actual set was too much money, due to the family being of low class with money issues. Her father, being a natural at gardening, decided to grow a tree so he could make his own swing set. He than got seeds, and years passed by as the tree was growing. The girl was now thirteen. And the tree was finally big enough for her father to make a swing. He took rope and a flat wood piece, tied them together and hung it on the tree. The little girl was thrilled. She loved it! She used it everyday. Though, nobody noticed the tree getting bigger. Soon, it was a whole foot bigger. The little girl had to start climbing the tree, though her parents thought it was because she just wanted to, not paying attention to the tree itself. One night, she was playing on the swing. Her mother yelled for her to get inside for dinner. The girl yelled back. She couldn't jump off the swing without injuring herself... Her mother didn't believe her, now getting furious. She yelled for the girl once more. The girl decided it was either getting hurt or getting scolded. She jumped down... she screamed as she hit the ground. Her mother and father running out to the sight, mortified at the sight of their daughter who would no longer be with them. Soon after she was buried, her parents were so mad at themselves... and each other. They did nothing but argue anymore. However... they did agree on one thing... They kept the swing so the memory of their daughter would never be forgotten. They still see their daughter out there... swinging happily, humming the melody you hear right now. Though... the melody gets darker as the tree starts dying... 12 years later, the tree is gone. But... the swing still lies on the ground today, and people who visit there always recall the now scary melody and see shadows of the girl.* The end.

[@allohammed9222]

Bro this is hella good i also write scary stories of my own in the app wit

[@AaronSaltzer]

I think there’s a scene from The Secret Garden that reveals someone died from falling off a swing.

[@STOPANIMALTESTING]

Cool

[@reliable_51]

Bro amazing

[@hamnakhalid4569]

Best 🌟

[@KillerClean]

To be honest, this music makes me feel at ease rather than being scary

[@davidstroud185]

Everyone else: I'm a psychopath. Me: how the hell that child get on the swing.

[@trainedkirbylife]

they helped her...

[@ieashuchan9751]

@@trainedkirbylife oh myyyy...

[@trainedkirbylife]

@@ieashuchan9751 is this surprise cause it was ment to be creepy

[@ieashuchan9751]

@@trainedkirbylife don't talk about that... I'm alone now.... I'm scared...

[@oceanneko9483]

That child it looks like me with my friends , darkness

[@enricoariansyah2305]

everyone : HOW THE HELL DID SHE GET UP THERE??? me : *creative mode*

[@aishagul2177]

Ooooooh thats how she did ................am i stupid or this is just a joke

[@littleevanescence8094]

*HAPPY INK SANS NOISES*

[@1taps366]

😂😂😂

[@1taps366]

😂😂😂lol

[@torao.d.ngontol5626]

Wtf XD

[@randomhuman9400]

This isn't creepy.. It's a wonderful masterpiece..

[@emmisjee]

Thank you.

[@exticgrape7830]

Same

[@savjlunarose4557]

It’s beautiful

[@kitty-by8zh]

The scream scared me🛌🏼😔 yep when i think there's a monster i cover myself in the bed😏😲

[@jimlarsen8115]

Okay…😓

[@Mrbutters03]

It's been 8 years and I'm still listening to this music

[@k1nd_s0ul]

same!! i love reading people stories in the comments

[@kamarulaman5518]

​@@k1nd_s0ulJuly be like SCHOOLBOY RUNAWAYYYYYY

[@k1nd_s0ul]

@@kamarulaman5518 omgg

[@obi-wankenobi8095]

This child learned how to reach the high ground already. She will do great things. . .

[@hutao6296]

....

[@user-pz4bt1xv5h]

But its impossible to get up the swing that high without anyone's help..

[@hutao6296]

Hail Hydra I did-

[@user-pz4bt1xv5h]

@Hail Hydra ;-;

[@samreenkstar6344]

Like killing people and stuff ryt

[@zafinahmed8834]

this song actually makes me feel like someone is hugging me in darkness and telling me not worry cause everything is perfectly fine and I'm not alone. It’s like I'm being loved by someone whom I can't see but gives me the peace in mind.

[@christellevangel2646]

kzbin.info/www/bejne/l4HEn2pugN6mf5I 🎶 from the melancholia family

[@kuhaku639]

God

[@mrcipher8101]

For me It's the opposite. Hopelessness, helplessness, never ending nightmare, no escape. It gives me a bad feeling. It's kinda depressing and every time I listen to this I get PTSD. I still wanna listen to it though

[@shreyasdaali6976]

Woww

[@shreyasdaali6976]

J

[@brokenmemories1128]

Call me a pshycopath, but I find this calming and peaceful

[@SheetGhostWithBones]

A lot of people do

[@piececook8015]

I find it calming and peaceful

[@raynaldo529]

Yep and im a psycho, so..

[@GhostyUser]

I feel the same thing ! Despite that I am a fearful and superstitious person, this music is beautiful and peaceful.

[@gettingslaffy1150]

Dont steal

[@epicman7422]

In a secluded corner of an old, forgotten playground, there was a rusty, creaky swing set that stood untouched for decades. Children in the nearby village whispered about the swing, believing it to be cursed. Legends spoke of a little girl who had disappeared mysteriously many years ago, never to be seen again. One gloomy afternoon, a curious young girl named Lily ventured to the abandoned playground, unaware of its dark history. Drawn to the rusted swing set, she couldn't resist the allure of the solitary swing that swayed in the wind as if beckoning her to join. With innocent excitement, Lily climbed onto the swing, and as she did, a sudden gust of wind seemed to trap her in a spectral embrace. The world around her blurred, and she found herself in a mysterious realm beyond time and space. In this ethereal place, the swing set was transformed into an eerie, otherworldly contraption. Lily felt a chilling realization-the swing was not an ordinary plaything. She was trapped within its grasp, stuck in an endless loop of motion. No matter how hard Lily tried to get off the swing, she remained tethered to it. Day and night blurred into one continuous cycle. Seasons changed, and the years passed, yet she remained the same little girl, forever bound to the swing. Over time, the playground fell into further disrepair, overtaken by nature's grasp. But the swing set remained untouched, existing in a surreal limbo between the world of the living and the afterlife. The locals spoke of the swing's eerie sway on windless days, as if the lost little girl's spirit was still there, eternally trapped. Throughout the years, Lily became a ghostly figure, known only through the haunting tales whispered among the village children. Parents would tell their little ones never to venture near the cursed swing set, for fear of suffering a similar fate. Yet, amid the darkness of her plight, Lily discovered a glimmer of hope-the occasional glimpse of kind-hearted souls who visited the abandoned playground, leaving flowers or toys in memory of the lost girl. Their acts of compassion brought a fleeting sense of warmth to Lily's spectral existence. In her eternal solitude, Lily found solace in watching the laughter and play of the living children, grateful for the moments they spent in the realm she could no longer partake in. And so, the swing swayed for eternity, a haunting reminder of the little girl who once vanished without a trace, and the compassion that still lingered in the hearts of the living. In that forgotten corner of the world, Lily's spirit became forever intertwined with the lonely swing, an eternal guardian of the playground's secrets, forever yearning for a moment of release from her spectral confinement.

[@asimpforfictionalcharacters-]

This made me feel bad (for Lily) but it's a very good story 👍

[@leonoe46]

This is amazing mate.

[@julo_ghost]

🥱

[@Kateiscutetoo2]

That's so good bro good job.. applause to you..

[@Chocolate_19]

When you play Rock, paper, scissors with your reflection in the mirror and you suddenly win.

[@eee12356]

Woah

[@eee12356]

At first I laughed, but then I realised what you were trying to say. 🤣🤣🤣

[@boomika6820]

Then I got a new friend

[@saitama6204]

Well that's the story of why I left and didn't come back

[@hiimpeyton671]

I thought this was a joke about your reflection choosing something you didn’t, but then it hit me… .-.

[@Pajamas-lv9uu]

Me: Alone at 3:00am Also me: (Hears music) me: “Probably my friends playing a prank on me.” “Wait.” *”I have no friends..”*

[@ДмитрийФедоров-ю7я]

Then who is it ... ? 🤔😮

[@GrugFan]

Дмитрий Федоров me

[@stoneyamoody4657]

wow

[@stoneyamoody4657]

scary 😍

[@joey3216]

HAHAHHAHAHA same ;-;

[@dondugursoy1884]

I wonder if I am the only person here that loves this kind of music because it’s relaxing

[@leftymartinez4634]

Agree

[@k0ko_2o2o-o4e]

i respect your ear but im so creeped out but still listening to this 😅😅

[@mimi-gz1vl]

@@k0ko_2o2o-o4e no need to creeped out just relax and just listen then it will not creepy anymore😊

[@richardguanzon7663]

It's scary but I'm mostly fine with it

[@az6604]

damn ur a different breed huh.

[@RobloxElixir]

In the small town of Hollow Creek, whispers circulated about the eerie house on Elm Street. Legend had it that a ghostly child haunted its halls. One stormy night, young Tommy dared to venture inside. As he explored, creaking floorboards echoed, and the air grew colder. Suddenly, a child's laughter echoed through the darkness. Frozen with fear, Tommy felt a small hand grip his shoulder. Whirling around, he glimpsed a pale face with hollow eyes and a haunting voice whispered, "Play with me forever." The house absorbed Tommy's terrified screams, leaving only an empty shell of the boy who dared to enter. As word spread of Tommy's disappearance, the townsfolk avoided Elm Street, fearing the malevolent spirit within. Yet, curiosity lingered in the hearts of some. A week later, Sarah, Tommy's best friend, determined to unravel the mystery, entered the forsaken house. The air thickened, shadows danced, and an eerie melody played in the distance. Sarah discovered a dusty playroom, abandoned toys scattered about. Suddenly, the room filled with ghostly giggles, and the toys moved on their own. As she tried to flee, a spectral figure emerged-the ghostly child, eyes pleading for companionship. Sarah felt an otherworldly force pulling her closer, realizing she too would become part of the haunted tale that echoed through Hollow Creek. Part 2 at 20 likes

[@Toddy_ALl]

Where is part 2?

[@pablomoreira5420]

Quiero parte 2 YA!!

[@gautham_bhandari]

All is talking about how girl got up there But me: is she really a girl or a doll

[@MARS-yg1oj]

She’s a goblin

[@VolPANICKX]

HOW DO YOU KNOW ITS A SHE? IT COULD BE A BOY WITH LONG HAIR AND LIKES SKIRTS! Or the demon under your bed'

[@skhafijurrahaman9204]

Irongirl

[@just_callmesix]

Thats even scarier! HOW DID THE "DOLL" GET UP THERE?

[@gorenyan2103]

@@skhafijurrahaman9204 or it might only be some piece of meat stacked up from the butcher next door

[@minaikimoe42069]

Everyone: how did she get up there? Me: *I DONT KNOW, MAYBE THAT TREE OVER THERE?*

[@okami2389]

Omg, *EXACTLY!*

[@xDrDragonYTx]

Ok, but do you think a little girl would have climbed a tree like that?

[@cosmicnightcore685]

Slenderman helped 👁👄👁

[@ieatpeople8065]

But... How she going to get down without breaking her legs

[@alexanderklein4118]

@@xDrDragonYTx i remember my sister used to love climbing trees at school when she was 6, there's lots of plants and nature in our school

[@LeviAckerman-vy4xn]

Here's a story while you read: A few years ago, a mother and father decided they needed a break, so they wanted to head out for a night on the town. They called their most trusted babysitter. When the babysitter arrived, the two children were already fast asleep in bed. So the babysitter just got to sit around and make sure everything was okay with the children. Later that night, the babysitter got bored and went to watch TV, but she couldn’t watch it downstairs because they did not have cable downstairs (the parents didn’t want children watching too much garbage). So, she called them and asked them if she could watch cable in the parent’s room. Of course, the parents said it was ok, but the babysitter had one final request… she asked if she could cover up the angel statue outside the bedroom window with a blanket or cloth, at the very least close the blinds, because it made her nervous. The phone line was silent for a moment, and the father who was talking to the babysitter at the time said, “Take the children and get out of the house… we will call the police. We do not have an angel statue.” The police found all three of the house occupants dead within three minutes of the call. No angel statue was ever found. Here's another one: Nina is 12 years old, she lived with her Dad, currently 35 years old, a baker in a local bakery which he owned. Nina's Mom rarely came home, and spent most of her time abroad. Every year he would bring a small letter box cake home to daughter for her birthday. Nina loved eating cakes, and her Dad enjoyed watching her eat them. Nina spend most of her time indoors in her room while her Dad was at work from 9am to 8pm. Every now and then, since she was 10 she'd feel like she was watched, and sometimes she would see hand prints on the first floor windows. She told her Dad on several occasions of these encounters, and he installed cameras and an electric fence system. Since then, Nina no longer felt like being watched. The night before her 13th birthday Nina asked her Dad whether her Mom would be joining them this year. He smiled and replied 'hopefully'. This year Nina asked to go to the bakery herself to pick out her birthday cake, to which he smiled and told her that she would only interrupt the workers there, and best just tell him what she'd like. Nina agreed and told him she wanted a strawberry cake. He smiled and nodded. On the day of her birthday, Nina was home alone while her Dad went to work. She did her usual activities, doing her homework and playing with her toys. The lights suddenly went out. Nina was surprised but kept calm and decided to hide under her cover until the lights came back on. Moments passed, before Nina again felt like being watched, it was the same feeling as before. She curled into fetal position. She felt scared but remembered her Dad told her to keep the front door locked, unsure of whether it was locked she mustered the remaining courage she had left and proceeded downstairs to check. she arrived at the bottom of the stairs facing the front door. The front door was opened. Fearing for her life she ran out the door in tears, hoping to find help. She decided to run to her Dad's work place, which was only about 15 minutes away. She arrived outside the bakery that she had not seen in years. The lights were out and the place looked like it needed renovation. She went inside and saw table and chair pieces scattered all over the floor. The shelves were empty, the place was a mess, and no one to be seen. She checked the kitchen, it was empty. She went to the back office where her dad would usually work on the accounts. As she walked in she saw a flickering yellow light. It was a lid candle on the desk in the back of the room. No doubt her Dad was here not long ago. Next to the candle was her Dad's tablet. She turned on the tablet hoping to find hints as to where he went. The tablet displayed nothing. Just a static screen. She noticed an open book next to the candle, which upon closer inspection was a diary, probably containing the finance details. She read the diary. March 14 2009 - The store is doing badly, sales dropping by almost half, Jennite won't be happy about this. April 2 2009 - Unless I do something, I will lose everything. Looks like this business has to go down. How am I going to tell this to my Family. April 8 2009 - Jennie suggested we have a break in our marriage, she said she would go back to her parents and take Nina with her. She said she didn't want Nina to suffer because of my failure. Of course I refused, I can still fix this. May 1 2009 - Jennie filed for divorce, she is taking custody of Nina. What should I do. Everything I had. May 20 2009 - Jennie decided to Stay and work with me at the bakery, I knew she had faith in me. I won't let her down. June 1 2009 - Nina is at home straight after school. She spent her time in her bedroom again as usual. Don't worry Jennie I will make sure she grows up to be as good a woman as you. June 7 2009 - Nina just left for school at 7:30, she is wearing her favorite outfit. Adorable. June 20 2009 - less than a month before Nina's birthday, sadly you can't join us this year Jennie. I told Nina you went abroad. Nina is turning 13, turning into you. You and her are so similar. I miss you June 29 2009 - Nina seems to have noticed me. I installed cameras. I guess that is good for me as well, I can now look after her from afar. I thought I was looking at you through those cameras. I miss you. Soon we can see each other again, just need some time. July 17 2009 - Tomorrow is Nina's birthday. A year closer to seeing you. She asked if you could come along this year, of course I kept silent. She'd be surprise if she saw you at the store. And that was the end of the diary. Nina trembled in fear realizing what she read and was surprised to know her mom was at the store. As she looked around she noticed locks of hair sticking out of the desk drawer. She reached her hand over to pull out the drawer to see what was inside, but before she could, a familiar hand grabbed her arm, and she heard a familiar voice. " Nina, don't go messing around. Don't disturb mommy in her drawer. "

[@FloofBalls]

Levi Ackerman I've heard the 2nd one

[@wrenthdavis5174]

I've heard the first story somewhere before, except i heard it as a clown statue.

[@cottoncandy-pn4jy]

Levi Ackerman h-hello captain didn't expect you to be here. Nice story/stories

[@gorinrevalandro6083]

Levi Ackerman was this happened before the titans attack human world??

[@StockStilly]

Gosh danged Weeping angels

[@flowerkonachi-uwu]

It gives me nostalgia for a reason!

[@vilefates]

damn y'all still commenting under this after 3 year

[@RyanCreep]

She simply sat down on it.

[@FloofBalls]

Ryan Creep How?! She is SO small on the picture, or is it just me that she is just far away from us xD

[@StockStilly]

Slenderman

[@Didibeachbum]

She is a ghost so she flew there

[@featheryfemme]

GTA V super jump cheat code.

[@michelle9182]

Idk why but imagine this little boy who plays this little music box which belonged to his dead mother. His mother used to play the music box when the boy was a infant. The child had gotten sick and kept playing the music box, as days passed the child's health had gotten worse to the point where he couldn't play the music box. His father helped him the play the music box and the child was slowly dying. As he's dying he sees his dead mother waiting for him... and he looks at his dad and smiles at him and closes his eyes..happily reunited with his mother

[@bethanygarcia3437]

Mish Perez ummmm THATS nice???

[@izu3356]

Aww! That’s so sad! Nice creativity tho! I’d feel super bad for the dad. I do that a lot too-think of little stories that go with the song. For me, I thought of a little girl who every day of her life saw this person standing in the corner of her room while she slept. It started out as a baby, but as years passed, the figure grew. The eighth year this happened, the girl finally snapped and yelled “WHO ARE YOU?!” The figure smiled and said “your sister” eight years before their mother had a miscarriage. She was watching her dead sister grow up. This went on for the rest of her life...She was stuck living many sleepless nights while this child that was meant to be her family just stood there...watching her...(wow I got one screwed up imagination for a 13 year old lol)

[@brokenmemories1128]

@@izu3356 My imagination is more screwed of than yours and I'm a year younger than you. There's death and blood in every corner of it. My mind is messed up and I need help but I refuse to get it XD

[@izu3356]

Broken Memories no worries dude I get it Lol I’m used to thinking all fucked up...even if someone’s worse than me I won’t get the help XD

[@thered4dr]

I actually feel more pain for the dad, losing his wife and then his child ...

[@walker.3267]

Me: ,,Showing my mom this song,, She: ,,"Sings" along with it,, Me: *I got born in the right family*

[@christindowning9767]

SO DAMN LUCKY

[@naaperuneekuendhuku822]

😂👏

[@constanzarios3735]

@@christindowning9767 yes

[@simplyxbisexual2593]

WHYYYYYYYY MY GOD WHYYYYYYYYYY MY FAMILY AINT LIKE DIS

[@travelingthecosmos]

But there’s no lyrics so how would she sing it?

[@ObsessiveCelestial]

The warmth of my mother’s embrace is comforting. It makes my insides feel soft and tender. Her gentle arms, holding me tightly as she’s curled over the back of me like I’m something precious to her… Oh, mother… if only you hadn’t lied to me. *Maybe you wouldn’t have joined those who wander the shadows of my dreams…*

[@Dilan-b1h]

I just wanna know what the lie Was now

[@chasethemaster3440]

@@Dilan-b1hsame lol

[@elaineeventing198]

My friend told me that when she’s alone, she hears whispers and footsteps that don’t exist.. Her mom has a busy job and only comes back at 6 pm so she always begs me to stay until her mom gets home. *Should I be concerned*

[@nataliasawicka633]

Yea you probably should

[@allzyal1895]

Ahem.. SOUNDS LIKE THE THING UNDER MY BED

[@meleco74]

Probably sound allucinations

[@Haunguyen-ix8hs]

I think you are having a nice time :))) U know what thats mean?

[@TaxlTommy]

Same thing happens to me sometimes but everyones asleep when I hear things

[@clockworkjunkie_9120]

Creepy Story: My daughter woke me around 11:50 last night. My wife and I had picked her up from her friend Sally's birthday party, brought her home, and put her to bed. My wife went into the bedroom to read while I fell asleep watching the Braves game. "Daddy," she whispered, tugging my shirt sleeve. "Guess how old I'm going to be next month." "I don't know, beauty," I said as I slipped on my glasses. "How old?" She smiled and held up four fingers. It is 7:30 now. My wife and I have been up with her for almost 8 hours. She still refuses to tell us where she got them.

[@nocturnalfear2601]

WAIT A SECOND

[@pixeltreason2968]

Wait what.

[@FloweringAngel]

I dont get it?

[@garysscaryfaeries3046]

Hannah Brenkley good thing she isnt 19!

[@josebordes3099]

LeMusicalAngel Finally get it, I think, maybe the 4 fingers that she held are from another person, so that’s why the parents are trying to figure out who are the fingers from

[@kukki2107]

All I can imagine while listening to this music is a guy smiling all the time, despite the chaos around him, he just keeps on smiling. Until one day, that peaceful and calm smile turns into something demented as the world breaks him slowly.

[@OlivierRodriguez]

Beautiful production. Happy to watch, enjoy and support.

[@LauraLemur666]

I gots a little story :) Once upon a time,there was a little girl living in a tiny house,with her family. The little house was in the woods,not so visible to the others. They had a music box which belonged to her grandma which is now dead. The mother of the family decided to give the music box to the little girl,inspiring her into creating things such as stories,poems,little songs and many more. One day,the mother told the girl to never go in the basement,however,the little girl was curious to know whats in there. She made up her plan to sneak up in there at night. She got her musicbox with her so shell be more calm. All was there was darkness,it felt like it was soul energy in there...hm maybe just my imagination..or..is it? The little girl explored more and more,till she got a little scared and decided to go back to sleep without her parents knowing that she ever even got into the basement. Later that night,she had a nightmare about the basement..how strange... She woke up in fear,all shivering in tears. She told herself "i-it was just a coincidence..after all,monsters dont exist,right..?" But little did she know someone was always watching her.. In the morning,she got outside to play. She played and played for hours not even noticing the colors fading. She was finally too tired to play and she looked around to see black and white and shades of gray..she told herself "im just too tired after what happend last night.." She got home to eat,and the rest time,she went to play in her room,with her musicbox. When it was bedtime,she was curious again,as if something or someone convinged her to want to go again in the basement..what a strange feeling... she sneaked in again,but this time..this time it was all different. It was like some sort of creature went around there and destroyed everything.. Aight bros thats it my fingers burn,part 2 soon :)) Part 2: The little girl was asking herself "what happened here..?" But she still kept investigating there. Finally she found a little racoon and she said "oh so it was you all along, little guy?" She picked up the racoon not even noticing that the racoon wasnt even breathing. She said "come on lets go, its probably not safe in here.. i just have a feeling." Turns out the racoon was dead. His stomach was split open. The little girl said "ew! I think im gonna be sick.. but who could have done this to you..?" She got out of the basement, again, with her parents not knowing that she even was in there. The little girl was a little too scared to go into the basement, but she said "ill go in there again tommorrow.. i gotta be strong." She woke up the next morning. She got outside to play again. After she was done playing, she got inside the house, to eat. When she ate, she got in her room to play the musicbox. It was so calming...a little..too calming.... She felt like an entity was in the room with her. She looked inside the closet, only to see a few red drops. When it was midnight, she got in the basement, again. That time, all she saw was blood, leading to a mysterious room. She saw an entity. The monster said "ıť§ øķæý, ı wøňť hűřť ýøű.. ı jű§ť wæňť ýøű ťø jøıň mə." The little girl said "w-what do y-y-you mean j-join you..?" The entity said "...čømə wıťh mə." The little girl got teleported in a black abyss, in a dark dark void. She said "w-where am i?!" Her eyes turned black. The entity wached as she was slowly and painfully becoming one of "them". The little girl started floating. The music box appeared in front of her. She said "w-what have you turned me into.. a-and.. why is my musicbox here?!" The entity said "čæňť ýøű §əə? İť§ æłł ťhəıř fæűłť." The little girl said "what..what do you mean by that?" The entity said "ťhəý ğævə ýøű ťhə čűř§ə, bűť ťæķə æ łøøķ æť ýøű, ýøű fıňæłłý fıť ıň! Ýøűřə pəřfəčť ňøw." The little girl said "no...NO! YOU TURNED ME INTO A MONSTER! YOU RUINED MY LIFE!" The little girl woke up on the floor in the basement. She said "i gotta get out of here..this place is cursed!" She got back in her room, crying. Part 3 soon :) Part 3: The little girl said "whats happening here?!" She got to her mom, crying and saying "mom! What happends if you DO enter the basement..?" The mother said "oh sweetie.. i think its about time we tell her.." The little girl says "wh-what do you mean..?" The dad replies "well.. we bought the house a few years ago.. and.. they told us to never go in the basement" The mother said "but we decided to go in there aswell, not knowing the things we were about to see..." the father says "and we saw a terrifying monster.. we did manage to escape and we didint want you to know so you wont be scared because were living in a cursed-like house.. were really sorry." The mother said "but you never got into the basement. Right..?" The little girl says "uhm.. no! No ofcourse not!" The mother replies "good." The little girl goes back in her room, knowing what she has to do. She says "i need to destroy this musicbox.. maybe thats whats behind it all!" She brings out a hammer that her dad dosent use anymore, and she smashes the music box. When she looked inside, there was dark blood just everywhere. She said "oh my Gosh.." the girl goes outside to get rid of the music box. For some reason.. it was.. cold... i guess its just nothing but its freezing death! Maybe not important.. She goes outside and she feels pain in her chest. She saw something. Behind the trees. She didint think too much of it and didint pay attention to the pain but it must mean something.. there it is! She saw it again! Or.. maybe.... its not an it... maybe its just... a someone.. just..... not human.. The little girl kept on going until the pain in the chest got bigger and bigger everytime she took a step. She drops on the grass. She hit her head hard on the music box. She saw all glitched darkness.. and that cold air... its getting colder! I-is she... dying..? All she saw was blood. Could it be... Part 4 soon! :D Part 4: The little girl woke up in huge pain. As i said, could it be... the main entity...? The little girl threw the music box in the lake. The lake got full of blood. The girl then ran into the woods to see who was there. There were weird-looking eyes inside treeholes, human-like figures, strange noises. She felt hard breathing behind her. She turned around only to see an ink-ish monster. The monster chased her, but as she ran further, she got too tired. She fell on the ground, she woke up in the back of the house. She quickly ran in her room. She then realised that she has been cursed. She wanted to cure the curse, but how..? She then woke up again in the dark void with the same entity as the last time. She had to make a deal, and that was for her soul, but she didint know why the entity said: "ı ňəəđ ýøűř §øűł." She was confused. But all she wanted was to cure herself. She asked "wait.. but why did it happened to me..? What did i do wrong...?" The entity refused to say a single word. But she said "no.. i cant sell my soul. Im sorry." The entity said "...WƏŁŁ ŤHƏŇ İM ĞØŇŇÆ HÆVƏ ŤØ ĐØ İŤ MݧƏŁF!" Part 5 soon :0 Part 5: The monster took the little girl by her neck. The monster stabbed her in the stomach with its terrifying claws. It took the little girls soul, the little girl was soulles, dead inside. They did not attack her anymore. She was still in there, somewhere. She could barely move anymore. She got into the basement again, so she could be cursed again. She wanted the curse back so she could meet the monster and tell it to give her soul back. That night, she slept under the bed, where it was really dark. The monster returned, but the girl couldnt speak anymore.. She was all alone, in dead coldness. How in the world is she supposed to get it back..? But the monster said.. Part 6 soon, sorry this one was so short AaAaAa :'O Sorry i havent been updating but heres part 6 :V The monster said "whæť đø ýøū wæńť ňøw!? ..øh řıģhť...ýøū čæņť §pəæķ ñø møřə." The girl recovered so now she can speak. She said "i want my soul!! What can i do to have it back..?" The monster said "mæķə ťhə mū§ıč bøx ťø wøřķ æģæıñ æñđ ťhəñ wəłł ťæłķ!" The girl told her dad to make the musicbox workable again. When she got back, she said "here! Now give it back!" The monster said "ñø čhæñçə." The little girl said "what..?" The monster dissappeared. The girl took a knife from the kitchen, and then she went to the basement, but the basement door smashed itself behind her back. She now was trapped. There was more blood, just.. everywhere... the little girl found a mysterious door. She decided to go in, but... Pls im gonna make part 7 i have no motivation but i will complete this story...EVEN. IF. IT. KILLS. ME. I promise- YOU GUYS PART 7 IS ON MY OTHER COMMENT!!!

[@slinksimardsnumberonefan]

nice

[@LauraLemur666]

@@slinksimardsnumberonefan thanks :D

[@Borboleta90]

Pls part 7

[@Borboleta90]

@@LauraLemur666 you are so creative!

[@LauraLemur666]

@@Borboleta90 aye, thanks for the support and all, i will try to update more but its a little hard cuz im somewhere else right now, but i will finish the story! :)

[@donochetti2177]

When your home alone but your listening to the footsteps upstaires

[@luv.myself.]

and its in the attic but you dont have one

[@louisedalton2659]

Omg sttoopp I just put this song and I heard foot steps... Yyooooo

[@tobycries5237]

I was watching my stairs while watching this-

[@imjusttired9524]

I heard my mom walking in a room next to mine. Wait.. I'm home alone.

[@stacy8302]

Creepy thing is after reading this my sister walked in and i was hella scared by her footsteps

[@lucasfairweather848]

Roses are red Voilits are blue When the creepy beat dropped... my pants did too.

[@MrAffeZ]

Haha! 😂

[@Bluetheinkcat]

Lucas Fairweather xD oof

[@thelukasek2860]

@@MrAffeZ I

[@vanillamochii9706]

@@thelukasek2860 can't

[@Manglethefox238]

😧😂😂😂😂😂 oof!

[@toonwachi600]

As a child, I was afraid of the dark, but now I adore it.

[@monotonemoon6284]

Call me weird, but what people think is "creepy" I find peaceful 😍

[@TheReturnOfStormheart]

BearTheCat me too!

[@MyMusiqueLive]

BearTheCat and beautiful!

[@mayamorris7185]

BearTheCat same

[@galaxygirl199]

BearTheCat don't worry, me too

[@ivanmoreno7681]

BearTheCat me too

[@Deceless]

When your at home alone and you sneeze and hear 'bless you'

[@Bickysz_x]

That's I worst nightmare

[@melodyprays7581]

A kind Ghost at least haha

[@honorary508]

At least they got manners

[@GrugFan]

oof

[@stoneyamoody4657]

scary im 8 years old i need 17 more

[@connergoessupersonic]

I remember hearing this playing in Las Vegas, at the front desk that hosted what ended up being the scariest escape room I’ve ever played. It was a fantastic experience, I loved every minute of it and I never want to do it again

[@nicolesplaylists9366]

The picture reminded me of a dream, in the dream I'm having fun going back and forth on a swing with my eyes closed, a loud wind drowning out all other sound but only a gentil breeze hitting my body. Every time I swing backwards I become drowsy with the soothing motion, and every time I swing forward I get the sudden urge to jump off in a flashy fun way. This continues for awhile until I decide to open my eyes while swinging forward, planing to jump, only to reveal a steep cliff underneath me, filling me with a deep fear. From this point every time I swing forward I become filled with the deepest fear I have ever felt, and want nothing more than to get off the swing. However every time I swing back to the edge of the cliff where I could get off, I become too tired to move and the urge to get off is completely nullified. This is followed by me thinking "will the swing break over the cliff or the ground". And then I wake up, not in a panic though, I'm always oddly calm and almost sad. Sorry this was long, but if you did read it, do you have an idea as to what it might mean?

[@ChorusDorussubscribeorpoop]

Maybe You Got A Lucid Dream?

[@TwilightEXEYT]

That’s called a lucid dream ( I think I’m not a mental doctor). Lucid dreams are where you are your own self in a realistic situation and you can move. But because your brain can’t make up places or new faces, you’ve seen the place or person before, in this case the cliff with the swing being a memory of your childhood. I’ll give an example of one of my dreams. So sit back and maybe pull out a bible or two. So in my dream I was packing up to go home because the school day was almost over. I get outside , find my little brother out my the door, “must of got out early,” I thought. We headed for our grandpa’s house because our parents wanted us to walk there with their new promotions, my dad got PACCS coordinator and my mom became the manger at Quest Aviation, so they were busy. Me and my little brother get to our grandpa’s house and gives us plenty of snacks. The three of us got home and I started doing my thing, grandpa used to computer for checking his bank account, and Mike ( my little brother) played SBBfBB. Later that night at 5:00 my neighbor came over to play, me and her were the same age but she was still older than me by a few months. We loved messing around with my family’s wild bike so we had played on that for a few minutes then went inside to play some Roblox or Minecraft. That’s when my dad wanted me to take a thing of water bottles to my mom’s car for her work. I said kk and Bri ( my neighbor) said she would help. So Bri took my iPad because we were watching a really funny kid fails vine on YT. Bri opened the door while i carried the water jugs. That’s when my iPad started to make a weird noise, the screen started to say run, and the iPad was shaking. I put down the box of water and went to check it out. That when we saw “Mike” come from behind dad’s car ( remember this is just a nightmare lol) I asked “Mike” what he was doing out here. I told Bri to go back to the house and see if my brother was in there. Bri left and that’s when this imposter of my brother tried to eat me but I quickly picked up the box of water and yeeted it at the imposter’s head. That’s when the imposter revealed his true form and turns out it was an evil fairy, fairy of cardinal, to be exact. I woke up in mah bed, confused as hell. Bri came out later that night and we play some Evil Nun 2 ( because evil nun 2 comes first then evil nun). My dad asked me if I could take up some laundry. I said yeah gimme a min boiii. Went down into my basement and saw the same friggin fairy. I didn’t care because it was trying to be my inner angel but my inner angel An-EYE told me that it was the same fairy from the freaking garage. So i ignored the fairy an it disappeared. Brought up the laundry and actually woke up from my sleep in my room that i called dibs on because I’m loner and my dad ad to help out the hospitality a small town nearby where we live. That’s my story, sorry if it was long

[@ellahaymore234]

Don’t you remember those happy voices in your mind as you sleep? Or maybe the screams you hear of terror in a nightmare. What is a nightmare? Isn’t a nightmare a small prison you’re trapped in, with no hopes of waking? Why? Because you never know you’re asleep. You forget everything, your name, your life, and who you are. The only thing to accompany you are the monsters that laugh in your mind, that taunt you, knowing everything. Your life, your happiness, everything that had been stolen away. But the scariest part of the nightmare won’t be the monsters. They aren’t scary themselves. The most fearful thing of all, is that they are yours. That you can hear them. That you dreamed of them. You dreamed of something to fear yourself, by letting your mind wander with innocence. Maybe it’s the sharp teeth and beast eyes that bring you chills in the night. Their laughing moans that cease you from a peaceful sleep. Or maybe, just maybe, the only reason why you’re scared, is because you know what those monsters are. You know the laughter all too well, because you remember doing it. You remember the taunting so well that you dreamed about it. You know the cold steel beams, because you remember touching them. And you know that scream so well, because you remember causing it. And you remember the monsters so well, because, well... You are one. ... But we’re all really monsters inside, aren’t we?

[@gerardwayseyelash]

Wh- I- Huh-

[@enclavegeneral2077]

You speek the truth all humans ate monsters bent on the suffering of others

[@-ImAb0zOxoxo.]

You actually have a good point-

[@anstry1494]

Yes. We are.

[@loveydove4621]

This reminds me of L's speech on monsters, but I like your perspectives!

[@lorianaferizi697]

Everyone be talking about how she got on the swing *How's she gonna get off tho?*

[@thakurabhaysengar1301]

Same lol

[@lunagore3976]

Because that's not a girl.... It's a spirt to tell you about ur future death.... MWWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH

[@nayeli9527]

@@lunagore3976 you ok bud?

[@Anon.279]

@@nayeli9527 she’s fine, she just like gore and all other scary stuffs like me.

[@itzvalley7190]

Jump in that lake? Nobody see it just me?oh... oh I would’ve dropped on to the ground because I might drown I’ve drowned before... :D

[@Watchman_of_doom-editz]

People's who doesn't understand: “there was a little girl was walking in the forest, then she found a swing it was very high, one of her friends asked her to swing on it, so she agreed to do it, her friends helped her get up by putting her in the shoulders, and when she finally reach to the swing. Moments later, she wanted to get off, she looked around but there was no signs of her friends she got scared so she didn't jump down. Years past, the girl passed away of serve of hunger, and people say if they walk in that forest they see her spirit swinging in the swing, laughing dark and adorablely, the real question is.....Who made the swing....?”

[@logeyperogi1805]

This gives me the feeling of standing alone in a dark room, and as I reach for a light switch, or my phone, or something to produce light, I hear “Hey” somewhere in the room We don’t fear the dark, we don’t fear being alone in the dark We fear that in that dark abyss we’ve found ourselves in, where we cannot see or find anything…we’re not alone after all

[@mamtabinwal1416]

💀really you hear 'hy

[@pinoyball2126]

No. We fear the creatures hiding in the dark...

[@adhd69362]

Hey Vsauce, Michael here

[@afterschoolmelly]

you’re so quirky and different!!!

[@perfectbruh1530]

we dont fear dark, we fear whats in it.

[@madladhunter4749]

Might as well hop on the band wagon... The moon seemed to glow brighter tonight. The pitch black sky, glossed over by the millions of stars in the glittering sky, smooth, crisp and cold air blowing against his hair. It had felt like an eternity, but night had fallen. The time had come. Luke knew the urban legends. Not a lot, of corse. He still didn’t know all of the finer details. But he knew enough. On the twenty-seventh day of June, 1977, a little girl by the name of Macy Evvens was kidnapped by a man. While the man’s identity was unknown, it was theorized that he was somebody named William Dunes. A tall, thin man with messy dark brown hair and sunken eyes. William Dunes was SUPPOSED to be locked up in a mental ward for unknown reasons, but rumors say the man was known for brutality tormenting his victims, who were all 2-15 years of age. What happened to Macy Evvens was unknown, but investigators found dried up veins, samples of flesh, an eye, a left kidney, and a crushed up small intestine. Ever sense, the field that the girl’s remains were buried in was known to be dangerous and haunted. When somebody walked by, an eerie melody would start playing. Whoever heard this would slowly loose their minds, and turn to murder and torment before ending their own life. What made things worse, was that some people have said they’ve spotted a man in the fields, with a thin, eerie smile, waving at them from afar. Nobody had dared greet him back. Luke wanted to test this place out, to see if it was all legit. As Luke approached the field, a steady, but subtle feeling of dread felt like it had began to crawl into his mind like a parasite. *...no. I can’t give up so easily! I’d be a coward...* Luke scolded himself silently and marched on through the thin, sharp grass blades. As time slowly dripped off, he finally stepped foot into the field. *Silence.* Only the crisp wind greeted him as he turned left to right, making sure it wasn’t just his paranoia that brought the deafening silence. Than he heard it. A young girl... singing? He could hear her voice echo throughout the field, as he stepped closer. Almost hypnotized. The crisp, smooth, high pitch vocalizing was calming, assuring. Within an instant, he felt his fears lay to rest. His footsteps became heavy, as he started to trudge through the darkened wasteland. The voice was so beautiful... so... pretty. He needed to hear more. He needed to get closer. Suddenly, Luke snapped out of the hypnotic trance he was held in. He fell back, twigs and frail, crumbled leaves crunched and snapped under him, somewhat breaking his fall. The singing started to turn sour. Instead of the welcoming harmony he was greeted with, it was shrill, almost screeching. He could feel his ears ring with the pain of the volume in which the voice screamed in. But slowly, it began to die down, into whimpers and cries. Luke shakily got to his feet, and looked around for a moment. No girl. Only the sobbing and whimpering of a lost soul. And than he saw it. A tall, thin figure, waving in the distance. Luke recognized what this meant, but he had a feeling this wasn’t just hallucinations or anxiety... he took a step closer. And than another. Slowly, he approached the figure so many had ran from. Soon, he was only a few feet away from the man. He heard a voice, which he guessed belonged to the man, despite it coming from no certain direction. His voice was calm and smooth, proper. “Hello there, Luke. It’s such a pleasure to finally meet you.” Luke stopped. He shivered, a look of fear spreading across his face. “How do you know my name? Who even are you? Didn’t you hear the singing-“ Luke was cut off by the man, who’d lifted his hand up. “Your questions will be answered soon enough. But as of now, I want you to guess.” “...guess what?” “Guess who I am.” Luke’s expression of fear turned to confusion and doubt. Why would he ask something as dumb as that? Of corse he knew who this man was! “You’re William Dunes. The man who had killed that girl all those years ago...” Luke felt uneasy. The feeling only worsened as the man gave a slow, uneven grin. And then he chuckled. “You are right about who I am and what I’ve done... but do you know the extent of my actions, little one?” Hearing the man call him this unsettled him even more as he stepped back. His mind raced. *RUN! Get out of here! He’s going to KILL you!* But he couldn’t run. He was frozen to the spot. The man seemed to enjoy this, as he stepped closer, his arms folded behind his back. “No? You don’t? Well, allow me to inform you.” He gave a sickening smile, as his arms unfolded. In one hand was a sharp butchers knife, stained red with dried, crimson blood and rust. In the other, was a shining clean scalpel. The voice returned as Luke jumped back, starting to walk backwards. A smooth, calm lullaby accompanied the harmonies of the girl’s singing. Luke turned around and fled, his feet making loud thumps as he ran. The melody echoed in his ears as he screamed for help. He was only subconsciously aware of the man chasing behind him at full pace, his eyes wide and his grin almost inhumanely wide. As he bolted away, his foot got caught under a tree root, and he flew to the ground. The melody was almost deafening now, as he trembled and fought to get back up. He felt a tug on his shirt, but he ripped himself away and bolted away. His breathing hardened as he started to pant, the running exhausting him more than normally. He looked up, and there he saw the end of the field. It seemed so close, yet so far out of reach. He didn’t know if he could make it. He began to think about his parents, his friends at school, his life he would miss out on... he continued to run, but he tripped again, as he fell onto the dirt. A sharp pain erupted from his nose as he slowly got up and felt a warm liquid flow from his nostril. And within a moment he was back on the ground, a pressure on his chest. He looked up to see the man, stepping on his chest. The melody seemed less like a threat now, and more as an eerie lullaby now. He was dimly aware of the girl standing behind the man. A fluffy, pastel blue dress, and thin, twisted and knotted black hair. The melody slowly, but surely, calmed him down even though he was aware of his oncoming demise. As the last notes of the melody played, the blackness enveloped his vision as he saw the man on top of him, waving. And soon, he could hear no more.

[@راشدافغانی-ل2ي]

👏👔

[@lilyavina6251]

You just made a whole movie right there! Lol 👏👏

[@butterfly_bloom6710]

Omg that will be a great movie!!!!

[@namefull_]

Everybody who reads this should have the song in the backround

[@islathefox9229]

Thank you for using paragraphs

[@lolwhat36]

Here's a story that I made up with: It was the year 1921, a family of three bought a 2 story brick house located in a forest right next to a city. The family had a mother, a father, and a young girl named "Anna". beside the house, was a tall willow tree with a swing attached to one of its branches. Every day, the young girl would play on the swing, she would always call out "Mom! Dad! Push me on this swing", Anna was a lively and happy girl. However, Anna was always bullied in school as she and her family were poor. Every day, she would come home, crying to her mother. She had a grudge against her bullies, she wanted to take revenge on them, not just revenge, but to kill them. It was Anna's birthday, her father went into the city and bought an old music box that has been around since the middle 19th century (just so you don't get confused, the 19th century is 1800). The music box was magnificent, Anna would always spend some time looking at her music box. She had always wanted to have her own music box ever since she was 4 years old, her dream came true. However, her father never stated that he stole the music box, he didn't buy the music box. He stole it from someone to give it to her daughter, which led to a fight. Anna's father took out a knife and slit the other guy's throat. He immediately realized what he had done. Without hesitating, he ran. The man bled to death before the medics could even transport him into the ambulance. When his wife heard of her husband's death, she was in despair. She and her son became homeless and eventually, they committed suicide. One night, the music box started playing. It was an eerie and sad song, they could hear some depressing messages such as "kill you" "slit throat" repeatedly throughout the song. "Anna, turn off the music box!" shouted her mother. There was no response, just silence. Her mother shouted again, but there was still no response. Suddenly, the fridge door started opening, the lights started flickering. Before she knew it, something had possessed her husband, the ones whom he killed are trying to get revenge on him. Her husband took out his kitchen knife and stabbed her wife 3 times in the face. Worse yet, she was still breathing, she said quietly "why... ar....are y...you..doing....th...is.....to...me?", she screamed, and yelled, she still wasn't dead even though she had been stabbed in the face 3 times Anna heard the screams and went down to check out what's going on. Her father gave her a huge smile, her mother said silently before bleeding to death "run....". Seeing the bloodied knife that her father was holding, she screamed and ran into her room, she locked the door. Her father broke down the door, but as the other family knew she was young and hadn't done anything, they killed her father and whispered into Anna's ears "run as fast as you can", Anna ran with a huge smile and without paying attention, she got ran over by a truck, the truck went offroad into the river, killing Anna and the truck driver. Her spirit still remains, sitting on the tree swing. She laughs, she smiles, she stalks, she sits on the tree swing, all day long. She brings her music box on the swing and plays this song all day long. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕰𝖓𝖉

[@7amoudyuwu45]

😨

[@7amoudyuwu45]

This story scarey but this story is really?

[@Sara-gh3by]

Creepy ahh

[@7amoudyuwu45]

😑

[@Sara-gh3by]

@@7amoudyuwu45 ??

[@may.editaudios6969]

This is so calming and beautiful

[@yahoo.lol-e]

!!

[@laggedgradient2408]

the more i read the comments,the more the picture gets scarier. Reasons: How did the child get on the swing? When did someone take this picture? Is this child dead?

[@JonBenetRamsey_]

kzbin.info/www/bejne/sHirmoSqqLyFY9E the photo in the background of this video is much worse ... the swing is even higher ... but it's true that we ask ourselves the question

[@chillycoldchomper9389]

To answer your questions Yes Yes ...

[@teenyfroog6851]

If she was dead wouldnt she have fallen off?

[@stinkybum3609]

It’s a drawing

[@calamity2383]

@@JonBenetRamsey_ Holy moly that swing is HIGH

[@demnangel5]

Everyone: how did she get on that swing? Me: how is that dead looking tree holding her up without breaking?

[@kelpboyss9337]

kzbin.info/www/bejne/mGqppqF7oM2HhNE .,.

[@soubhagyasharma4281]

LMAO

[@SewerRat-3000]

it just looks like a bare "weeping willow" or something similar

[@danieledge]

They are both dead

[@skyrimguard113]

Maybe shes not that heavy

[@relaxingrainfall100]

I remember when I used to always have nightmares when I was younger. I’d wake up sweating because of how scary they were. It felt that if I had stayed in that dream for a few seconds longer the creature chasing me would’ve devoured my soul and I would never wake up again... But at one point the nightmares stopped. And as strange as it sounds, I actually want to experience a nightmare again... Maybe the monsters that used to scare me know that they can’t anymore. How unfortunate.

[@itsjustfantasy1666]

*(Gasp) I love this

[@iva837]

I had the same problem, just that I still have nightmares but I got used to them I just keep on dreaming nightmares but they don't mind me no longer

[@kx6gaming]

I’ve had the exact predicament!

[@KGWSH]

Sameeee

[@stineluniverse9542]

I think my issue would be not much fazes me anymore. I might actually sleep through one

[@KidOfRocknRoll]

Gee-wiz, I remember drawing something like that years ago for art class, but I made the tree look human-esque and had a branch looming down like an arm with the ends like fingers reaching down. Hope I can find that drawing, but I doubt I will.

[@rosietorso2922]

Violets are blue Your blood is red THE WINDOW IS OPEN I AM UNDER YOUR BED Edit:please stop answering it's too much for me, but thank you for all likes and answers have a good day/night 😅

[@redactedagentdataexpunged9431]

Oh shit My window is open. *SC....*

[@alexgarica8266]

I don’t have a window:)

[@b4alpha384]

How did you fit in the window

[@p6rksodaa]

Window? It’s not open and you can’t go under my bed..

[@soba3409]

I don't have bed :)

[@coco_bean102]

The scariest part is.. She forgot to wear a jacket on a cold night

[@thebabyduck5044]

lol

[@gemini_vn1543]

She dead :>

[@user-hq6ks1lm9r]

Didn't realize a better question is does she have a house at least

[@burnt_toast6672]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[@luchko3936]

@@user-hq6ks1lm9r nope,she got trafficked

[@etps4444]

"The Willow Swing." By Emily C./E.T.P.S. ~ That old swing had been there for as long as she could remember. It had hung there, tied to that thin branch by its fraying ropes, its splintering wooden seat rotting and depressingly blowing in the wind each time there was even a hint of a breeze. She had always been told never to sit upon it. "Terrible thing, that swing is," they would say. Well, they didn't have much to fear, did they? It wasn't as if she could sit upon it - it was too high up for her to reach, anyway. She had asked once before, "What exactly is so terrible about that swing, anyway?" They had looked at one another, their weary gazes shifting about, unsure of what to say. When they did finally speak, all they told her was, ".... It is unsafe. If one sits upon it, swings to and fro.... tragedy will strike." This answer certainly intrigued her, but it wasn't quite the straight answer she was searching for. Tragedy? What kind of tragedy? The swing looked unstable, all right, but was it truly tragic? .... What a curious young soul she was. The sky was heavy with white and grey clouds. There was nary a spot of blue up above, and the air was damp and smelled of rain. The grass beneath her buckled shoes stood tall and ready, as if preparing to quench its thirst in the coming storm. The wind gently blew her dark braids, and whistled as it passed her ears. Her ruffled white dress flowed to one side in the breeze as she trudged her way towards that old tree and its swing. The trunk of the tree was tall and somewhat twisted, and its branches were high up and far from reach, farther than the swing. The willow's flowing leaves drooped low to the earth, looking like an elegant green skirt. Assessing such a tree, she wondered if it was even possible to climb it, doubting herself for a moment. It was only for a moment, though, and she assured herself that in order for the swing to be where it was, _someone_ must have climbed up there. Either that, or they had acquired a _very_ tall stepladder. That made her smile. With great effort, she found herself slowly but surely making her way up the trunk. There were certain parts that acted as checkpoints of sorts that allowed her to regain her footing before continuing upward, and because of this, it didn't take her very long to reach the branches. Pulling herself up onto one, she sat there for a moment. She chose to look down and immediately regretted the decision, realizing just how high up she was. Redirecting her gaze forward, she took a deep breath and continued on. She scooted her way along the branch, moving to her right, towards the swing. She was right above it now, and when she reached this point, she wondered, "How will I get down to it? There are no branches below me." Choosing to look down once more, albeit briefly, she leaned forward ever so slightly and made the mistake of not gripping the branch tight enough. She tumbled forward, and with a shriek of surprise she flailed her arms, reaching out for anything and everything. She closed her eyes, wondering if this was it for her.... When she felt a sudden burning against her hands. Upon opening her eyes, she found that she'd grabbed ahold of the swing's ropes. The burning sensation was her sudden grip on the rough material. Her heart still pounding in her chest, she carefully lowered herself down, until her feet touched the ever-softening wood of the seat. Kicking away any would-be splinters - how unpleasant it would be, she thought, to sit upon those - she smoothed out her skirt and sat down. Her legs dangled lightly over the swing's edge as she sat there, looking at the world all around her from this elevated angle. She held tightly to the ropes, careful not to repeat her mistake, and wondered, "Is this what birds see? How magnificent." From where she sat, she could see her house, two green hills away from there with its red bricks and billowing chimney. She could see the home of her friend, a nice white color with a picket fence and chickens in the yard. If she dared to look over her shoulder, she could see the schoolhouse, the sound of its bell faintly sounding in the wind. How wonderful it was to sit on top of the world. Snapping herself out of her thoughts, she realized something. She was sitting perfectly still. She was on a swing; why shouldn't she swing? She moved her legs forward, beginning her momentum, then suddenly moved them back, the swing following. For a time, everything seemed fine. The swings were always her favorite on the playground, and this was by far the best swing she had ever encountered. If she closed her eyes, she truly did feel like a bird taking flight. She grinned and giggled, feeling quite content, as a child should. Contentment doesn't last, though, as many of us are familiar. The wind began to pick up, quite suddenly, too, and she soon she found that she had little control over the swing. The clouds darkened from grey to black, and thunder rumbled somewhere off in the west. She felt a droplet of rain on her nose, then another on her arm, then a third, until the rain was falling quite prominently. Knowing that this wasn't at all a good time to swing, she knew she had to get down and get home.... but how would she get down? She was too high up; if she tried jumping down, she would surely injure herself. She was frantically looking around, looking for another way off and regretting her decision to come here, when the wind grew too strong. Howling all around her, it lifted her and the swing high into the air, past the branches and the leaves, past the treetop and daring to bring her near to the clouds. In the shock of this moment, she happened to let go of the ropes for a split second, and this ultimately led her to her downfall.... quite literally. She tumbled backward off of the swing, falling faster and faster towards ground. In this particular moment she wished so badly that actually was a bird, wishing that she had wings that could save her from her current situation. She hit a branch once, landing on her back and bouncing off of it as if it were nothing. Her screaming ceased after that. When she was on the ground, the storm seemed to.... just vanish. Though the skies remained cloudy, and air still smelled of rain, all was calm now. The swing fell back to its natural place, and all was as it had been before. For the most part, that is. That swing is still there today. It is even older than before, but its ropes still cling to that willow's branches with all their might. The most notable change, however, is the addition of a small girl whom sits upon the swing on considerably rainy days. Perhaps you'll encounter her, or maybe the one who came before her, or maybe the one before them. Perhaps there will be an adult there, standing beneath the old swing and gazing up at it forlornly. Asking over and over, "Why?" Perhaps.... there will be no one. Even then, however, the air will hang heavy with rain and with regret. .... It's likely best to stay away from the willow swing. ~ Hey, you!! Yeah, you!! The one reading this. Could you leave any thoughts and criticism? :O By the way, I know this was long as _hell,_ but you made it this far. I'm proud of you. :D Thank you for reading my story. ^^

[@aurafuffy6805]

Hey! This story is so underrated

[@214jacquelineL]

Woahhh

[@etps4444]

@@aurafuffy6805 Thank you!! ^^ I'll probably publish it someday, just don't know when. It will indeed be famous worldwide someday, though, along with my other work. :D By all means, go ahead. I'd love for people to be able to re-read my stories as much as they want. :)

[@ChaosJoose]

NICE you should be an author :D

[@aurafuffy6805]

@@etps4444 oki ty

[@icyjaam]

Thank you for this amazing piece, I will be using this in a short film which I would upload on KZbin. I will definitely mention you in the description box.

[@jisungsaegyo1811]

Here’s a story for whilst you listen: It all happened so fast. I don’t remember much of them, but I remember it. I remember it so vividly I wish my mind could be erased. Two years ago, I was out in the forest with my friends. It was dark. We were young and stupid, no sane person would go into the forest at 2 am in the morning just for some fun, right? Well, my friends thought it would be great, and so we trekked around the forest, just chatting. I heard something snap, not like a twig, but a Polaroid camera. I turned in all directions, but didn’t see anything. I thought that it must have been a twig then, however a sudden gust of wind blew past us. It was colder than usual, had a more eery feel when it brushed my cheeks. We came out of the clearing of the forest, however something wasn’t right. There were 7 Odis at the start, six of us now. We called my missing friend, and what we got in reply was the distant ringing of her cell phone. We approached the phone, it was hers. On the ground. Screen cracked. However, she was no where in sight. When we turned around, the light on her phone flashed, showing an image, but when we went to see what image it was, the battery died. We ran, ran to go tell the police of what happened. I heard two more snaps of the camera-like sound, and when I turned around to tell my friends to hurry, two were gone, both cell phones on the floor, lights radiating off their phones before they died. There were 4 of us left, however they kept disappearing. With every disappearance, I would hear a camera click, then they’d be gone. There was only 2 of us left. Whilst the police searched the area, my friend said she was off to go get the cellphone from the others, whilst the police worked on the forest case. I debated whether following her or not, and I decided to. I didn’t want to be left alone. When I caught up with my friend, I heard it. Again. The camera click. This time, I whipped my head out in time, and what I saw paralysed me. Some sort of twisted demon, with its teeth on my friends cheek. I felt the wind fly past too, and then the demon disappeared. The phone lit up, and this time I saw it: a picture of my friend, with the demon behind her. That was the clicking. That was the camera. Before I could say anything, I heard a click. I ran, ran as far as my legs would take me, glancing back. The strange demon creature was waving at me. I’ve not seen it since. And even too this day, I’m paralysed with fear. Because I heard the click that day. And every time there’s a click, there’s always a death. I just don’t know when it’ll be. It could be tomorrow. It could next week. It could be- **click**... Today...

[@petra9784]

wow this is beautiful you got talent

[@donutdisconnected3106]

This is an underrated story

[@greenmoviestar2090]

Wow that was amazing

[@lucijasoljak6012]

wow beautiful🤩🥰

[@anonymous5919]

This gave me chills.... nice work.

[@vestracore]

I was listening to this while I was out stargazing on my roof and I could swear the stars were out brighter than usual. It was almost like they were smiling at me. What made things cooler was that the moon was at waxing crescent, and it looked like the Cheshire Cat was grinning at me. I almost fell asleep on my roof it was so cool and calming.

[@jasonlee7135]

😱😱😱😱😱

[@mizzapple2947]

Lucky

[@Rex_HATZGANG]

A kid with her mom went to the park the kid said "mom i made a new friend!" The mom replied " there is no one else here." The mom thought it was imaginary so be kind she replied with "thats nice whats there name?" The kid in a cheerful voice said " her name is veronica! " The mothers face turned pale her sister was named veronica.... The mother said "how old are they? " The kid cheerfully said 9 The mothers sister went missing at the park 20 years ago at the age of 9.....

[@somedingusdragonborn6913]

Cool story

[@ayarammo5053]

idk what you mean?

[@aspenhart_]

@@ayarammo5053 Mother's ki found a new friends, called Veronica, her age was 9. The Mother's lost her sister, her name was Veronica and her age was 9.

[@eastgacha2958]

wow

[@Lucylondon1999]

Bruh...I've got chills! 😱😱

[@AsthaSaini-z2m]

Very peaceful sound to me 😌😌😌I always feel relax with these type of sound❤❤❤

[@brim2952]

This reminds me a lot of Fran Bow. Anyone else?

[@mikaish6858]

Yassssss

[@its_justlexie]

OMG yass

[@aestheticpalmyboo5402]

Anime Is My Life YASH

[@monicastanciu4322]

yup

[@doodlez1014]

Anime Is My Life yep yep totally

[@sapphocortez2287]

Innocence lost Dreams crushed to dust Madness was her only escape

[@anonymous5919]

Ricky Sixgun That’s saddening. I love it!

[@LostGaming111]

Looks like a Alice Madness Returns description

[@3000lies]

Gone, reduced to atoms.

[@sleepjoy8221]

ok boomer

[@nightmarefury9308]

@@3000lies wow your comment!!!!!

[@MoonieTheMenace]

i listened to this song in the middle of the night. I was about to drift to sleep until MY NOSE STARTED BLEEDING OUT OF NOWHERE.

[@pixeltreason2968]

JanaTheHusky oop

[@marlowlikesfrogs]

Ikr? Same except suddenly it was like I was in the woods, the oxygen going through my nose like it was coming straight from the trees. It also felt like I was floating

[@harbingerofhugs4963]

That happened to me too dude.

[@cyph009]

*THROWS HOLY WATER AND A BIBLE* HAVE THIS UWU

[@akrobeau]

Pixel Treason and i- oop

[@Zakiraloua]

THIS IS ACTUALLY BEAUTIFUL

[@GrilledCheeseSandwich.]

.... Is it creepy that I play spooky music when I'm alone at my house... Getting milk oh yeah...i forgot to tell u that i also get cheese alone at my house

[@xxchaotic1849]

The Insane Reaper no not milk 😵😵😵😂

[@JuggerBlitz]

YES YES YES *Y E S*

[@thenucularphantomflipiclip698]

i do too i think we have mental problems

[@nightmarefury9308]

100th like ;)

[@spotdoggy3989]

🤣

[@zenpai6133]

i swear i can see the little girl swinging!!!!

[@bennoraniszuhaira7202]

Omg me too

[@tayamincey]

Anis Zuhaira mee to oh mu god

[@georgiaderousse760]

Um no

[@tayamincey]

George Berry-Pie actually u right the I was just borad

[@shawnhutchison7959]

ZEN pai ok holy shit I can too

[@LeviAckerman-vy4xn]

What if i told you vampires are real? No, not the sexy kind. I mean the horrendous creatures that hide in the darkest reaches of a room. The kind that jump out and hiss with a screeching tone, grabbing you by the shoulder and head with their pale, wrinkly hands, Then moving their dexterous, long and bony hands around your neck, looking for the main artery leading to your brain. They don't drink blood though. They drink memories. They leech the very thoughts out of your mind, and retreat back to the black depths of the shadows. This is why there are no pictures of them. Like i said, they drink memories. With that information, Let me ask you this; Ever walked into a room and forgot why you went in?

[@FloofBalls]

Levi Ackerman Heard that one before

[@Lover_of_Lunar]

Then either I'm a vampire, or vampires hate me. I never forget when I enter a room. I simply go in and walk out. Unless there is candy.

[@rosie7640]

LEVI SEMPAI

[@ashleya.l.g4348]

Levi Ackerman how do you manage to get this kind of stories?

[@venessaap25]

Levi Ackerman short term memory bro.

[@musicdance555]

Who's here 8 years later??

[@cn8299]

The thing that really makes it for me in this piece is the squeaky noises at 2:18. It's the most haunting thing.

[@JPG611]

Is it just me or is this really calming?

[@gerardwayseyelash]

Sounds like Coralline Edit: Or Edward Scissorhands

[@polskiepanstwopodziemnie1918]

@Using 💀 for likes Yay

[@jnxwn]

its like a classical music to me

[@jnxwn]

its like a drug but music version

[@faruqueabdullah3341]

Yeah it's peaceful

[@darkemperorfinn]

This, mixed with the weird sounds I always hear under my bed, scares me.

[@darkemperorfinn]

@•Ling玲• LING?!

[@darkemperorfinn]

@•Ling玲• ikr, holy frick xD out of all places

[@romal-7895]

тебе нужен психиатр

[@red.animations]

Minecrafter like me : *Its herobrine.* This joke suck

[@darkemperorfinn]

@@Oceanisnotdeadyet you don't hear sounds under your bed?

[@ARRMN]

REALLY EPIC MUSIC FOR RELAXING

[@sadnomowe]

A girl sat alone, swinging as she hummed along to the melancholy tune of her music box. Every time the music began to fade she would get off the swing and wind it up again. Everyone asked her why but they never could get her to talk about it. She just swang and swang the music box never stopping. The people of the town knew her, but they paid her no mind. A boy, curious, went up to the little hill and hid behind the tree the girl hung the swing on. The boy waited for her to wind the box and return to her swing, at that moment he took it but stayed behind the tree. Slowly the music began to fade and the girl routinely stopped swinging and came to the little music box but it was gone. She frantically looked for it as the boy watched from atop the tree. The soft notes echoed as the tune became slower and less audible, she collapsed on her knees as the boy jumped down from the tree, music box in hand. He showed it to her. She gasped, falling with a loud thud. He looked at her and panicked. He wound up the music box and held it to her ear, hoping that it would help. After a few minutes, he let out a cry. Tears filled his eyes as he stared at the lifeless girl. The tune played and he began to feel warm. The music calmed him so he listened. The music began to fade but he didn't want it to end so he wound it up again. He smiled and put the music box and sat on the swing, gently pushing himself forward.

[@Millie-lm5ip]

How much time u took to write this

[@ha1leyzailey462]

Omg...

[@sadnomowe]

Emmie Thanks It didn’t come to me right away but in the end about an hour.

[@ouibscfdadade1245]

@@sadnomowe DO A MOVIE BRO

[@semprequevoceleroscomentar4720]

Everyone in the Comments: *$o anyways I need to be edgy and Tell some random ass Story*

[@GrugFan]

same

[@doctahlynn]

same lol XD

[@khadijazegmiri1828]

Me too

[@Js_1526]

Aaa fela

[@williamp07b56]

Same bro

[@pauldc_04]

I came up with a little short story when listening to this, so here it goes. There's this kid who lives in a small town near a giant forest and every so often it would play a tune (the music box) that would lure people in. Most people however, hated this tune and said whenever it played it horrified them. Anyways, this kid actually loved this tune since he was a baby and during recess he told his friend he would follow the tune. She said to be careful since nobody has ever returned from the forest when the tune is playing. The kid goes into the forest and follows the music. It grew just a little louder with every footstep, and with eventy footstep the kid seemed to grow farther and farther away from his home. After about 20 or 30 seconds he had travelled miles and miles into the forest, growing older as well. He was a teenager now. The song was not even halfway over until he realized that the colors started to fade. No more green or brown or sky blue, everything was shades of grey. He pushed forward, becoming an adult and realizing his clothes were torn off a while ago. He morned his childhood and how he threw it all away, all for this one magical piece. The music however, supplied him. Gave him energy to walk and function. He eventually got out of the forest and saw one lone tree, with a swing. He crept closer and his old friend was revealed to be swinging. As the song was about to finish the friend asked "Why did you throw it all away? Why couldn't you stay?" over and over and over in a haunting tone until the music box reached it's final click. The man blinked and before his eyes he saw a child, wander into the woods. He tried to stop him, but the man was unsenseable and unseeable. As he turned around, he saw a gravestone and on it, marked his own name.

[@Blwbelle]

W o w

[@stor-2199]

SHEESH man wrote a story to this tune and I think it fits the tune very well

[@pauldc_04]

@@stor-2199 thank you, I inspire to be an author one day :)

[@GeckoGacha]

Gave me the goosebumps, dang

[@pauldc_04]

@@GeckoGacha thank you

[@Scythera99]

The beauty kind of takes away from the dark and creepy.

[@diobutnotbrando8907]

You're probably like me, a gamer. Someone who loves video games and is always in their room with a console, pc, or some kind of device in their hands. But let me ask you something: what if you, yes you, are living in a game yourself? You never know, just how super Mario doesn't know his world is a game, and to him, that's reality. So, have you ever played the sims? Do you know when you tell them to do something and then just erase it? Think about that, when you walk to a room, and forget what you where about to do

[@wawa9079]

Wait so singing Despacito is an option in the sims.... BRUH

[@roxythestarfox143]

So what we are thinking is what the player is saying?

[@idontknowhowtochangemypict6353]

Karipixa Pixa *Shane Dawson has joined the chat*

[@PolishGuy]

Karipixa Pixa I don’t think so, where are the glitches? Where are the hackers?

[@idontknowhowtochangemypict6353]

SuperIsakSwahn there’s a video I saw on KZbin of a bird glitching or something

[@neondotexe6037]

Everyone’s on here like “Oh I find this relaxing Oh I mUsT bE a PsYcHoPaTh” but I am here looking around my room finding dark spots I never knew existed. But I carried on listening, idk why I just... I like it... but I hate it

[@ANDELLARIA]

Lmao🤣🤣🤣

[@Egoist____]

Yea I feel the same idk if I’m evil but I don’t wanna be I’ve been going through stress you can’t imagine I can’t even sleep so I look at god but evil things still surround me

[@neondotexe6037]

_knx_z I’m certainly evil I look like a goth witch and I live in an ancient haunted mansion in the middle of a dark forest with pet crows and a cat called death and I target teen kids who look the main characters of a book series with a dagger Na jk I’m scared of the dark even when there’s lights on bruh And I’m broke That’s the dream tho

[@wazzykid7726]

hahhahahahahahahaahahahahahahaha

[@evonsrageop546]

Go fuck it bitch

[@SubrataSarkar-us1cq]

Imagine u r listening this music in a lonely road at mid night😨😱

[@davidfalcone1827]

How about listening to this while on something

[@Ka_lovely]

Sounds peaceful xD

[@dow669]

Listening on this while trying to sleep😶

[@doll4362]

Ill be dead already

[@raynaldo529]

I did

[@miyuayase9514]

She, is just a soul, staring nor looking away. Just waiting, after 60 years, after her death, for her parents to call her out. She is just an abandoned soul, just waiting, listening to this music box every day and night.

[@sjetas5015]

This song: *Exists* Creepy gacha tubers: *iTs FrEe ReAl EsTaTe*

[@tyeriio5736]

Oml I felt this on another level

[@Ballarat_Dragon]

Lol relatable XD

[@chlobuggie]

I feel personally attacked-

[@monithebird]

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[@monithebird]

Your glitch is amazing

[@Eternalityy.]

A kid was sitting on the swing one day. He was alone, had no friends. He was a outcast, nobody liked him. He felt so left out he decided that everybody had to smile... So the next day on the playground he went up to the other kids with something behind his back. The kids laughed at him, he pulled out a knife and said “Everybody deserves a good smile right?” And stitched their mouths closed cut open a good big smile and then buttoned up their faces then said. “Finally I have friends that will never leave me right friends?”

[@tiffanybravo4068]

my geez

[@huyhoangnguyen394]

Jeez thats creepy and good

[@namishapunyani5326]

Creepy

[@MadLikeDog]

Manisch Boy slips unto another day's tomorrow ...leaving broken teeth and crooked smiles~

[@buttercxp_6422]

My-

[@tobyrogers3337]

Play this music and listen. People think creepypasta was made for, telling story's that whom made up. But if you look deep enough into it, you'll find most story are real. People wish that they could be just like him/her. But do they really know the truth about them? They are not some sexy made up fan fiction, they don't want to use their long tongue on your neck for pleasure. They use it to find your pulse, the perfect spot for sucking your drippy blood. When you're just about to think your gonna get what you want from them, they attack. Sinking their blood covered teeth into your neck, they are not taking your blood, they are taking your thoughts. Your fear, your memory. Then leave you. You'll wake up, shaking, scared. "Just a dream." You whispered. Now. Ever go in a room and forget why you went in there? ♡

[@haikowhat8419]

Yes I forget why I even go in inside a room

[@bunishrimp]

@@haikowhat8419 Same

[@brokenmemories1128]

Yes

[@pixeltreason2968]

I have precautions against creatures like those.

[@ZodiaCryptic]

Except that all Creepypastas are fake. If even one Creepypasta was real then the government will find out and will take it down and make sure there is no trace on the internet.

[@neonowlgery]

I first heard this song in a "Genshin Characters using Discord" type video. I just liked it, and, after an unsuccessful Shazam finding, I realized that the description had this in it. I have been listening to this for hours now, yet, people call this creepy? How is this creepy? It's calming!! SŐT! It even gives me pleasure to hear this song!

[@inkdemon4087]

Does anyone else feel like this music box is talking to them

[@inkdemon4087]

Or is it just me

[@inkdemon4087]

Plz positive comments only

[@moongoddess_1369]

It's not just you

[@nickboone5963]

Me.... (I'm on my dads phone I'm a girl)

[@nickboone5963]

@@inkdemon4087 Bendy?

[@nevadash]

I wish I had that life Glued tight to a swing not fearing a thing but getting out of her seat Scaring everyone away And Waiting for something

[@nevadash]

@•Ling玲• wow really? Thx :D

[@nevadash]

@MangoDonut thhhx ^w^

[@apotterheaduwu4899]

Underrated uvu

[@retanizer0705]

Some sort of a spirit (the ones where they can't move farther away from a certain place) Where they're waiting for someone/something? Sounds cool!

[@brent_captures]

This could be a poem. ❤

[@gabbss919]

All my friends: This is hella creepy! Me: Why is this so damn relaxing?

[@erasemyself.f]

Yup

[@purplesea8923]

So much relaxing

[@chloe-rf9vt]

Because you have a picture of Ayano as your profile picture :)

[@fiassummerbreeze]

Ikr

[@hello_humans5603]

It’s so calming and it makes you want to just stare in front of you for some weird reason and let your mind ignore everything around you ;-;

[@BriRichmond-ui7hn]

Darkly beautiful 🌹🌹🌹💙💙💙💙

[@christindowning9767]

Everyone: How the hell did she get up there?! Someone else: How is she gonna get down tho? Me: Its pretty obvious how she got up there and how she's gonna get down. One word. Slenderman.

[@HotDiggityDandy]

I read slender man and felt something tickle my back. WHY THE EVER LOVING F U C K DID YOU DO THIS-

[@imstillalivedontworry1303]

@@HotDiggityDandy ok

[@SuchaRandomGuy]

My boi slender man pretty chill guy he help kids get on tall trees

[@wsi3411]

What a guy, taking children away from their troubles, like getting down a high place.

[@arianatellez252]

The thing this made me wonder... Is he willing to help the kids get down? Or not?

[@Allosauru.s]

Nobody: Gacha Life Horror Movie Maker: *is for me?*

[@ChastenerTPR]

XDDDD

[@krishellenberg5715]

*is for me?*

[@never_gonna_give_you_up4783]

So true though

[@florathefoodlover5047]

*yes, is for you*

[@finitecosmos_]

Yas is for u Lol

[@dulcegarcia1155]

call me what ever you want but this song is actually calming and peacefull

[@laceyscott908]

dulce garcia I was at my best when I loved the worst (saddest, creepiest, etc) songs.... I miss that me... Part of that me exits in listening to this, though, yeah? 😊

[@JuggerBlitz]

Ok, i will call you Attack Elicopter

[@JuggerBlitz]

@Mattia Pozzoni Ok, I will call you pizza

[@_uc1e142]

It should be

[@esmerayofficialyt]

there's a comment at the top and it was just like this

[@AlastorThomas]

Oh how I love the feeling of hearing these melodies 🥰