The Message
Don’t dismiss this outright as the work of some raving lunatic. There’s some sense to this story, if you’ll just hear me out…
Look, we all wonder if time travel is possible, right? Well, let me tell you something… it is. I’m from the future, actually. I know you probably don’t believe that, but seriously, I’m from the future. It’s a really great thing; getting to see the past, watching events unfold… stuff like that. We know more now than we ever would.
Behind all the fun, though, there’s a more serious aspect. We aren’t supposed to go in our own lifetime, and we are NEVER allowed to contact our past selves. Let me tell you, I’m breaking that rule right now. Yes, kid, you’re talking to yourself. Your future self. I’m going to be executed for this, but you know what? I accept that. I’m preventing something by talking to you that is WORSE than death. I can’t tell you outright what to do, because the filters would catch it. This is the closest I can get, trust me. I can, however, send a little message.
You should probably read the first word of every paragraph, now.
The Message,
TUMAE NANG HOLLOWBLOX!
It was pretty yawn until the end. I never would have expected the last and redeeming sentence. Great stuff.
I looked … and saw my boyfriend.
-_-
Looked behind me and some kid was stareing at me…with liek fucken wierd ass eyes and then when he noticed i saw him he turned back to his CPU. p.s.(I’m in a CPU lab)
My mom read this, and she got scared.
She said “you’re movin’ with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air.”
If Snowden is cool with it then it must be good.
I turned around and saw my boss…told me to stop surfing the net so much :/.
Wish my future self would tell me who wins this sunday
DUDE! *brix*
Hmm decent pasta. As soon as figured out what each letter stood for, I heard my door open. I then realized it was my mom…
I looked and all I saw was a brown froALL GLORY TO THE HYPNOTOAD.
Don’t look behind me? what could possibly be behi jn vb
Epic cringe over here. Jeezus.
oh mother fricker…this scared the crap out of me especially the last paragraph..I hate those ‘dont look behind you’ stuff.
THEN WHO WAS ME?
I thought this one was very clever, actually.
10/10. that is actually creepy. its been a while. this is a good example of what a creepy pasta really is.
i don’t talk like that…
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU…
That really creeped me the fuck out. Brix have been shat.
I must admit…
I shat brix…
Oooooh, this was a short but delicious pasta. I especially enjoyed the ending.
Ok. Now THAT freaked me out. Especially since I was reading this alone around midnight in my dark playroom. I looked behind me, but hesitantly. Very hesitantly. And then I logged off creepypasta as fast as I could.
Cocoas last blog post..5 reasons why it’s cool to stay pure
Love this pasta, very good. I was about to look but then the lights flickered…then again they always do that.
that scared the hell outa me when i turn around my girl friend was behind me and asked for a ring ….
“I looked behind me. All I saw behind me was a TV, the back door, a couch and an angel statue.
Wait, when did we have an angel statue?
Oh fuc” – Lachesis
Lol Dr. Who
If I wrote the message, telling me not to time travel, would I not have made the message?
Also, I forgot the first paragraph, I read:
“Look”
“Behind”
“You”
So what this mail is from the past