Strange text file

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    • UPDATE: The BSOD went away a while ago, and since then the laptop has been pretty much a internet book/production book. I've reinstalled the OS and put in a new hard drive. I'd like to add that the computer had anti-virus and frankly I don't use porn sites (that's what facebook is good for xD)

      Also I've since moved far away from the last place.

      Yesterday I flipped the laptop on and started scrounging in My Documents for my Comcast numbers and saw a folder entitled "New Folder". We all make folders like those from time to time, but I didn't remember why I would make one in there. I opened it up to find another folder entitled "Ten", and after opening "Ten" there was another folder entitled "Nine". That pattern kept up all the way to "One", upon opening that folder there was yet another folder entitled "painting".

      I thought for a moment that this was a remnant of a gamejolt game or something (it's not really a gaming laptop), but it didn't add up that the root folder would be so unprofessionally titled as "New Folder". I'm usually a snob about free games and only download the highly reviewed ones (I know I'm bad).

      But I couldn't resist opening the "painting" folder. In it was a lone text file, way reminiscent of my last encounter with those things. At first it didn't make any sense, but I turned off word wrap and nearly threw the laptop.

      Since then I've sold it to my roommate. I haven't told him about the file but it's still there. We'll see what happens I guess.
      Files
      • painting.txt

        (5.61 kB, downloaded 83 times, last: )
    • Yukari Yakumo wrote:

      Made up or not, it's still really scary and disturbiing.
      I don't say that I don't believe you..really..#2creepy2betrue.

      Also:

      >Downloaded the painting.txt.
      >Opened it.
      >Deleted it immediately.

      I even deleted the download history or any traces of it ever existed on my computer.

      If you're angry, don't break anybody's heart, they only have one..... Break their bones, they have 206 of them
    • Im reading your topic and im shitting my pants Just throw this laptop and buy new one
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    • I'm getting dreams about this now. I see the painting, but not of the curved neck lady. I believe that particular painting is well-known and famous. But of another woman who is strikingly similar. Jet black and shiny hair, cropped, pale white skin, and a somber disposition. It's probably because of being a dream, but I can't remember what her eyes looked like. I remember that I wanted to know, very badly, but kept getting that weird feeling.

      You know that feeling when you see a great butt and look, but instinctively look away, even if she doesn't know you're looking? I remember that feeling in the dream when I was trying to focus on her eyes.

      She also, like in the text file and the famous painting, had an inhumanely long neck, I don't actually remember seeing a body under the neck.

      Oh, and despite my roommate being away in Lake Tahoe, I noticed a shampoo bottle in the middle of my bathroom floor, on its base, with the label pointed straight at the door, completely perpendicular. That and I had the hardest time sleeping last night, every time I closed my eyes I would get increasingly paranoid that something was staring at me from the hallway, and would constantly open my eyes to look.

      I'm convinced that something is stalking me. Nobody breaks into your house to move a shampoo bottle coinciding with a weird text file and this strange sense that I'm being stared at constantly. I've researched about EVP and and other things, I'm going to start setting up video around the apartment at night. It can't be my apartment that's haunted though, since this has been going on since before I moved in. It's hard not to connect the original text file with the new one.
    • default wrote:

      I'm getting dreams about this now. I see the painting, but not of the curved neck lady. I believe that particular painting is well-known and famous. But of another woman who is strikingly similar. Jet black and shiny hair, cropped, pale white skin, and a somber disposition. It's probably because of being a dream, but I can't remember what her eyes looked like. I remember that I wanted to know, very badly, but kept getting that weird feeling.

      You know that feeling when you see a great butt and look, but instinctively look away, even if she doesn't know you're looking? I remember that feeling in the dream when I was trying to focus on her eyes.

      She also, like in the text file and the famous painting, had an inhumanely long neck, I don't actually remember seeing a body under the neck.

      Oh, and despite my roommate being away in Lake Tahoe, I noticed a shampoo bottle in the middle of my bathroom floor, on its base, with the label pointed straight at the door, completely perpendicular. That and I had the hardest time sleeping last night, every time I closed my eyes I would get increasingly paranoid that something was staring at me from the hallway, and would constantly open my eyes to look.

      I'm convinced that something is stalking me. Nobody breaks into your house to move a shampoo bottle coinciding with a weird text file and this strange sense that I'm being stared at constantly. I've researched about EVP and and other things, I'm going to start setting up video around the apartment at night. It can't be my apartment that's haunted though, since this has been going on since before I moved in. It's hard not to connect the original text file with the new one.


      Eyup, something hates you really bad. Call every single armed forces within 50 kilometers radius.

      Right.

      Fucking.

      Now.

      If you're angry, don't break anybody's heart, they only have one..... Break their bones, they have 206 of them
    • default wrote:

      I'm getting dreams about this now. I see the painting, but not of the curved neck lady. I believe that particular painting is well-known and famous. But of another woman who is strikingly similar. Jet black and shiny hair, cropped, pale white skin, and a somber disposition. It's probably because of being a dream, but I can't remember what her eyes looked like. I remember that I wanted to know, very badly, but kept getting that weird feeling.

      You know that feeling when you see a great butt and look, but instinctively look away, even if she doesn't know you're looking? I remember that feeling in the dream when I was trying to focus on her eyes.

      She also, like in the text file and the famous painting, had an inhumanely long neck, I don't actually remember seeing a body under the neck.

      Oh, and despite my roommate being away in Lake Tahoe, I noticed a shampoo bottle in the middle of my bathroom floor, on its base, with the label pointed straight at the door, completely perpendicular. That and I had the hardest time sleeping last night, every time I closed my eyes I would get increasingly paranoid that something was staring at me from the hallway, and would constantly open my eyes to look.

      I'm convinced that something is stalking me. Nobody breaks into your house to move a shampoo bottle coinciding with a weird text file and this strange sense that I'm being stared at constantly. I've researched about EVP and and other things, I'm going to start setting up video around the apartment at night. It can't be my apartment that's haunted though, since this has been going on since before I moved in. It's hard not to connect the original text file with the new one.

      Wether your story is fake or not, some entities can cling on people. Also, the EVP can scare the shit outta you so badly. ._.



    • she can help me. my god she is beautiful.

      she is twisted in ways. but her pain makes her only want to help. she told me she couldnt help one man, because he fell in love with her. and now he exists in hatred for humanity. she said humanity passed him by.

      she spoke so softly, like she was speaking to my heart.

      i couldnt stop crying. i grabbed her and held her tight, and she embraced me in return.

      she said that i alone had the power to confront the man and show him what he lived for. she said not to shun him but to accept him, for thats all he ever wanted.