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The Truth Behind Chuck E. Cheese
RandRgaming (2016-11-12 15:24:45)There is just one chapter but there will be a great creepypasta i'm writing.
We've all got problems in life. Some worse than others. But even though problems get in our way, there is one thing that matters in life. Love. Love yourself and push forward towards what is important to you.
Sadness is unnecessary. Be happy.
Sadness is unnecessary. Be happy.
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My dad was a lazy ass who didn't work but helped out as much as he could. My mom was a hard working mother who said otherwise about my old pop. I was about 19 during the time and just finished my senior year at high school with an honor roll. My mom wanted me to get a job to make it look good on my application for college because I had been studying for computer science and wanted a degree in such subject. Anyways, I found many places that seemed appealing to me. Dollar Tree, Applebees, even Toys R Us. Yet, the place with the best pay was Chuck E. Cheese's. Even though it was minimum wage, I applied. The manager hired me a few days later, calling my mother with the exhilarating news. I went the next day in uniform at about 9:00 to get ready for the stampede of little children that would arrive later. Upon 11:00, a large influx of kids were here, including a birthday party. I was pretty bummed at the time. Soon later, it was closing. I had to clean up the place with my co-worker, Tanner. But he never came. I had to clean up everything. Going up to the stage area to clean the spilled food, out of the corner of my eye, I saw one of the animatronics move slightly. I was confused as I knew that I had certainly unplugged the power cord. I checked behind the wall to see if they were unplugged. And sure enough, they were. Sweat dripped down my face as I looked up at the iconic kid arcade mascot, Chuck E. Cheese. He wasn't moving. I continued to clean. I then went into the bathroom but then wished I hadn't. A bloody handprint was rubbed across the tiled walls. Too large to be human. A pool of blood was on the floor with tiny strands of greyish hair mixed in with it. I froze as I turned to see the mirror. It had the following words written in blood: Leave or you die. I ran out the bathroom and hid in the storage closet. It was dark in there and quite large. My breathing was rapid and heavy. I curled up against the wall for like 30 minutes, waiting for some kind of confirmation. Then, the most nightmare inducing moment happened. Large, paw like, gray feet walked across the floor and stopped in front of the door. My breathing became shallow. They knocked on the door a few times. Then loudly. After what felt like a lifetime but what was really 5-10 minutes, the knocking stopped. I heard whispering. I could make out the words: "Never come back or I will be certain that you will die by my hands." I cried softly. I soon fell asleep and was found by my co-worker Tanner. Still in the closet. We called the police but they found no trace of anyone in the building. But the security cameras show Chuck E. Cheese walking with a bloody knife in hand, constantly cutting himself. I quit my job that morning and never went to another Chuck E. Cheese again.
Sadness is unnecessary. Be happy.