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okay looks like we're ready to go again sorry about that just make sure my stuff yeah what what happened is my headset died I don't have external speakers had no way of rent like making sure the audio was fine so yep of course sorry about that but thanks again for being patient I got that sir I rented for you guys and that one's ready to go so I'm gonna go ahead and start for you and yeah if you have any questions or would like to just say what you think about the story the author is here and chat with us so hope you guys enjoy you you my name is Eddie I live in a small farmhouse South Wales though I won't disclose my exact location I guess I can't exactly say I live there anymore I don't know who in the right mind would be living there after what I've seen so i suppose i should say i lived there for a very brief period you see my uncle Reggie passed away last month and having no children of his own he left the farmhouse to me they found uncle Reggie lying face down in front of the sink dead from a heart attack now well garage II was a strange sort my parents never talked about him and he never visited he just kept himself up there in his house all alone no wife no girlfriend no pets just him and his wheat field I don't even know why he bought that place father said the morning after we heard Reggie passed on it ever does anything with it wonder why I left it to you regardless of why uncle Reggie decided to leave his house to me I was absolutely delighted it was a little more than a shack with four rooms in a bathroom but I was 18 and it was a house that I would have ownership over so to me it was a palace I moved in only two weeks ago on monday i took a week's worth of holiday at work and drove to my uncle's house that morning the outside of the house was as you might expect from the aging Crump who kept himself the wood siding was almost nearly devoid of paint with a couple flecks of white left the front of the house had a good-sized porch though the wood banister that ran from the stairs and wrapped around the porch was broken and I decided that my first act of home renovation would be completely removing it once inside the house though Jesus Christ if someone showed me a picture of the outside of the house and then showed me the inside and told me they were the same place now I call them a raving lunatic apparently uncle Reggie cared very much about his inside living conditions despite seemingly not caring at all about the outside of his house the entire home was fully furnished which was the first plus because because it meant I wasn't going to have to move much for my own stuff at all but I can't even describe how clean the house was with words I couldn't find a speck of dust in the entire place I thought I was going to spend the entire day cleaning out trash but this was definitely a welcome surprise I walked through every room in the house which didn't take long until I came to the kitchen my eyes were immediately drawn to the kitchen window that's at just above the sink through the window staring into me was the ugliest scarecrow that I've ever seen it made me jump when I saw it and I cursed out loud to no one in particular as I fell back against the wall behind me my heart thumped in my chest but as soon as I caught my breath I stepped closer to the window to get a better look at the thing the Scarecrow's head was made out of straw and a sack burlap like any other I suppose but it was the metal plate attached to the burlap that gave it its face for its eyes two holes equal in size cut into the metal and within the holes set stones with elaborate symbols carved into them the metal plate contoured around the head of straw and had symbols similar to the ones on its eyes drawn in what I assumed to be red paint all along its edge I looked beyond the Scarecrow to the Wheatfield that lay behind it the wheat crop was high and stretched for miles on end when blew through the field giving the impression of something moving about in the wheat I then drew my attention back to the Scarecrow and you'll be one of the first things to go I said out loud the Scarecrow as if it could hear me soon after that I went to work tearing apart the porch banister which came apart very easily and threw them down into a pile on the open area of the rather big yard a good distance from the house in the field and then walked around the house to where I knew the Scarecrow stood i untied the rope the tide the Scarecrow's arms and legs to the Iron Cross sticking out of the ground only a mere two feet from the house and then carried the Scarecrow which seemed unnaturally heavy to the burn pile grab the gas can I went and grabbed the gas can that I kept in the back of my truck and doused the Scarecrow and all in gasoline I kept an eye on the fire for a minute to make certain it wasn't going to spread anywhere then I went back in my truck to head to town for paint I was back at the house about a half hour later the flames of fire had nearly died out was the metal plate that was once its face good I thought as I prepared myself for a long day of painting I went straight to work painting the entire house she didn't take long at all given the size of the house though I guess that's not huge surprise this wasn't the first house I've ever painted either so I knew probably me I'd probably have to go over it again in the morning after I lost daylight I began working on moving in small stuff from the truck my TV a game system like it was about nine o'clock when I stopped working for the night I settled in the kitchen at the table listening to the radio and eating some beans that i heated up on the stove I was about to get up and put my sink as to get up and put my bowl in the sink when I saw it the Scarecrow in the window is back or at least that's what I thought at first there was a shape in the window I can make out its head but nothing else i SAT there frozen silence for several minutes unsure of exactly what to do site movement slow shift in movement whoever was outside my window breathed finally I called out it was out there I figured the figure then darted from my sight I ran quickly to the front door which aside from the windows was the only entrance into the house I ran to the door and turned the deadbolt I then knelt down to my Tucker bag which I left lying next to my boots near the door and pulled out my hunting knife that's when the sound of heavy rain came I waited there sitting on my couch the living room waiting for whoever was outside my house to try to break in I had my cell at the ready to call anyone if I really needed to but I didn't want to have to do that you can call me silly but calling the police to handle something was just not something I ever wanted to do if I can help it so I waited the sound of rain poured against the roof and walls of my home I was pissed about it ruining a good days with a paint but I knew it wouldn't take long to redo I thought about getting up and going to the window to look out to see how bad the rain really was but thought better of it that guy was still out there I didn't want him seeing where I was the rain is a soothing sound though eventually sitting on that comfy leather couch I fell asleep I woke up in the early hours the morning with a start my hand was still grasping the handle of my knife furman I stood up and looked around the house door still closed and locked all windows still in one piece good no breaking I walked out the front door of my home to see what kind of damage the rain did to the yard the night before sounded like him bloody Katrina so I was sure the yard would be flooded I stepped out into the sun drenched porch and was shocked to find no water anywhere at all the watch was dry as a bone in the yard didn't seem to be white at all I walk down the stairs on the porch the yard and knelt down putting a hand out to feel the grass not even a little tamp scratched my head stood up back to the house then when I saw what was on the house I ran to my truck through the key in the ignition and drove the hell off that property as quickly as I could they're in the still wet paint that covered my house worth thousands of handprints I'm sitting at my parents house in my old room I pull out my phone to call my mom or dad both are at work my plan was to explain to them that instead of moving I just wanted to sell the house but I have a voicemail on my phone so I listen to it it's my uncle's lawyer the one who carried out as well hey Eddie how are you mate sorry to bother you but I forgot to tell you something about your own but I forgot to tell you something your uncle wrote as well you mentioned that i should tell you not to disturb a guardian or saman if you said if you do they will come for you and they won't stop till you're dead crazy bugger anyway it's my job and you take care the phone fell from my hands I was unable to speak cuz once again came the sound of heavy rain you I knew that's right okay so yeah hope you guys liked that story I make sure to check it out on the original page if you did I realized that story I'm gonna be reposting that as well as all the stories that we're doing tonight in their own individual videos and when I do I'm going to be creating a custom thumbnail with the Scarecrow from my channel so that'll be pretty fun you can look out for that later tonight the next story that we have up is by decomposed who is also here in the chat so I've have any questions about that one feel free to and she's asked him the medication makes me better words I have to remind myself every time I shake the bottle out over my hand the pills take the pain away a lifeline to live by the things you see are real they're just your way of coping words i hear reflected back at me ones i meant to repeat as the supreme mantra for mental health except that isn't how this works there's now any of this works i can abide by their rules listen to their lives and take their so-called medication but it doesn't make reality any less real i can shoot the [ __ ] with false idols and play backgammon with bleeding gods till the crows come sprawling but i'll never be able to shake the sweats that come when night falls no it's dark it's fallen walking to my local corner store my boots are sinking straight into the pavement but I pull them out with a huge every step of the way I just need a pack of cigarettes I'm down to my last two plus my lucky i'm walking thinking about simple things like how they're tearing down every other ancient building to make a lot for the one next to it how the clouds will click mushrooms in which that could mean something more than a metaphor for nothing thinking about how I need to pay my phone bill before it gets shut off for the third month in a row like I said I'm thinking about simple things I'm standing here on the corner outside the concrete storefront painted of flaking pale blue and white colors to make you calm the colors of the sky the soft when nurseries another sanctified thing shaking out the change in my pocket a few quarters that will make a difference between cancer and slightly better tasting cancer and I see the lamp posts across the street blink once twice and go out all together I'm thinking man tax dollars at work out a nudge the man next to me in my head I don't actually touch him the lamp post bends over touching the ground and the plastic cover across the pale citrine beam opens up for the mouth it's got three rows weekly Yellow Jacket teeth and spits soft steaming fire I'm thinking man I really need to get that prescription refilled because the doc sure ain't gonna like this sniffing the ground smelling up chewed gum hiss and God knows what the lamppost crawls up to a rat floating its way through the gutter it sniffs once twice then strikes out the rats death row squeals sounds like a human child if you strain your ears hard enough I smile I'm thinking man good thing I take that medication cuz city lights never looked so hungry as they do tonight I that was won by Deacon Prost yeah decomposes eyes I've been working with him for a while he's doing a something called the dirty 31 writing contest we could try and come out with one story a day originally I was going to kind of like work alongside him and neri each one of those stories a day but I kind of fell off on that because I couldn't do that I'm still looking for a job and so um I couldn't keep up with him he's but yeah you guys are all good riders like I tried riding once when I was like in 7th grade I wrote a story about like trolls under a bridge or something wasn't scary but I thought it was pretty cool yeah so you guys are off really good writers I'm enjoying all of your work and I appreciate that you guys let me read your stuff because in case of need to know I write the music in my videos like that song I wrote jazz kind of like gum like a jazz song in the background because when his thing about like that like city lights and think about like I just like walking down the sidewalk that for some reason I always think of like jazz music to accompany that so that's why I got you know came up with that but yeah I was a really really good story and if you want to check out more of decomposed stuff make sure to go to his redit page and there are three stories unfortunately that it was not able to include in this stream that is jeff the killer um is the one I spent like three hours today doing which one was it sigh Wow my brain is just exploding psychosis yeah that one and then um the toy dot the toy doctor so those three I'm gonna do tonight I just was not able to include them in the stream because I was running out of time and I wanted to get this June going for you guys so after this dream I'm going to go and get those done and then post them up so you guys can check them out if you're interested in seeing how those ones will go duh psychosis is a great story but so long last one I have here for you is let's see believe this is by Evan the nerd and he's in a chat here also so if you want mention anything about the story go ahead and talk to him he'll be here in the chat all children believe their toys can speak to them I just never grew out of it I was engaged nope nope that was the toy doctor not really working let me see what was going on there and why oh yeah I'm that'd be totally cool i love that um another reason why i started my channel actually was because i noticed that a lot of the authors on like I wasn't thinking like a corpse has been stuff like that they read those creepy like encounter stories stuff like that and do creepypastas they don't always credit the author and without you guys like I would not have anything to read I can't write a story with crap like so without you as I just have nothing I'd be over here reading the newspaper like oh yeah what's happening in the news I mean newspapers pretty scary too but so I appreciate everything you guys do and let me read your stories and I'd love to have you write some stuff for my channel if you'd like I'd be sure to feature it i also have run a website that I've feature the content on so yeah definitely interested in that I need to check the audio input real quick to see which see which file it's under so we can get that last one but just one second while I do that you you it all started with the Knox Lucy my daughter pretend just playing pretend in her invitations you you okay okay I'm sorry about that yet the audio file got corrupted and so we rendered it so we're good to go on that again thank you guys for being so patient and cool I'm gonna keep working to make these streams more smooth and make sure there's no technical issues but I appreciate all your patients and I'm happy to have you guys in the stream so I got that last story ready to go for you so here we go put a game with her friends I learned this when I happen to ask it all started with the Knox Lucy my daughter played a game with her friends I'll end this when I happened to ask her why she knocked on her bedroom walls so often show it to to a night the sound made it hard for me to go to sleep it was annoying she stopped eating her dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets and stared at me I knock and the hands come I didn't have an urge to ask any more questions partially because I knew the truth Lucy was only four years old kids her age still had imagination she was just playing pretend refusing her invitations to see a demonstration I left her alone for the rest of dinner later than night I was sleeping when a crying Lucy came into my room mommy the hensel go away she whispered I let her climb into my bed then I got up to investigate my mind was still waking up as I opened the bedroom door thick darkness enveloped the small room I side as I flipped the switch I froze when I saw them handprints tons of them covering the wall space above her bed's headboard spread out with even distances between each each had only three thin fingers and each with a size of a desktop computer monitor too big to be human they were also black all I could do was stand in the open doorway with my hand still on the light switch it wasn't just the size and the mere presence of the handprints that kept me frozen there but also something else the fact that they were behind the wallpaper down the hallway I could hear knocks come from my room you you okay cool whoops hit the microphone sorry hope that didn't blow up everyone's ears okay so yep that one was by Evan the nerd I actually like that one I thought it was pretty creepy thank you guys again for sharing your stories and letting me read them I apologize that it wasn't able to do psychosis and jeff the killer I'm gonna include those in the next woman do i'm also going to upload them tonight and yeah i hope you guys enjoyed it and part apologize there's a few technical glitches but the more i do these streams the more i learn how to do them because when i started this it was like I want to do this because I feel like you know I'd be entertaining for you guys but I have no idea how to do this so now that I'm learning more about it it's getting smoother the first term I did didn't actually happen tried it couldn't get the first video to play but everyone could hear me it was really weird some things slowly getting better but I'm gonna start go i'ma go get working on psychosis and jeff the killer and yeah i hope you guys enjoyed the stream make sure to check out the stories from the original authors if you liked them i'm going to post the all the links in the description and i'll see you guys in the next one