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Thursday, 31 October 2013

Happy Hallwoeen from My Reader

One of my anonymous readers drew this picture for me!
I found the message in the spam box so that's why I didn't see it until today. Sorry about that!

This must be my cartoon characters, Bunniesky (the rabbit. no, it's not M*ffy!) and Eddie (the bear) from my other blog.

Thank you very much, it's sooooo cute!

The Ritual of Kamiyori

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Happy Halloween~ Enjoy your day and be safe!

This happened to my grandfather when he was still a little boy.

When he was little he used to live in a village, hidden deep in the mountain in T__ prefecture.
Most villagers were engaged in forestry and the mountain was cherished by them as if it were their parent.
The village, small as it was, even had a lord*1, who lived in a large mansion on the outskirts of the settlement.
This lord never got involved in forestry and led an easy, carefree life.

The village was the epitome of idyllic pastral life, but it had its own peculiar rules.
The rules were that "On the 3rd day of every month, no one is allowed to go near the lord's mansion except the Kamitori-shi (hair-cutter)*2," and "You are not to speak to the guests who visit the lord's house."
Every month a few people from outside the village would pay a visit to the lord and they would all leave the village before the nighfall.
These rules had been inculcated into Grandfather from the very early age, so he had no problems keeping them.

One day,  a stranger strayed into the community from outside the village.
Let's say this man's name was A.
Without permission, the man built a cabin not far from the lord's mansion and started living there.
The villagers soon called for a meeting to decide who was going to explain the village rules to this strange man A, and Grandfather's father (B) was appointed to do the job.
B went to A's cabin and explained to him the village rules.
He told A that if he broke the rules dire consequences would follow so he must obey them to the letter.

The thing that struck me as odd was that why they didn't immediately shoo him away from the village; to this question, Grandfather answered, "the half of the villagers had originaly moved in from outside and they didn't have a mind to throw him out."

Anyway, back to the story.
A listened to B's explanation and agreed to keep the rules.
And then the first "3rd day" came since A's arrival.
This day too, a couple in their twenties, and one man in his forties, came to the village.
Everyone who came on the 3rd day looked well-dressed and refined as if they were from a rich family.

Why did those from outside the village come to the village?
The secret lies in the "Ritual of Kamiyori." *3
The Ritual of Kamiyori was an art to remove curse and possession from a person, and the village's lord had kept this art alive for generations.
The art, true to its name, used a bunch of hair to attract evil energy and remove it from the receiver of the ritual.
But the place where the hair got retrieved was from the abdomen of the receiver.
The person who went to the mountain to seal off the hair was the Kamitori-shi, who was baptized by the lord.

That day things went on as usual, and the Kamitori-shi picked up a paper packet that had been left at the back of the lord's mansion, and went into the mountain to seal it off.
But A, who had not lived in the village for long, decided to ignore the rules although he already knew about them. That day he was observing the Kamitori-shi's every action, keeping himself hidden behind trees.
A assumed that there must be something valueable inside  the packet, so he followed the Kamitorhi-shi.

The place where they sealed off the hair was a small shrine*4 built in the middle of the mountain. It was also the Kamitori-shi's job to take care of the shrine.
A waited until the Kamitori-shi put the paper packet inside the shine and walk away; and then he went to the shrine and took the packet out.
But inside it he saw only a bunch of blood-soaked hair. Astonished, A threw away the hair and ran away.

Next day, A's cabin went up in flames.

A managed to escape the fire but the lord became suspicious and called A over to the mansion.
A obstinately refused to tell him what had happened on the previous day, but the lord could see the thing that was haunting A.
The lord told him that if he valued his life, he must take over the job as kamitori-shi; if he refused, there was no guarantee for his life.
But A ignored the threat and refused. On the same day, A was banished from the village.

A few days later, the lord's mansion burnt down to the ground and the whole family died in the fire.
Among the remains of the fire, they also found a body which looked like belonged to A.
The villagers concluded that it was A who set the mansion on fire and he must have failed to escape himself.
A few more days had passed, and the Kamitori-shi went to the little shrine; but the shrine was completely destroyed and all the hair that was inside had been taken away by someone.
The truth is still in the dark, but the villagers conjectured that A first destroyed the shrine and, after getting the hair, went over to the mansion.
The curse that was sealed in the hair and other such evil energy became amplified at that moment and it caused the fire that ultimately burnt down the mansion.

After the lord died, earnings from outside the village dropped and the village gradually became desolate; it was not long before the village was completely deserted.

"Now you know why I have a strong fear of hair,"
Grandfather said to me, while stroking his bald head. 


*1 Lord - used in the sense of "someone who owns a lot of land and is treated like a prince by the local people."
*2 Kamitori-shi (髪取り師) - 取り(tori) comes from the verb 取る(toru) meaning "take away." 師(shi) means "a master."  I translated it as "hair-cutter" in the text, just so that you readers don't have to look up in the footnote everytime you come across a foreign word. But it's an uncommon word even in Japanese and naturally has no equivalent word in English.
*3"Ritual of Kamiyori" (髪寄りの法 kamiyori-no-hou)  - kami (髪) means hair, and yori (寄り) comes from the verb 寄る (yoru) meaning "to gather." But 寄る(yoru) in its old usage also has the meaning of "possession by a god or a mononoke (物の怪, ghost/monster)."
*4 Small Shrine (祠 hokora) - very small shinto shrines you find by the roadside, in mountains, in forests etc. See the second picture from the top.

The picture at the top: an abandoned village of Haccho (八丁), in Kyoto - source

Wednesday, 30 October 2013

Granny and Grandpa

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Another cryptic story for you!

Once upon a time there lived Granny and Granpa.
One day Granpa said to Granny,

"My dear, is dinner ready yet?"
"My sweet husband, we've just finished our dinner. Don't you remember?"
"Is that so?"
"Yes, of course."

One week later, they were both found dead.


Tuesday, 29 October 2013

Staircase and Old Man

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Once when I went on a trip I stayed at a certain Japanese-style hotel. *1
The food was superb and the service impeccable; I was satisfied thinking I'd made a right choice to stay there.
I was comfortably watching TV in my room when I felt a sudden thirst. I decided to go to the vending machine next to the front desk to get some beer.

But when I came out of the room I saw a steep staircase next to the room, and spotted a vending machine at the bottom of the stairs.
"Huh? Was there a staircase here? Well, it's a good thing that I don't have to go all the way to the front desk," I thought.
I went down the steps and bought a can of beer from the vending machine. There was a Japanese-style room *2 next to it and I could hear some people talking behind the door.*3

When I came up the stairs, I met an old guy who was staying in the room next to mine, and he asked me where I bought the beer. When I told him, he too went down the steps.

But as soon as I walked into my room ----
Clang clang Crash!

He fell from the stairs!
I opened the door, but there were no stairs there.

I searched the area but there was no sign of stairs anywhere.  I knocked on the next door but the old guy wasn't there.

I made an inquiry to a hotel worker but he said there were no stairs there too.
Of course it would have been no use telling him what had happened because there was no way he would believe my story.

It was creepy but I spent a night at the hotel as I had planned and went home the following day.
The old guy in the end didn't come back.

A few years later, when I had forgotten all about it, I moved into an area which I remember to be not far from the hotel. There I heard that a certain hotel named ____ discovered, during renovation work, the skelton of an old man buried deep in one of its walls.

How come did they find a few-year-old remains of a man inside a 20-odd-year-old wall?
Moreover, they didn't find any signs of the wall being tampered with....
Those were the sort of things I read in the local newspaper.

I couldn't recall the name of the hotel I stayed at the time, but I didn't have enough courage to look up its name.

*1 a Japanese-style hotelRyokan (旅館) in the original text. The picture on the right shows Yokote-kan (横手館) at Ikaho hotspring resort (伊香保温泉), a famous ryokan which the bath house in the anime movie Spirited Away was modeled after.
*2 the Japanese-style room: zashiki (座敷) in the original text. In a hotel, it refers to a kind of room where people hold a dinner/drinking party. (See the second picture from the top for an example of a zashiki with shou-ij doors)
*3 the door: shou-ji (障子) in the original text. It consists of translucent paper over a frame of wood (wiki).

Read a message from Saya below:

Monday, 28 October 2013

Washing Face

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What's so creepy?

This is a cryptic story!

Right, I should get going soon.
The clock is showing it's just past the noon hour.
Shit, I haven't even washed my face yet.
I can't be bothered but I guess I'll have to do it.

I turn the tap water on and splash water all over my face.
Then I put some soap on my fingers and work it into lather, and spread the foam over my face, massaging the skin at the same time.

The burbling sounds of water running down the drain echoe in the room.
Maybe I've let it run for too long.... I should wash the soap off my face now.
I grope for water.
Huh? What? Where is it? My hand doesn't touch water however I try.
I have to bear the stinging pain of the soap bubbles getting into my eyes as I open them to look for it.

The Tap, the tap... where is it?

Ah, here it is, the tap.
I twist the tap and water begins to run.
I splash water over my face.... Finally, it's clean.
I use a towel to pat my face dry. 

Uh.... I'm kinda scared to look into the mirror now.

I haven't shaved yet, but nevermind.
I run out of the house like a bat out of hell.

Photo curtesy of  here.

Saturday, 26 October 2013

One Man Hide and Seek (Multiple-Player Version)

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Click here to view the single player version.
For those who dare not do it alone...

【The Things You Need】
  • A plushie with all the cotton taken out (the plushie has to be the kind which has limbs)
  • Some rice (enough to stuff the plushie)
  • A needle and a red thread
  • A knife or a pair of scissors (something sharp)
  • A cup of salt water for each participant (coarse salt would be best)
Note: Make sure you create a place of refuge (a room). Burn incense and/or put ofuda (1) etc to purify the place, and keep the lights on too. A room with an alter (2) would be best suited for this purpose.

【How to Prepare the Plushie】
Nooo!Don't eat me!
  1. Take out all the cotton from inside the plushie.
  2. Stuff the plushie with rice.
  3. Clip the nails (or some other parts of the body) of each participant, put them in the plushie and sew it up.
  4. When you have sewn it up, wind the red thread several times around the plushie, and then tie it into a knot.
You have to give a name to the plushie.
You can use the name of someone you hate.

【How to Play】

In the beginning, play hiden-and-seek like you normally do and let everyone take turns being  "It."
Note: Include the plushie in your play too. Make sure the plushie is the last one to play "It."

The last person to play "It," when her/his turn comes, has to say to the plushie,
"The next 'It' is____(the name of the last person who plays 'It' )," for three times.

Next go to the bathroom and put the plushie inside the bathtub.
If the bathtub is filled with water, put the plushie inside straight away.
If it is empty, put the plushie first and pour water in later.

Leave the plushie as it is and go back to the room. (3)

Close your eyes and count up to 10. (4)
First, find all the participants, then when you're done, hold a knife (or something sharp) in hand and wander around a bit and go to the bathroom (you can also go there straight away).

When you find the plushie, say to it,
"____ (the plushie's name), I found you,"
and stab it with the knife.
Then as you put down the plushie, say,
"The next 'It' is____ (the plushie's name)."
As soon as the plushie is put down, run away and hide  (all the participants do the same).

 ◆Things to beware of when you hide
Never go outside the house.
You MUST turn off all sources of lights except the TV. (5)
Keep salt (6) by your side while hiding.
Be quiet while hiding.
There is no limit to how long you can hide.
Do not let anyone participate in the ritual if the person hasn't put part of his body into the plushie (it might harm the person).

【How to End It】

It is possible to quit it half way.
Note: when you quit, put the salt water in your mouth and find the plushie, and say to it, "I'm the__ (a number indicating your turn) to quit.  (eg. say "I'm the first to quit," if you're the first person to quit)."
Then say, "The people who are left are ___ ___ ___ (all the names of the people who are still hiding)."
After that go to the place of refuge and stay there until the play is over.

For everyone who is quitting (whether you're quitting it half way or playing it till the end):
When you want to end it, put some of the salt water in your mouth (don't drink it) and come out of your hiding place.
Whatever you see or hear on the way, don't spit out the salt water.
Find the plushie.
I hope you find it in the bathroom....
When you find it,  first pour the rest of the salt water over the plushie, and next spray the salt water in your mouth over the plushie.
When you've done that, say,
"I (we) have won," three times.
This should end the ritual.

You MUST throw away the plushie after the ritual.
The best thing to do is to burn it.

(1) Ofuda : Paper talismans you can get from shrines.
(2) Altar : Either a bustudan - a little Buddhist shrine (See the footnote to this post for further info) OR  a kamidana - a little Shinto shrine (See the footnote to this post) which some Japanese people keep at home.
(3) I don't know which room he is talking about, but probably it just means the room where you start playing hide and seek.
(4) Clearly these instructions are meant for the last person to play "It."
(5) To find out why you need to leave the TV on, read the Note #4 just before the video on the post of the single-player version of this game. (Go from here)
(6) ie. probably the cup of salt water you prepared at the beginning.

Please don't ask me why it's still called "one man hide and seek" even though it's for multiple players. lol (Actually I think it's because this is a re-arranged version of the original one man hide and seek)

Here's the source for the second picture

(Click below to read a message from Saya!)

Wednesday, 23 October 2013

Too Cruel

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This happened when I was still at elementary school.
One day A, who was my best friend, came to school on crutches.
I asked him what had happened but he wouldn't tell me.

I was worried about A since he had recently lost his father in a car accident.
So I turned to B and C, who were playing with A on the previous day, for an explanation.

B and C looked uncomfortable at first, but in the end, knowing that I was A's best friend, they told me what had happened.

B  "Yesterday we were playing catch in A's apartment's garden.  At one time C threw a wild ball. A tried to catch it but tripped and fell. And then on top of A's leg..."
Me  "Go on!"
C  "She fell....."
Me  "What?"
B  "A's mother."
Me  "......!?"
C  "It was suicide, apparently. She's still alive but is in critical condition."

That day A left school early, and the next day we learned that A's mother had passed away.
Having lost both his parents, A was taken into the care of his paternal grandparents.

Friday, 18 October 2013

Issei Sagawa: The Japanese Cannibal

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He is a polite, soft-spoken and intelligent man, if a little too shy.

He is an ordinary person just like you and me - except that he has an almost insatiable desire to eat human flesh.

Meet Issei Sagawa, the Japanese man who, while studying in Paris, murdered his fellow female student and consumed her flesh.  Due to loopholes in the law, he was never tried for his crime, and to this day he still lives as a free man.

WARNING: This video deals with a highly disturbing subject, and contains images of extreme graphic content (such as black-and-white photos of a half-eaten corpse, and Sagawa's own verbal and pictorial description of the murder.)


More info about Sagawa and the summary of the murder below (all taken from Wikipedia) ↓↓↓


Monday, 14 October 2013

Death Sentence

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A cryptic story!

My son has a weird habit of pointing fixedly at people's faces (these can be faces in photos or on TV).
Recently I discovered that the people whose faces are pointed at by him, all die within three days of him doing it.

Today too, when I was trying to turn on TV, my son started pointing fixedly at the screen.
Right after the TV turned on, the face of a famous politician appeared on it.

Hmmm, it looks like this guy is going to die soon too.

Thursday, 10 October 2013

Spirits at Temple

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WARNING: This video may be cursed.

(posted at 2 channel)

32:Anonymous:2012/09/14(Fri) 21:36:50.74 ID:0kDZB7980
I want to introduce you to a video which was accidentally filmed after midnight.
But some people became uncomfortable or sick after watching this, so please watch it at your own risk.

34:Anonymous:2012/09/14(Fri) 21:40:10.94 ID:mCbN/oQ/0
YEAH!!!!!!!! I'm so looking forward to it~

:2012/09/15(Sat) 00:07:10.51 ID:/CgMwVT/0
Hi, this is 32.

OK, so please turn off the lights in your room and open the door a crack before watching it.
I know I'm repeating myself but please watch it at your own risk. 

The people filmed here are spirits who had come down from the other world.

This was filmed during the 30's Showa period (Note: 1955-64) at a certain Buddhist temple.

130:Anonymous:2012/09/15(Sat) 00:12:53.31 ID:F0GSbQxnO

You're not trying to curse us, are you?
I'll stay away from it

132:Anonymous:2012/09/15(Sat) 00:13:34.43 ID:msdMF4DGO
Those spirits were dumb enough to be filmed unaware?

144:Anonymous:2012/09/15(Sat) 00:17:36.41 ID:dpbfAOHu0

163:Anonymous:2012/09/15(Sat) 00:29:42.08 ID:Cq1sC+2L0
I watched it for a few sec but then felt goosebumps spread throughout my body and quit watching

Monday, 7 October 2013

Reverse-S Ward

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13 Oct 2013 - I made a little alteration to the translation.

Hello, ladies and gentlemen!

As you know I usually write messages on the text widget on the side bar, but the widget hasn't been working. Blogger sucks sometimes.
Anyway, I'm looking forward to get some feedback on this story, partly because it took me quite a while to translate it (it is a long story, after all.) Also I personally think it's an interesting story and I hope you guys will enjoy reading it as much as I did!
So please don't be shy and leave a comment! I love getting comments from you and they are the only things that keep me going sometimes.

Well, my friends, take care!



This is going to be long.

The story involves a certain area in Kyushu*1.
Let's call it "S ward." There was another place over a mountain from S ward, which was known by the name of "Reverse-S ward."*2
Nowadays people rarely use the word reverse but instead call it "New-S ward" but my grandparents still call it Reverse-S ward.

The reason it has "Reverse" in front of the name shows it hasn't got very good connotations to it.
The "Reverse" in this case implies that it is a Buraku-related area*3.
When I was a high schooler, the schools in such areas still gave lessons on discrimination against the Buraku.
(I'm only trying to tell my story and not trying to promote discrimination against the Buraku)

A few years ago, a boy (I'll call him A) went missing (although he was found to have committed suicide later).
I am originally from S ward. A was from Reverse-S ward but he went to a school in S ward.
He was my friend; we were good friends until he started bullying a particular student.
And that student was no other than me. No one around me stopped him. Not only did they not stop, but they also pretended nothing was happening, as if we were invisible to them.
Even when I begged him to stop he wouldn't stop hitting and kicking me. It all started suddenly, out of the blue, and I initially thought he was just looking for a fight and I hit him back, but unfortunately there was a big difference in our physical builds and strength.
The next day he again suddenly started beating me. Without any reasons. I asked him why he was doing it but he never answered me.
He always had a faint smile on his face as he hit me and that made it even scarier.

Then suddenly A stopped coming to school. I was so relieved.
But after such an incident, no one at school really wanted to come near me anymore. It was my first real taste of isolation.
I was surrounded by so many people yet I felt so utterly alone. One day, after three weeks of A's absence, our class tutor told me he wanted to have a talk with me.
This is the conversation we had:

Tutor "You were good friends with A, am I right?"
Me "Not really...."
Tutor "Hmmm.... You weren't bullying him?"
Me "Huh?What?? Me?? Or  you mean A was bullying me???"
Tutor "No, you. I won't say anything to anyone so tell me truthfully. I promise you won't get into trouble."
Me "No way, me???"

That time I honestly didn't understand what he was on about. In the tutor's mind somehow I was the one who was bullying him.
So I decided to set the record straight.

Me "I didn't really want to tell you this, but I was the one who was bullied... I was hit and kicked in front of other students..."
Tutor "You sure?? You?? Other students were watching??"
Me "Of course. But why did you think I was bullying him? Who told you that?"
Tutor "Well... Nothing. Forget it."

There was something obviously strange in his manner. He looked perplexed. For the next few moments we were both silent.
Then the tutor suddenly spoke.

Tutor "A's been, as you know, absent from school, right? I don't know what he's been doing but he seems to be refusing to come to school. I've called his home but his parents would always answer me and tell me he is not at home."
Me "......."
Tutor "And then, yesterday I could finally get through to him and I asked him what's been happening with him. What A told me then was that he was afraid of you."
Me "Eh?? Me???"
Tutor "Hmmm...Yes, he says he's scared of you and won't listen to me."
Me "Wait a minute, me? It's the opposite. I'm the one who is afraid of A."
Tutor "Right. OK. I understand. I'll just ask you one more time but you really aren't bullying him?"
Me "No, I'm not."

That was our conversation and after that he let me go and I went straight home.

I thought bullying only happened when there were a lot of people against one person. I once saw bullying when I was at junior high school and that image stuck in my mind as a typical example of bullying. You would also sometimes hear a group of students bullying one student by taking money by force or stripping him naked in the toilet. Those were the kind of things I imagined bullying to be. I never imagined only one single person could bully another person. Not only that, he even tried to set the tutor against me!
For the first time in my life I felt a real rage towards someone. I felt it wasn't enough to just hit him. I wanted to murder him. That was how I really felt.

From the following day I started to skip classes. I didn't feel like going there and anyway even if I went I would just be all alone, I thought.
However, during this period I witnessed something terrible which nearly caused me to lose my mind.

Saturday, 5 October 2013

The secret behind the "Have you got the ability to see ghost?" ritual

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The following story reveals a rather disturbing secret behind the popular "Have you got the ability to see ghost?" ritual (you can read about it here, but I suggest you READ THIS POST FIRST).

Ah..Yes, I know.
I can feel you're ready to MURDER ME.

I owe you all a HUGE apology. I didn't know about this when I first posted about the ritual.
I want to emphasize that it is yet unknown whether this story is true or not!


Do you have a strong psychic power?
You can check if you do or not, by the following test.

First, close your eyes and imagine, as vividly as possible, that you are inside your room of the house where you were born ( Either that or you can visualize your own room where you are actually living now, but I don't recommend it).
Next, go out of the room and walk around the whole house, checking every room.
The sitting room, the kitchen, the entryway, the garden, the bathroom....Have you visited all the rooms?
When you are done, go back to the room where you started and open your eyes.
This is the end of the test.

Now you can check the result below:

If you didn't see anyone, that is, if you found no one in the house  -
Unfortunately (?) your psychic power is 0%.
I hope you continue to live peacefully.

If you saw your family members or friends -
Not bad. Your psychic power is 80%.
Do you sometimes hear some sounds or voices that others cannot hear?
By the way the rooms where you met someone emit stronger spiritual energy than the rest of   the house; normally you don't have to worry about it, but it is best if you keep this fact in the back of your mind.

If you met a stranger or someone who is already dead -
You've entered a dangerous zone.
Your psychic power is 120%.
You are a person who has really strong spiritual energy.
If you go to haunted places, you will expose yourself to the danger of possession.
When you talk about or listen to ghost stories, you will naturally attract random spirits that are floating around you, so be careful.
The rooms where you met that someone are the places with especially strong spiritual energy.
Try not to go near those places too often.
If they happen to be children's rooms or bedrooms, I suggest you move out of those rooms and sleep in other rooms.

If you met something the identity of which you absolutely have no idea -
such as white mist, a strange beast or a black shadow - all these "non-human" things -
Very dangerous.
You must not go near those places where you saw them.
Get yourself purified as soon as possible.
Your life depends on it.

And now, I'll come to the gist of the story.
I did this test with my friend T (the one who told us about the test) and K (my friend from high school) and with a couple of other people, as an appetiser before a night of ghost-story-telling party.

I saw no one while doing the test, but there was a guy who said he saw his mother in the kitchen and that got us all excited. But then suddenly K said, "I saw an all-black human-shaped 'thing' on my bed in my apartment." We were in such a high spirit that we began saying, "Let's go see his place!" But I noticed T alone had this look on his face that said, "Oh f**k."
We ended up not going on that day, but I couldn't shake off that image of  T's expression and I asked him what he meant by it the following day.

T confessed to me that it was actually not a test to see if you have an ability to see a ghost, but it's  "a method to make you gain an ability to see something that you shouldn't be able to see," and he also said that something like what K saw was the most dangerous entity.
After that K started skipping classes at college and I haven't heard from him since.
What I heard from another person who was a close friend of K was that after the party K started saying odd things like, "The black thing was really there.... It keeps staring at me...." and he gradually lost his mind and is now getting treatment in the hospital.....

Friday, 4 October 2013

Miffy, what are you eating?

Here's another CUTE picture of our little Miffy.

To those of you who are craving to read another horror story, my sincerest apologies. I promise you will get what you desire from me soon!

Tuesday, 1 October 2013