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Imagine…a captivating barrage of flowers, dancing careful enough to follow the breeze. Red, yellow, green, all the colors, revolving each other like the planets and the sun, right in front of you. Would you reach out? Touch them? Rest your bones among their serenity, and pray to your God that they save your wounded soul? What if your God doesn’t answer? What if he simply shows his grin from the gorgeous skies, laughing at your pitiful begging? Would you risk crumpling those beautiful flowers for vengeance? Rip them from the ground? Would you simply release your energy to them, sighing as they wilt blissfully? Even death, at its most cruel, can be beautiful. Even Gods, at their most righteou

Can I have advice? My daddy is new to being a daddy and I want help him. Any advice for helping a new CG? Thanks yew!!! :3

Part 1 Here: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/ao60wv/i_work_at_a_manufacturing_company_i_think_we/?utm_source=reddit-android

So I guess by now you're saying, "why didn't you run?" Well the answer is simple, I needed the money. See, I had been down on my luck for months by then, living solely on what was left in the savings account my mother left me before she passed away. Needless to say, being an independent adult in the 21st century isn't without it's hardships. But anyways, you're not here for my sob story, you're here about my job story.

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So as I stepped into the Iron Room, I noticed something strange. Nearly everything in this room was...misplaced. He had a po

Let me start from the beginning. My name is Moxie, and no, that isn't a nickname, and I applied for RESET Manufacturing back in December. I got a call back immediately after submitting my application, and I don't mean days, I mean sheer minutes after submitting it. I answered the phone hastily, and a raspy voice on the other line asked me to verify my identity with my birthday. I of course gave them the information, and the phone was filled with an uncomfortable silence. Then, "You are verified." The line went dead, and I was confused. Does that mean I got the job?

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Just then, I heard a notification appear on my phone. "Welcome to your new position! We are very excited to hav

Hey all! I'm having my wedding reception next weekend, and I have a pretty short fro that I wear from day to day. Do you guys know of any styles I can use to spruce my hair up for the special day? I'm not opposed to using heat, but I'd prefer not to since it's August and we live in Arkansas. Suggestions? If you have any links, please share them as well! Thanks!

https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/8s2hve/memories_crannies_1/

I thought I was dead. I know I’ve said it before, but I mean it. I thought I was dead. My eyes stung from the brightness of the beam that warded off that…monster, I couldn’t bear to open them, which aided on my distress of my well-being. I felt around me, a sigh of relief escaping my lips as I am able to move them. Believe me when I tell you, I thought I was dead.

“Clover!” I called out, my voice still raspy from restricted screams caught in my throat from last night, visions of that terror swirling through my brain. “Come here boy!”

I wait for

**DISCLAIMER: THIS IS LONG WINDED IM SORRY*

It would be very innate to assume that my mental capacity was less than sound after the succeeding story, but may I remind you that it is not until AFTER these events that you should begin to judge my reliability.

I, Cameron Prince, being of sound body & mind, do give permission for this tale to be released to the press as a cautionary measure upon my demise.

It is as follows:

At the ripe age of 18, it excited me to be so independent and free. I felt as if I could take on the world, I was living the high life, the best I could at least. Sure, I wasn’t a college scholar, and I didn’t have a career planned out for me either, but