Stories thread, anyone?

Stories thread, anyone?

>Be me
>Freshman
>Have crazy science teacher
>Vietnam vet.
>Relatively nice guy though.
>Have Mission: Impossible theme as alarm
>Also incredibly tired
>Rest in peace any filter
>For some reason or another, someone plays the Mission: Impossible theme with teacher nearby.
>In an exhausted attempt to make a joke, I spurt out something I'd regret for the rest of the year
>"You successful triggered a Vietnam flashback!"
>I cringe.
>The teacher goes silent.
>He's never silent.
>He looks at me deadpan
>Goes to desk and starts filing through papers
>He never does this either
>Rest of period is complete silence.
>Apologize after class
>Still feel bad about it to this day
TFW your entire freshman year was shit because of one stupid comment

Bump?

A classic

beautiful

>talking about tards
>my own personnel
Stopped reading right there

Ready for feels?

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prepare for tears.

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This thread is gay.

OP here
good shit so far

bumping for moar

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>Be me
>17
>still a virgin
>After last day in highschool go to party down in town park with drinks.
> Get wasted
>talk to 8/10 qt.
> persuade her to fuck
> go behind a tree on a slope, can see the road from there.
>Amazing time 10/10
>Ejaculate in her, no condom
>so wasted fall backward down hill
> K.Oed
> wake up next morning at bottom of slope alone, covered in mud and blood trousers no where to be seen
>People waking on the bridge are watching me.
>try to stand up
>fail.jpg
>start vomiting
> decide to lie there in my own vomit until police take to the station after a person called them.
No regret

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Anyone lurking?

I feel like this guy was just so down on his luck that going to prison was his best bet to get a stable source of food and shelter

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Actually kek'd

4/4

this may or may not have been me...

Holy fuck

Kek

I don't feel like typing whole story but ill summarize.

>be me
>sophomore in hs
>there was this awkward kid that obv had autism or something wrong
>one of my friends rides the same bus with him
>claims niggers taunt him and pick on him
>then my friend says him and everyone else on he bus heard him say "question is who do i kill first?"
>ohshit.jpg
>i warn some friends on my bus before we enter school that there may be a shooting because of autistic kid
>word gets out
>everyone panics
>i shit you not atleast 300+ kids checked out
>many rumors spread that there was more than one shooter
>KEK.JPG
>my mom calls me, asks if im alright
>i cant do anything but laugh at this point
>she says its not time to joke, and i tell her ill explain when i get home
>later that day after school
>principle expels autistic kid
>all over the news in my city
>mfw i caused mass hysteria and expelled a retard from my school

>THEY KNOW
Rest in peace my sides....

This story is 100% percent true.
>Be me, 18 years of age
>It's graduation night
>My school had this tradition of throwing what was called a "lock-in" party. We'd all go to the community center and enjoy the activities at the event.
>There was laser tag
>Video games
>Probably movies, I cannot recall
>And then there was a hypnotist
>A real hypnotist, not someone's mom who had volunteered to do some shit
>Me, being a complete retard, goes with a bunch of people to get hypnotized
>In our view, there would be nothing more fun
>Some of us didn't really believe in hypnosis and wanted to prove something
>The hypnotist was preforming in the gym
>I sat down in the middle of a row of chairs that was situated in the center of the gym
>I was part of the show along with around 12 others
>The absolute mad man had a camera pointed at me
>Behind me was a table that held speakers that would play weird fucking music
>The hypnotist begins and goes over ground rules
>Tells us to not try to resist
>Tells us that we most likely would not be able to recollect what we are doing
>Tells us some shit about hypnosis being dangerous
>We shrug it off
>With a snap of a finger he is literally able to make people fall asleep
>Everyone in the row fell asleep
>When I heard the snap, I too felt weak and somewhat sleepy
>I wasn't fully asleep and yet I was aware of what was happening. My eyes were open
>He commands me to stand up and to lay down on the floor in front
>He commands me to close my eyes
>My eyes close but I am still awake. I felt my eyelids fluttering. He said to the audience that this was called "rapid eye movement"
>He was getting the volunteers and I to relax, trying to get us to imagine a beach scene
>I couldn't concentrate, I guess, because the other volunteers (with eyes closed) were actually taking off their shirts and acting like they were truly on a beach
>My right hand twitches violently
>At first I thought that I might've been inadvertently been trying to resist. No idea
cont

I like where this could go. go on...

Moar?

did this faggot not even pre-type?

guess not.

continued here
>Hypnotist (let's call him Terry) was able to make the others dance while I was just laying there
>At another point Terry the Hypnotist made the other volunteers think they were in an orchestra
>Once he made someone believe they had lost their navel
>Terry hypnotized someone into believing that he smelled terrible
>Terry saw me trying to get up and directed me to sit in a chair again
>He pulls out a stuffed monkey
>Says some shit, I don't know
>Hypnotizes people to follow the movement of the monkey
>I start to obey as well
>Both of my arms are shaking and twitching
>Nobody else has this going on with them
>Make the monkey dance, he did and we were following
>I fell and convulsed on the floor
>People near me asked if I was all-right
>My speech was slurred
>I did no drugs or alcohol before hand
>I managed to get back in my chair
>The hypnotist didn't seem concerned
>I was still convulsing
>And then the show was over
>And he released the others from whatever hypnosis they had been afflicted with
>But now I found I could scarcely walk
>My communicative ability had degenerated
>I was trying to tell him to release me
>I was falling and spazing out
>People were deeply concerned
>The staff at the event thought I was having a seizure
>Someone asked if I was on drugs
>I felt like I had no control over my fucking body
>I was without balance
>All I wanted was for him to release me
>People asked if I was diabetic
>Someone else asked if I was epileptic
>Fuck me, the ambulance was called
>Staff were holding me down as the ambulance came
>EMTs tested my blood sugar, monitored my heart rate and breathing patterns
>My sugar level was fine
>No drugs in my system
>My breathing was erratic
>My heart beat was erratic
>Fifteen minutes later after trying to control my breathing I managed to stand again
>EMTs wanted me to go to the hospital
>My mom was called, she was unable to decide
>Being 18, I decided not
>I went home
I did not sleep well that night.

>This was literally the worse experience ever
>Don't ever fall for the "hypnosis is fun" mantra

There is a part 2 to this. it isn't pre-typed but it is short. just in case someone is interested

let's hear

>a few months after the first meeting
>a few weeks after the dream
>sitting in study hall

should clarify this was in high school, and she was an exchange student. still think about her.

>own one of those Wacom tablets
>draw on my computer all the time
>never have any homework anyway since all my classes are project based
>so there I am drawing
>chair next to me is open
>someone goes to sit there when someone else says
>"can my friend anonette sit there"
>ohhellno.jpg
>reminding myself of the dream
>"can't talk to her" i tell myself
>she sits down
>pic unrelated i just thought it was neat

cont

sorry, this was a touch longer than expected. almost done.

>the instant she sits down
>I mean the EXACT SECOND she sat down she went silent
>ded silent
>whatdididotodeservethis.gif
>can't talk to her. the dream was too real
>her friend quietly whisper
>"what is it?"
>"its some drawing/painting thing"
>WUT.jpg
>In such denial, i convince myself she isn't talking about me
>I'm the only one drawing
>she whispers again
>not sure why she whispered I had headphones in
>"its really good"
>STILL IN DENIAL
>in the plot twist to end all plot twists
>she talks to me
>thisneverhappens.wut
>the dream was wrong and i'm a dumbass
>talk briefly about what i'm drawing and how long it took
>small talk basically
>she seems generally interested
>on the outside I'm calmly explaining what i'm doing
>on the inside I'm like
>MARRY ME
>never talked to her again
>though on occasion she would comment to her friends about my drawings
>not her but just as beautiful

so all in all it was a happy ending. hows your life Sup Forums ?

That's an... Interesting one

worth the read or nah?

I'd say so, not too climactic, but decent

Any other stories?