Creepypasta

This is for Creepypasta hope you (ladies and gentlemen) like this! its Called “I didnt do dat”
Ok,this felt like years ago, but i still cant get over the tragic ‘incident’. About my close friend.i had three friends; Melinda,Max and Will.Max is my close cousin,we would go out with Mel and Will,Mel was the only girl (rather then my snoopy sister) to hangout out with Max ,Will and of course me.And last but not least Will
he didnt speak or talk much, but he did say ‘Hi or bye’
when we saw or met up with him. My group and i we use to go to the playground. And sneak through a small thicket.
There would be a couch tiny stool and a circular small camp fire. We’d sit take turns telling each other stories.
But all that changed one frightful day…So it was my turn to tell a story the prob was that i coudnt recall what my story was about! Mel took over she knew i was struggling. Max said he had do his ‘bussiness’ and left.
It was an hour after midnight and Max hadnt come back.
i shrugged “he’s probably having washroom issues” i thought quitely. Will got up to look for him and when he came back i noticed there was a red stane mark on his right arm.i asked him what was wrong he didnt seem to acknowledge what i asked him. instead he peep out “i didnt do dat” i looked at him “do what Will”? again he didnt say anything. so Mel suggested we all go home Will and her agreed. but i was concerned about Max,Mel told me to ‘relax’.Max knew the town’s ‘inn’s and out’s.only a fool would question him. Next morning i got dressed ate brunch,and headed out.i met up with Mel and Will, but Max
wasnt there.odd he never missed going out with us.Mel said she didnt know where he was either.Will on the other hand was too quite to just ‘not know where Max was’! Mel said she found a newspaper of anonamous murder at : “horton’s park”. funny i scratched my head,thats where we go to met up with my group at the ‘camp fire place’. well..it was getting late i would go and investigate what happened! i thought determindly. Mel told me Will was going to visit her for the night.just as i turned away, i couldnt help but..i thought i saw Will holding something shiny in his right pocket…with the same red stane on his right arm… so i went to “horton’s park”.i went down the path like it was some ‘meeting’,i remember him saying:just gotta do my ‘thing'” as i searched i made a sick discovery…”Max was peirced with a knife through his ribcage!!” ….i nearly through up..at the gross filthy display.i saw a bloody writing on the ground saying:i didnt do dat”i shuddered..and turned away went to the police told them everything.i went home almost crying,”wait till my friends here about this”…the thought lingered inside my mind.so i was at home watching childish ‘barney shows’ at least they’ll get the image out of my head..suddenly my cell phone rang! the vibrations nearly made it fall off the coffee table. i managed to grab it fling the slide open, and stuck it to my ear i heard a paniced heavy breathing:”hey Phil i need your HELP!!” “whats wrong” i asked:” not much time! Will he’s acting really strange…pleeeaaassee you GOTTTA HELP ME!!!….”before i could answer or protest the dial tone gave a dead silence…i hung up, got out and ran to Melinda’s place! as i got there i got a whiff of a horrible smell.i was close to the stairs when again i saw what made me wish i was blind.two corpses of adult bodies laid in the kitchen….i moved on,walked up the steps “i heard a girl scream hysterically!” it almost made me trip on the last step.just as “i went up and what met my eye’s was streight out of a horror movie”! just sheer nightmare:”melinda had a stick impaled right through her!” i nearly fainted.and another writng similar to Max’s demise:’i didnt do dat’.ok i finally had enough!i heard a creek behind me…”i saw.. Will just standing there with a sharp cleave!” i gulped , Will peeped in a eerie voice:i didnt do dat”! i asked him :”why are you doing this?” he didnt answer…just came closer to me..”i ran away from him,down the stairs strieght out that door”! i had never been so glad to run EVER that fast in my life! but now im 32 year old man and this gruesome memory still haunts me today.im a detective now and solve such ‘murderous’ crimes.i was walking along the narrow street,and came across something lying on it’s side.my curiousty got the better of me.so i went over to check it out.i took a stick rolled it over i couldnt believe what my eye’s were seening! a dead body of a male..with his eye’s open! his back was sliced open with a meat cleave.
“man this isnt my night poor guy” i sighed trying not to vomit.then i saw a man sitting nearby on a wooden bench.
reading a ‘times herald newspaper’i turned away to leave and examin the body soon.but i could have sworn at the corner of my eye the man looked VERY similar to Will…and i swear my ears would never deceive me..but i thought i heard the man give a slight chuckle or grisly snicker.and he whispered as quite as he could “i didnt do dat”…

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