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One thing that really got to me was when i was about 15, still at school here in London. Every day me, my bro and a few mates used to get the tube to school in the monrnings. There would always be this old guy who got on the train for one stop or so, and he would always sit near us and stare at us. Obviously we thought this guy was some kind of weirdo (maybe a pedo or something), so we started sitting in different carriages, or getting on different trains (and at different times), yet he always seemed to find us. We also got the train home from school as well and he started turning up, after a few weeks of this, on our trains home as well. At this point we were seriously considering either complaining, changing methods of transportation, or even confronting him. Anyway, after another week of this shit, he sat right next to my brother, at which point he said to the old guy to fuck off and leave us alone. The old guy simply said to him "You know what you did" and got off at the next stop. We didn't see him ever again on our trains, and I had nearly forgot about him when i found an old newspaper under my bed, with the article about an old man gone missing. It was only then i realised that the old man was the same guy my family had run over and secretly buried the body the year before!

 

... the fuck man

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One thing that really got to me was when i was about 15, still at school here in London. Every day me, my bro and a few mates used to get the tube to school in the monrnings. There would always be this old guy who got on the train for one stop or so, and he would always sit near us and stare at us. Obviously we thought this guy was some kind of weirdo (maybe a pedo or something), so we started sitting in different carriages, or getting on different trains (and at different times), yet he always seemed to find us. We also got the train home from school as well and he started turning up, after a few weeks of this, on our trains home as well. At this point we were seriously considering either complaining, changing methods of transportation, or even confronting him. Anyway, after another week of this shit, he sat right next to my brother, at which point he said to the old guy to fuck off and leave us alone. The old guy simply said to him "You know what you did" and got off at the next stop. We didn't see him ever again on our trains, and I had nearly forgot about him when i found an old newspaper under my bed, with the article about an old man gone missing. It was only then i realised that the old man was the same guy my family had run over and secretly buried the body the year before!

 

LOL, credible story.

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One thing that really got to me was when i was about 15, still at school here in London. Every day me, my bro and a few mates used to get the tube to school in the monrnings. There would always be this old guy who got on the train for one stop or so, and he would always sit near us and stare at us. Obviously we thought this guy was some kind of weirdo (maybe a pedo or something), so we started sitting in different carriages, or getting on different trains (and at different times), yet he always seemed to find us. We also got the train home from school as well and he started turning up, after a few weeks of this, on our trains home as well. At this point we were seriously considering either complaining, changing methods of transportation, or even confronting him. Anyway, after another week of this shit, he sat right next to my brother, at which point he said to the old guy to fuck off and leave us alone. The old guy simply said to him "You know what you did" and got off at the next stop. We didn't see him ever again on our trains, and I had nearly forgot about him when i found an old newspaper under my bed, with the article about an old man gone missing. It was only then i realised that the old man was the same guy my family had run over and secretly buried the body the year before!

 

I believe you.

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One thing that really got to me was when i was about 15, still at school here in London. Every day me, my bro and a few mates used to get the tube to school in the monrnings. There would always be this old guy who got on the train for one stop or so, and he would always sit near us and stare at us. Obviously we thought this guy was some kind of weirdo (maybe a pedo or something), so we started sitting in different carriages, or getting on different trains (and at different times), yet he always seemed to find us. We also got the train home from school as well and he started turning up, after a few weeks of this, on our trains home as well. At this point we were seriously considering either complaining, changing methods of transportation, or even confronting him. Anyway, after another week of this shit, he sat right next to my brother, at which point he said to the old guy to fuck off and leave us alone. The old guy simply said to him "You know what you did" and got off at the next stop. We didn't see him ever again on our trains, and I had nearly forgot about him when i found an old newspaper under my bed, with the article about an old man gone missing. It was only then i realised that the old man was the same guy my family had run over and secretly buried the body the year before!

 

That was awesome.

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One thing that really got to me was when i was about 15, still at school here in London. Every day me, my bro and a few mates used to get the tube to school in the monrnings. There would always be this old guy who got on the train for one stop or so, and he would always sit near us and stare at us. Obviously we thought this guy was some kind of weirdo (maybe a pedo or something), so we started sitting in different carriages, or getting on different trains (and at different times), yet he always seemed to find us. We also got the train home from school as well and he started turning up, after a few weeks of this, on our trains home as well. At this point we were seriously considering either complaining, changing methods of transportation, or even confronting him. Anyway, after another week of this shit, he sat right next to my brother, at which point he said to the old guy to fuck off and leave us alone. The old guy simply said to him "You know what you did" and got off at the next stop. We didn't see him ever again on our trains, and I had nearly forgot about him when i found an old newspaper under my bed, with the article about an old man gone missing. It was only then i realised that the old man was the same guy my family had run over and secretly buried the body the year before!

 

Oh god.

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I dunno really.......

 

Perhaps when someone gave me a link to their clan site and it turned out to be gbhax.tk (gave you a trojan and spammed smiley faces+"you are an idiot hahahahahahhaa" and you couldn't close it.

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One thing that really got to me was when i was about 15, still at school here in London. Every day me, my bro and a few mates used to get the tube to school in the monrnings. There would always be this old guy who got on the train for one stop or so, and he would always sit near us and stare at us. Obviously we thought this guy was some kind of weirdo (maybe a pedo or something), so we started sitting in different carriages, or getting on different trains (and at different times), yet he always seemed to find us. We also got the train home from school as well and he started turning up, after a few weeks of this, on our trains home as well. At this point we were seriously considering either complaining, changing methods of transportation, or even confronting him. Anyway, after another week of this shit, he sat right next to my brother, at which point he said to the old guy to fuck off and leave us alone. The old guy simply said to him "You know what you did" and got off at the next stop. We didn't see him ever again on our trains, and I had nearly forgot about him when i found an old newspaper under my bed, with the article about an old man gone missing. It was only then i realised that the old man was the same guy my family had run over and secretly buried the body the year before!

 

Pshh, even I'm not that gullible.

 

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Nice to see you've taken an interest in American horror films. But you forgot the part where he kills you at the end!

 

-D2W

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