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I watched a video by Morbid Zoo called "I want to talk about Elevated Horror" recently and I want to talk about it he...

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My aunt Anna told me a story once. Said it was something her uncle told her when she was a kid. Said he got in troubl...

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There was an old native cemetery behind my cousin's house. We went there often as kids. There was a sound out further...