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Miss Plum
When I visited my grandparents as a child, in between the perfect little country homes with a tidy garden in front and inviting front porch there lay an orchard of plum trees surrounded by a broken down fence.
It was so out of place you couldn't help yourself from noticing it, when it was in view,  you just had to stare. As a young child of eight it fascinated me, I always tried to pass by it when it was possible or even go on little walks to it, until one day when I realized I could simply ask my grandparents about it.
So, of to my grandmother I went, and she told me that's the house of miss plum, apparently she was some what of a recluse and she didn't know her real name.
Apparently when she was very young, miss plum and her sister went out to play by a near by pond in winter, and there they played till sundown. They where warned not to play on the ice as it was dangerous but they didn't listen and the ice broke and both of them went under. As they where drowning and in great pa
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Man of faith.
Well eight years ago I was diagnosed with a life ending disease, doctors told me that I have less then a year to live and that treatment would be useless and just put me on pain killers.
I didn't want to believe it do, so I prayed, then I fasted.
After tree days with no food, barely any sleep and prayer I passed out.
And so I dreamed, but it was not a normal dream but a divine revelation.
In the dream I saw myself wake up in the next morning, go out and buy a stainless steel chain about the length of my height, and about the thickness of my thumb and white chalk. Then I cut my hand and dripped blood on the chalk till it was red. I then wrote the name of an angel on that chain, in the dream I knew how to write all the symbols even do I didn't know what they meant. After the whole chain was marked, every writable surface covered I went to an empty plot of land, dig a deep hole and placed it there in a circle, then put a hand print in the middle, covered the hole and left.
Next morning, a
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Two friends
Good evening /x/, it's been a wile since I had a story for you.
I haven't been able to travel much in recent months so no more stories from far away.
Lucky for me, I kept an eye opened and a story found me, hope you like it.
My most recent job is not much to talk about, nine to five, boring but easy.
One morning driving to work I noticed a big traffic jam, stepped outside my car for a minute to see what was wrong and I saw police standing around. Got back in my car and called my team manager, told him I will be late and why.
As we where slowly moving along I got to hear and see what was the problem. A little boy was hit wile crossing the street. It seems he had the green traverse sign but the driver was going to fast.
He was in an awkward position on the ground, some blood around his head and oranges all around him.
I drove right past him and waited there long enough to have the image permanently burnt in my mind. The cold morning air, the smell of the tarmac heating up in the sun and
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We are still searching.
Good evening fellow readers, the fallowing are some notes I took wile investigating a very interesting German/Dutch cult of Cernunnos.
They had some writings concerning creation and God like beings, they kept the texts because they believed they are derived from older pagan orally transited beliefs. They hope to come across the original and compare it with this later version that was written after Christianity arrived in northern Europe.
I myself never took interest in Christian myths or legends, but I was advised by a friend that I should write this down, so I am.
I shall try and summarize said texts below.
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Flakey
I lived in Guam my whole life, most locals would complain, that it's too remote, to small, no opportunities, that it's boring and many other nonsense.
I always loved it, I loved swimming around it's waters, I liked training or camping on it's beaches, surfing it's waves, this place was heaven for me.
Even when I slept I dreamed of those activities, and when I would wake up I would do them all over again. This is how I spent most of my life and if I could I would do it all over again.
I never like the clubs and crowds other people complained we don't have here, and I have always been the lazy sort, trying to do things slow and easy, at my own pace.
The only thing I didn't like, was when we had bad weather and I had to stay in my home.
I would just make myself some tea, have a smoke or two wile I wrapped myself in a nice warm blanket and watched the stormy sea until it calmed down.
I just turned 21 when I got three days of bad weather, that was way more then I could stand. So I grabbed m
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Hoia Baciu 'We found you'
Does any one here like hiking and exploring?
I do, and when the opportunity to visit one of the most notorious forests in the world came up I didn't waver.
Me and some friends were going to visit 'Hoia Baciu' forest!
As soon as we got close we could tell something was wrong, the air had a sick metallic taste, not something you would expect in a heavily forested rural area.
There where no people around, the closest place to the forest was an abandoned saw mill.
The place had a bad smell and was creepy as hell, no regular wild life, just rats and mosquito's, a lot of them.
We didn't see a bird, a snake anything in two whole weeks hiking in that horrid forest.
We lost about half of our party in the first 3 days.
They said they where feeling sick, couldn't sleep, had head aches and they had to turn back which they did.
Normally I would just call them cowards but I had it too, just not as bad as them I guess.
One girl puked five times in those 3 days and couldn't eat a thing without puking
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Ennadai Wispers
Some time ago I went fishing near Ennadai, the place is in northern Canada. Pretty cold and remote just the way I like it.
Was there for about 2 weeks or so. Everything was going great, planing on staying 3~4 more weeks at least.
But then during one night, I saw something that made me go home in a hurry. It was dark and stormy, really made the little cabin moan and crack.
It was so loud it woke me up so I decided to make some tea and have myself a smoke before heading back to bed.
As I took my mug of mint tea and headed to the window I tried to relax and just watch the storm outside.
I was looking at the trees waving in the wind, kinda hard to make anything out, the moon was covered by clouds and no street lights to speak of.
If your a city person and you never went out of the city, somewhere wild you don't know the kind of dark I am talking about.
Pitch dark, and what little light comes through the clouds seems to taunt and deceive you more then help.
But I couldn't help it, I was try
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1 st part The subway
Any way, this is my story:
I like to take the subway when I get back from work.
No rush hour traffic, no stress. I have myself some tea and read a bit in a coffee shop near my office, then head home. Usually at around 22:00 or close to that, cause the subway shuts down at around 23:00.
Needless to say the subway always made me curious, the fact that I live in Russia and it's forbidden to go down there unless you work for them makes it even more enticing.
One night I forgot the time and was in the station at around 22:45 when a power outage hit.
I always wanted to just go down the tracks and explore. Before the power outage hit they announced the last train, so if I went in after the train which was in the station when the power went out no other train would fallow, just made me realize it was safe for me and a one in a million chance since with the power outage the security cameras would be of!
To my surprise I actually did it!
So after the power came back on I was a wile down, man I f
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Animal cruelty
You know why people behave badly towards dogs?
It's cause their jealous.
Dogs have something we are loosing and in some cases lost already.
They still have their soul, they can still love, hate, be sincere and act on those without hesitation.
We used to be like that but no longer, and we miss it. We want it back, but it's not that easy.
So we act like spoiled kids, hating and being hurtful to some one that has something we want. As if they could give it back, but they can't, they would if they could. Dog's are like that, but they can't.
This we have to get back ourselves.
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2 nd part The subway
It just became more and more decrepit as I went along, less wires and metal, at some point the concrete and metal tracks stopped and the tunnel seemed to end but another smaller one took it's place. This one was only earth and bricks.
To my surprise a figure was in front of me, waving.
I panicked, I was sure he was one of the people chasing me so I stopped, looked back, they where closing in on both sides now.
My heart was racing so fast I felt as if it was about to jump out of my chest.
But the figure in front came closer wile calling to me.
I calmed down, he was speaking.
It was a small guy, with a soft voice:
- Don't be scarred, come with me!
I fallowed, to tiered and scared to talk, I just followed mindlessly. He took me to a very small tunnel on the side of the wall, barely big enough for us to walk down it crunched on all fours.
He hurried me on and told me follow him.
I did, I was starting to calm down, this person seemed friendly and appeared to know what he is doing.
Then the
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The warm house
                               
I was born in a small town, not much opportunity here. I was working in a warehouse close to home,my  situation seemed pretty hopeless. But then, I got a reply from one of the firms I sent my resume to. We had a video call and they gave me the job.
I lived up north so I needed to pack, get ready and all those little details in order to get down south where they had their headquarters. Maybe I should have just flew there since it was pretty far, and the winter was in full swing. But I loved my car and didn't want to go without it. Saved to buy it and took care of it myself, many of you guys out there must understand.
I figure it wouldn't take me more then two days driving, three if I was lazy.
I said my goodbye to my mom and small brother and left.
The drive was, for the first 3 hours, uneventful. But, when I came into this stretch of land bordered by trees on both sides.
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When I visited my grandparents as a child, in between the perfect little country homes with a tidy garden in front and inviting front porch there lay an orchard of plum trees surrounded by a broken down fence.
It was so out of place you couldn't help yourself from noticing it, when it was in view,  you just had to stare. As a young child of eight it fascinated me, I always tried to pass by it when it was possible or even go on little walks to it, until one day when I realized I could simply ask my grandparents about it.

So, of to my grandmother I went, and she told me that's the house of miss plum, apparently she was some what of a recluse and she didn't know her real name.

Apparently when she was very young, miss plum and her sister went out to play by a near by pond in winter, and there they played till sundown. They where warned not to play on the ice as it was dangerous but they didn't listen and the ice broke and both of them went under. As they where drowning and in great pain they felt hands reach for them, hands from underneath.
Hands from under their feet reached to them and pushed them upwards. As they where pushed out out on the shore they looked back and noticed a young emaciated man come out from the lake behind them.
They could barely move from the cold and even do they knew the young man helped them and he had a kind smile they tried to run from him.
For some reason he instilled a sense of dread, of mindless fear.
But they where in no position to move, and soon enough they passed out.
Soon they awoke near a big camp fire covered with animal furs and dried fruits near their heads.
They got up, eat the fruits and noticed on the other side of the fire, the young man was sitting. Back turned to them, overlooking the lake.
Miss plum wanted to speak but her sister hushed her as she ran away giving looks back for her sister to fallow.
But miss plum was determined to thank their savior and so she did. He turned towards her, smiled and said:
''-Why aren't you a polity young lady, but my help is not free, you have to repay me!''
Miss plum smiled and promised to do anything the man asked, he only asked her to ''never trow away the seeds from any plums you eat''. Needless to say both sisters thought he was joking as they left. A sort of kind way of saying it was my pleasure.
As the girls where worried what every one would say if they talked about a young man in the woods with them, they kept it a secret.
Next autumn miss plum did exactly as the man asked her to, she kept all the seeds from any plums she eat and she planted them all in her parents orchard. Her sister however laughed at her and never kept even one.
Until one night when her sister vanished. All the villagers looked and asked but she was nowhere to be found. Many years passed till miss plum told the story of that winter day, and nobody knows if they are related. But after some years miss plum didn't really care any more, she loved those trees either way.
Well eight years ago I was diagnosed with a life ending disease, doctors told me that I have less then a year to live and that treatment would be useless and just put me on pain killers.
I didn't want to believe it do, so I prayed, then I fasted.
After tree days with no food, barely any sleep and prayer I passed out.
And so I dreamed, but it was not a normal dream but a divine revelation.
In the dream I saw myself wake up in the next morning, go out and buy a stainless steel chain about the length of my height, and about the thickness of my thumb and white chalk. Then I cut my hand and dripped blood on the chalk till it was red. I then wrote the name of an angel on that chain, in the dream I knew how to write all the symbols even do I didn't know what they meant. After the whole chain was marked, every writable surface covered I went to an empty plot of land, dig a deep hole and placed it there in a circle, then put a hand print in the middle, covered the hole and left.
Next morning, after the dream I did exactly as I saw myself do, and it was eerie. Can't explain it    but, it felt ... After that I was very tiered and went to sleep, then I had another dream. This time a young man showed me a map and told me to go somewhere and wait, and asked me not to lose faith for God has seen me.
I went, not like I had much to lose any way, and this whole experience, It invigorated me, it made my sickly body feel strong again. The faith I kept for so long was now proved, I had actual evidence and help, I was not wrong all these years, I was happy.
Not even death seemed that bad now, cause I knew there was something else for me after.
The next day I went, the location was a small monastery and I joined the monks there, with my new found joy I spent two very good years, even do my illness was getting worst I refused to take any pills, I refused to take the help of man, who was so quick to consider me dead. It was hard but I managed, my faith only grew with all the pain I felt.
Then one night I had another dream, I was told to take gasoline and a candle and set a building on fire at a certain date, and at a certain time.
I did so, the building lit up in mere moments and there where people screaming, jumping out the windows, it was chaos.
The strain of the journey, the illness and my weekend state made me very weak. I found shelter in a near by building and there I passed out, probably for many hours since I started the fire at ten in the morning and now the sun was setting. I slowly woke up, and as I was focusing on the still burning building an explosion shook the ground, and in the place of the explosion I saw a man, the man from my dream with his arms outstretched to me. Now it all made sense, I remembered this area of town, I was here before, a lot changed but this was definitely the place!
I quickly went out of the building I took shelter in and ran towards the still burning building. The fire fighters and police didn't let me get close, but I waited, by morning most people had left and I was able to make my way inside. Where the explosion had been I saw a great hole in the floor, I knew what I had to do, I dug with my hands and I found the chain I put there so many years ago, as I pulled it out from the earth it shattered, like clay pottery, and I passed out right there.
That was six years ago, and that day in the hospital my doctors told me I had no trace of the disease they said would kill me. They asked me to let them ran tests, I refused, I knew what happened and I still know.
After that I went back to the monastery and dedicated my life to God fully, my faith has not diminished and now I know I only need to ask and I shall receive, and with each day the easier it is to hear God's message rs, the easier it is for me to see them. They are all around, they are everywhere and since that day it is so very easy for me to know when they are near.

May God bless you all.

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