3 Very Disturbing VIDEO TAPE Horror Stories [NoSleep Stories]

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number one a few details before I start my story I live in Northern California in a small town house with my girlfriend I've decided to change the names of both people and places just to be cautious I don't want anyone going out to the beach I was at trying to dig out clues and instead find the trouble that I found I'm sorry this is so long I've tried to keep it as brief as possible you have to understand that I've barely slept at all in days and it's difficult for me to keep my thoughts in order Saturday March 26th John and I found the camcorder half buried in the sand on Stinson Beach when I picked it up out of the sand water leaked out from inside the camcorder san was packed into every crevice and the battery pack was missing I drawed it off with a beach towel pop the cassette drive open there was a digital cassette cartridge inside it had a yellow plastic head and a Panasonic logo but no label or sticker attached it seemed like the king quarter itself was pretty much trashed but we figured it still might be possible to recover the data on the tape itself I had an older Sony digital camcorder at home that used the same type of tape I took the tape and camcorder inside with me when John dropped me off at home later that day I sat down at my computer desk and forgot all about it for almost a week Thursday March 31st John came over again next Thursday and saw on my desk I told him I had forgotten about it and hadn't even tried to play back the tape yet we popped it into my Sony camcorder and hooked it up to my PCs firewire port opened up Roxio is a video capture application and told it to scan the tape for footage only one scene appeared on the screen I will describe it to you as best as I can recall a few feet in front of the camera as a woman her back as to the camera and she is walking down a narrow dirt path possibly even a deer trail tall dry grass and small bushes line either side of the path based on the lighting it's most likely sometime in the early morning or evening the sky is cloudless and tinged with a soft orange color other than the shuffle of her footsteps the only thing that can be heard is seagulls crying and the soft sound of ocean waves breaking against the shore in the distance she's wearing what used to be a one-piece swimsuit the top half has been ripped or cut apart and now hangs down off her hips she is naked from the waist up dozens of ugly red welts and cuts across her back it looks like she had been whipped or beaten badly with a stick a length of thin rope more like a twine has been used to bind her hands behind her back the twine has wound so tightly against her wrists that you can see her hands have begun to turn a shade of blue from lack of circulation the twine is cutting into her skin and small rivulets of blood have run down her hands and fingers and dripping onto the dirt trail behind her during the course of the scene she only takes a few dozen steps the clip is only 30 seconds long right before the clip ends a man's voice can be heard are you filming it you better not be filming yet I told you to wait till we get inside and then the clip ends John and I were both unsettled by that short scene on the tape someone's home video had gone horribly wrong I tried to copy the clip to my computer but every time we played the file back it was just a mess of scrambled green lines with no audio John took the tape with him when he went home later that evening he wanted to try to use his macbook and his parents camcorder to see if he was able to recover the clip he said that maybe it was just a problem with my firewire cable it was the last time I ever saw him Friday April 1st at this point I can't think of any unusual happenings a normal Friday workday no different from dozens of other Friday's before it I called John to ask him about the tape but he said he hadn't had the time to look at the tape again but he was going to stop by his parents house after work and borrow their camcorder for the weekend Sunday April 3rd John calls me it was in the evening sometime before 7:00 I think he sounded excited and tells me that he was able to get the clip saved onto his Mac the video plays back but the sound is missing I tell him to upload the video online but he wants more time to try to get the audio working - Wednesday April 6th unable to get a hold of John for two days calls are going straight to voicemail finally he calls me a Wednesday just as I'm getting ready to leave work I don't think I noticed it at the time but looking back on the events his voice sounded odd there was almost no inflection to his speech it was flat and emotionless I thought he was calling about the tape but when I asked he told me it wasn't important anymore he said that he found something and we needed to go back to the beach it takes almost 2 hours to get to Stenson from my house and I told him that there was no way I was able to get out there on a weeknight after work and even if I could I would be nearing dark by the time we got out of there for some reason this seemed to make him angry I promised I would go on Saturday with him he said he needed to go that night and there was something very important he kept saying that he had something to show me I asked what but he said I had to see it for myself finally he called me a stubborn asshole and hung up Thursday April 7th John won't answer my calls his voicemail says his inbox is full and won't accept any more new messages Friday April 8th when I get have to take a shower in the morning there was a small amount of wet sand spread out on the bottom of the tub I think that maybe sara has only now gotten to rinsing her bathing suit from the time we were at the beach two weeks ago although I don't see her suit hanging up to dry anywhere in the bathroom it's mildly puzzling but I forget about it as soon as I leave for work only now do I realize it was the start of the strange occurrences that were about to drive me into a frantic state that I'm currently in today later at work my phone chimes indicating that I have a new voicemail I hadn't noticed the phone was ringing but this isn't entirely unusual as I don't have the best reception inside the office it's certainly not the first time this has happened i dial into my voicemail and it's a message from John he sounds calm no hint of his previous anger I'm going back to Stenson again tomorrow morning meet me there there is something I want to show you I finish up my workday and go home I decide to tell Sara about the tape and how it's making John act very strange but when I get home she still hasn't gotten back from work I make myself dinner and watch TV and there's still no sign of her I call up her work and they tell me she left when her shift ended at 4:00 p.m. I call her mom in LA to ask if she's heard any word from Sara but she hasn't and seems as worried as I am I fall asleep on the couch watching TV Sara was still gone when I woke up on Saturday morning with Sara missing there's no way I can go meet up with John I go online and try to find any reports of traffic accidents on Friday evening finally I decide to call the sheriff's office they told me that I can file a missing persons report there is no waiting period to do so I give them all the details and they promise to call me back as soon as they hear something Sara's mom calls me again in the evening she's very upset that no one can find any trace of her daughter Sunday April 10th I woke from the most vivid nightmare and the early hours of Sunday morning in the dream I'm sleeping in my bed I wake up and I'm freezing cold the bed is totally soaked with nearly frozen water and it reeks of salt and seaweed everything is wet the mattress the pillows the blankets everything my arms are wrapped around Sara and her body is just as cold as the water possibly even colder I prop myself up and turn on the lamp next to the bed sara is asleep on her side with her back to me and I see that her arms have been bound behind her back with twine it's turned her hands blue and there's blood seeping out from the cuts in her wrists I am paralyzed by absolute terror the kind you can only experience in a dream slowly Sara rolls from her side onto her back and I see her face it's her but she looks deformed her face is too broad and her nose looks flattened and smashed almost like she's pressed up against a piece of glass her eyes are bright and shiny her mouth has locked into a terribly wide grin there are far too many teeth inside her mouth she tells me there's something she needs to show me I wake up in an empty bed bathed in sweat and tangled in the bed covers I swear I can still smell the ocean eventually I leave the house to get food on my return I noticed wet sandy footprints leading from the grassy lawn right up to my front door there's a wet piece of twine wrapped tightly around my door handle when I untie it I noticed my hands have been stained a dull red Monday April 11th I couldn't sleep I called into work and told him that I was feeling sick I lay on the couch all day watching TV and I have no appetite at some point I must have dozed off I woke up and the TV was blaring noise a local news report was on and a reporter was yelling almost screaming his news report it was a story about hundreds of dead bodies washing up on the beach last night all of them with her hands bound behind their backs he then looks directly into the camera almost like he's looking right at me and says you need to get to the beach there's something I need to show you the TV turns off my apartment is freezing and I can smell salt water Tuesday April 12th another night of fitful sleeping but at least no more dreams I am exhausted from stress and lack of sleep it's difficult to keep my thoughts in order I called my work and told them that I was still sick for some reason I didn't want them to know about my missing girlfriend in the evening a deputy from the sheriff's called me he told me that they found a Sierra's car abandoned in a parking lot near Stinson Beach I tried asking him more questions but he seemed a very elusive and wouldn't give me any straight answers I hope they don't consider me a suspect in her disappearance he told me that I needed to meet them at Stinson first thing tomorrow morning so they could ask me some questions shouldn't they want to question me at the sheriff's office before he hung up he told me that it was imperative that I be at Stinson tomorrow morning he said there was something he needed to show me I called Sarah's parents and her dad answered the phone I told them about the deputy finding her car he said it wasn't important anymore and that it was going to be okay just make sure you meet with the deputy tomorrow morning okay there is something you need to see Tuesday April 13th another nightmare god I hope it was a nightmare I'm so tired from not sleeping it's hard to tell what's real and what isn't and the dream I was lying in bed the clock said 328 a.m. I woke up to a soft tapping noise coming from the bedroom window I tried to ignore it and go back to sleep I hear the tap two more times and then Sara's voice Walter I know you're in there please let me in there's something I want to show you Walter the bedroom window is on the second floor I ran downstairs my gaze locked onto the floor afraid of what I might see outside the window even though the blinds were drawn closed I fled into the small guest bedroom on the first floor and locked the door behind me I didn't sleep for the rest of the night the house is filled with a smell of sea water again stronger than before Wednesday April 14th I am terrified and nearly mad with the need for sleep I don't know what to do or who to ask for help I know I can't stay locked in this room all day I've decided to write all this down and post it online someplace where I know people can read it but possibly won't take it seriously I'm afraid I won't make it back home ever again but I have to go down to Stinson I have to talk to the sheriff he's already called me twice asking me where I am and if he shouldn't just send someone to pick me up and drive me down there hopefully everything will work out okay and I'll be back home later this evening hopefully number two as an only child growing up in Clarence Iowa at most times I found myself playing alone in my backyard or sitting in front of my television watching whatever we had on VCR DVD players had already been out for years at the time but my father was working as a mechanic and some random guy's garage and we really couldn't afford to buy a DVD player I had to resort to VHS tapes but at least my mother would take me to the used game store which also sold VHS tapes and DVDs every once in a while I became addicted to owning VHS tapes even as a six-year-old boy and honestly I still AM to this day the Disney and Tim Burton films were my absolute favorites I just could not get enough of Toy Story and a Lion King my grandmother had given me four tapes as an early birthday gift I don't remember the other two but I do remember receiving all dogs go to heaven and one I had never heard of called where children play there was a man in some kind of pig costume on the cover which was kind of like Mickey Mouse but instead of a mouse it was a pig he was wearing overalls as part of the costume there were children surrounding him and in the background was a playground the title was displayed on the cover and those hideous colors from the 90s sorry if he ever had to sport those colors back in the day according to the back of the cover the tape consisted of three episodes it took me a few days before I decided to actually watch the tape I admit I was kind of horrified by the creepiness of a pig but I popped the tape in nonetheless it started out with birds chirping and her friendly melody playing as the man in the pig costume walked awkwardly down a street children follow behind him walking just as awkwardly hold G he said suddenly oh I didn't see you there they continued walking we're on our way to the playground care to join us they were moving but they didn't look like they were actually going anywhere because they passed by the same park bench and trees over a dozen times the birds chirping was clearly some kind of loop because it was the same chirping sound over and over again well let's go the pig man yelled just before the scene switched to the playground hello boys and girls he said as he stood in a circle surrounded by children hello mr. pig eaten the children yelled back the next few minutes was nothing but children and the pig man singing songs I recognized all of the songs they sung except one that I had never heard before apparently it was the theme song to the movie the lyrics of the chorus went like this it's where the children played together and be best friends forever Hyde and I would try to find you we really loved each other nothing could be better than spending forever with you the melody of the song was the same as the melody from the start of the tape there were adults in the background sitting on benches while either watching the children or reading a book or newspaper I'm assuming they were the children's parents after they got done singing they played games such as hide-and-seek kickball tag and hopscotch it was just an innocent children's show and I really enjoyed it the pig man no longer creeped me out he actually reminded me of Barney the Dinosaur with all the life lessons he would share and approved to be very educational usually the children would wave goodbye to the pig man as they would head off home with their parents as another episode started but that didn't quite happen after the second episode instead the third episode started out in some dark room with a dim light flickering on and off there was a man in the corner of the room with his back turn from the camera he was completely motionless as he hummed the melody to the show's theme song after a while the humming turn into loud singing and he would get louder and louder before the door swung open showing an agitated man with a wooden baseball bat shut the hell up you fucking pig the man yelled before throwing a slice of bread into the room the guy moved from the corner of the room and crawled his way to the bread sniffing it before shoving it down his throat he then stood up and dragged himself to the door more he yelled pounding on the door I want more get the hell away from the door a muffled voice yelled from the other side but daddy I want more it was odd hearing such a manly voice calling out daddy get the hell away from the door the muffled voice yelled even louder the guy finally walked away from the door and sat in the middle of the room where there was a pile of toys daddy is such a meanie isn't he teddy the guy asked a stuffed bear your zoos he replied to himself but in a different voice he grabbed the toy car from the pile vroom vroom he said as he slid the car across the room the scene suddenly cut to a different setting this time it was the pig man standing alone in the street while slowly dancing to his own humming there were three ambulances in the background and I watched as they carried a dead person into one of them at that point I should have termed it off but I simply could not stop watching I was staring into his dark eyes as he spun round and round I felt so real as if I was there in that Street watching him he then stopped dancing and turned to the camera Shh he whispered with his finger pressed to his lips before continuing his awkward creepy dancing the scene cut back to the room where the guy was playing with the toys this went on for almost ten minutes before his father walked in give me those goddamn toys his father said picking them up one by one you're too old for this shit but daddy he cried please please let me keep teddy he followed behind his father who left the room so lambing the door shut on the way out the guy sat on the floor crying before he suddenly stopped at least I still have you Toby he said but there was nobody else in the room you'll never leave me will you he stood from the floor and laid down on his bed I had a dream last night mr. picky Tim was real and all of us children were dancing and singing along with him you were there too Toby it was the best dream I ever had he tucked himself under the thin white sheets one day I'm gonna have my own town we're only children can play and nobody else just us children and mr. pig e10 muffled sounds of yelling could be heard from outside the room mommy and daddy are arguing again he turned to his side facing the dirty white wall and began to loudly sing the show's theme song he would get louder and louder as the muffled yells continued louder and louder he would get before the door swung open and the agitated man his father walked into the room holding a bat I told you to shut the hell up didn't I he yelled before swinging the bat hitting his son in the head he was knocked unconscious and dragged out of the room by his father a trail of blood following behind them the scene cut to a guy sitting in the corner of the room his head turned back to the camera there was a giant bruise on the back of his head he was rocking slowly back and forth lightly banging his head off the wall his father then walked into the room you quit that damn banging you hear he said before throwing a slice of bread on the floor the guy crawled over to the bread showing his face to the camera his father made sure he wouldn't be able to speak he wouldn't be able to sing that song again he had stitched his mouth shut his father laughed at him as he desperately tried to eat the bread he then left the room and the guy stood up from the floor before the tape cut yet again to a scene of the pig man standing alone in the middle of an abandoned playground it was foggy out and it was almost completely silent the only thing that could be her was the singing of children as it echoed through the old playground they were singing the show's theme song the pig man was completely motionless staring into the camera with his dark eyes before finally making a movement he put his finger on his lips and he whispered Shh after the pig man had disappeared the tape had cut back to the room and what I saw finally made me decide to turn it off the guy was hanging from the ceiling by his neck his mouth was still stitched shut as his body moves slowly side to side the camera then began to move clearly somebody was moving it as the camera turned to the other side of the room I noticed the pig costume set neatly on the floor its dark eyes were staring into the camera the scene then changed to a bathroom where I noticed that pig man was holding the camera in his right hand and a butcher knife in the other his costume was stained in blood appearing as if he had just swatted an animal I turned the tape off right afterwards but everything I saw on the tape already pierced into my mind as something I would have nightmares about almost every night I didn't tell my mother about the tape nor did I tell her about the nightmares that it caused I can remember the nightmares very clearly as if I'm not allowed to just forget about them forever it's as if they were planted in the back of my mind and are never completely gone on one of those nights when I drifted off into a nightmare I found myself alone in a silent town that looked to be abandoned the walls of the buildings as well as the sidewalks had writing on them words such as mr. pig eaten and play were drawn with chalk there were also random names written as well the most disturbing was a large drawing of the pig man it was drawn on the walls of an abandoned candy store below that were the words well let soul have some food the street lights flickered every other minute as the Sun hid behind the clouds keeping the town a bit gloomy I continued walking unsure of where to go but desperate to get back home as I walked I could hear laughing children echo all around me and then the melody of the theme song echoed along with them looking ahead I saw something or someone standing off in the distance it took me a dozen extra steps to see who it was i stood in fear when I noticed the Pigman and his blood-stained costume watching me with a butcher knife in his hand he just watched me staring with the darkness of his eyes paralyzing me I heard him breathing I felt his breath hit my cold pale face even though I was still a distance away he finally made a movement as he put his finger to his mouth and whispered Shh the whispered echoed past the abandoned barbershop past the pizza shop and right through me he then disappeared leaving me alone in the abandoned town but not for too long I felt his breath as it hit the back of my neck I turned around to complete darkness a darkness that I would soon realize were his eyes it was completely silent but his high-pitched voice broke that silence well hello Greyson he said before I finally woke up from that nightmare it was only a dream but it felt so real I had many different nightmares involving the pig man but none were as terrifying as the dream I had a few weeks after watching the tape I was in a bedroom walls written on with markers and crayons I got out of the bed that needless to say was not my own and I made my way into the hall I heard singing of children as their voices echoed from room to room I looked in each of the rooms as I walked by noticing nothing but toys and colorful written walls I heard the music playing the music from the tape and I walked into a room noticing it was coming from an old radio next to that old radio was a diary with mr. pig eaten drawn on the cover I opened the diary and read the first page mr. pig eaten said this is my new home I like it here I have so many toys he said that I can stay here forever and ever I love my new home mr. pig eaten gave me a choo-choo train he made it for me and I liked it a lot I miss my mommy and daddy but Mr piggy tin said I can never see them again it's okay because mr. pig Eaton said that I can have any toy I want I can hear my mommy she's crying for me to come home mr. pig eaten said that if I was a good boy I could go home I don't believe him I closed the book and the dark eyes of mr. pig eaten crept into my head I didn't want to read his name because every time I did I would picture him standing off in the distance holding a blood-covered knife in his hand I walked out of the room trying to shake him from my head but that was impossible because he was standing right at the end of the hall I was not imagining at that time he slowly walked up to me he was holding a blue remote-control racecar in his arms I backed up until my back hit the wall he stood right in front of me head tilted hello Greyson he said in his goofy high-pitched voice made this just for you I opened the staircase door and ran down the stairs I looked behind me noticing mr. Pig eaten following me don't run Greyson I only want to play with you I continued running it isn't safe to run down the stairs I remembered him saying that in the videotape watch me do a Grayson left foot right foot left foot right foot still I continued running I ran through the door at the bottom of the stairs and ran down the hall until I saw somebody in one of the rooms it looked like a young boy he was wearing blue and white striped pajamas and just stood there staring out the window with his back turned to me I looked back hearing mr. Piggott ins voice echo out from behind the staircase door as he continued left foot rough foot left foot right foot I went inside the room despite the creepy kids staring out of his window and I locked the door behind me I slowly walked towards the kid and tapped his shoulder he pointed outside I glanced out of the window and saw nothing but an old abandoned theater I looked around the room noticing the writing was different from every other room I had been in I want more was written all over the walls the kid finally turned from the window and I noticed his mouth was stitched shut he had a nametag that read hello I'm Evan he picked up a blue marker from the floor and wrote on the wall pointing at his writing afterwards this is where the children play he wrote there was a loud knock at the door and it shook the entire room the kid sat in the corner covering his ears as he continually knocked his head against the wall the pounding continued as I tried opening the window the door eventually creaked open and a piece of bread was thrown into the room the kid Evan ran over to the bread and tried desperately to eat it but his mouth had been sewn shut there was no way he could he then stood up and walked to the window he stood there and pointed out I looked again noticing nothing but the old theater I got closer to the window trying to find what it was he wanted me to see I noticed through the reflection on the window a nametag on my shirt hello i'm grayson it read mr. pig eaten suddenly appeared on the other side I made this for you Greyson his muffled voice said as he held the toy car up to the window that's when I woke up it still baffles me to think how I could still so vividly remember those nightmares my 7th birthday finally came a day later we had a party at the local playground and for obvious reasons I didn't want to be anywhere near a playground I apparently had no choice it was too late to have anywhere else everything was okay at first that is until I opened my gifts I received more VHS tapes from my parents and grandmother I also received clothes and toys but what really scared me was the last present I opened my mother read the writing on the tag to Grayson she read it had no other name on it so nobody knew who it was from but they had given it to me anyway I opened it noticing it was a box but it's what was inside the box that frightened me I opened it and pulled out a blue remote-control racecar I looked up from the table we were sitting at and saw a group of kids sitting in a circle nearby in the middle of that circle was the pig man he was watching me staring at me with his dark eyes he put his finger to his lips and then whispered Shh the children were singing that goddamned song that I had grown so horrified of I ran to my mother who had no idea what was going on and I just laid in her arms watching mr. pig e10 as he watched me I never returned to any playground ever again years went by and the nightmares finally stopped the Pigman was abandoned in the back of my mind where he stayed there until a few months ago I was cleaning out my closet looking for old VHS tapes I could give to the local goodwill I thought that my mother had thrown it out but apparently it was here it was here all this time I didn't remember much about it at first the only thing I remembered was that I was really horrified by it for some reason I put the tape in the donation box and kept the Box in the closet until I went to the goodwill the next day the next morning I woke up to a song being played from the living room I remembered the song but I couldn't quite put my finger on where I heard it from I walked into the living room and noticed my son Grady sitting in front of the television what you doing buddy I asked I looked up at the screen and noticed where children play displayed in bright purple teal yellow and pink colors and that's when I saw him mr. pig e10 I remembered how terrified I was of him I told my kid to go make himself a bowl of cereal before school and I sat in front of the television I remembered every detail every detail of the tape even the scenes I had yet to be reunited with even the dreadful nightmares they caused after I dropped Grady off at school I remember leaving off with mr. pig eaten standing in front of the mirror covered in blood after which he left the room and walked through the house with the camera in the living room was a woman laying on the ground bleeding from obvious stab wounds on her back she appeared to be dead as mr. pig eaten passed through the kitchen he stood in front of a decapitated man whose head was a few feet from his body it was hard to tell but I noticed that the man was the agitated father he had visible stab wounds all over his body from his neck down to his ankles mr. pig eaten sat down the camera and leaned over the body with a knife more he screamed as he continuously stabbed the body I one more he kept the knife on the floor picked up the camera and walked toward the front door he was humming to that horrifying song as he left the room leaving behind that brutally murdered corpses of his parents the scene then cut to mr. Piggott end dancing alone in the middle of the street with three ambulances behind him that went on for over an hour even after the ambulances had already left the street lights were flickering and he was there dancing in the middle of the street to the sound of nothing I'm sure in his mind he was dancing to the tune of his theme song after I watched the video I buried it in my bedroom closet keeping it away from my son and anyone else who would mistake it for an actual children's tape I looked up where children play online but I couldn't find anything on it I then searched mr. Peggy 10 and it took me a while before I could actually find something on him I found a forum on Reddit that was posted a few months before it had no replies but it was posted by somebody named KC Brandon Oh 9 here is what she wrote I'm not sure if anybody would believe me and I don't care if you do or not if you've ever heard of anybody named mr. piket in' surely enough you'd have to believe me I first came across mr. piket in when I was 6 years old my mother would take my brother and I to the playground in her hometown mr. Piggott 'n showed up one day appearing from the woods that was near the playground he was a man in a pig costume wearing overalls anyway mr. pig eaten may seem fun and normal at first but he's far from it he's actually a nightmare a nightmare that you cannot escape or wake from he is the reason that some children can sleep at night and the reason that others are mysteriously missing I've had nightmares about him up until I was 10 and then they recently returned I just want to warn any parents out there whose children ever heard or spoke them name mr. Piggott n' he may seem imaginary and you may not be able to see him but i assure you he is real and he is kidnapping children all over the world please help me stop mr. Piggott in' i replied to the post but never got an answer months went by and i decided just to forget about the tape and everything dealing with mr. peggy 10 my son who was only 6 years old at this time had this imaginary friend named Neal since he was about 3 I thought he was finally over his imaginary friend face but one night I heard him talking to somebody who in my mind was not there who are you talking to I asked as I entered his bedroom nobody he was always a bit shy when it comes to his imaginary friend is it Neal I asked he shook his head no he doesn't want me to call him Neal anymore he looked towards the closet door and smiled I didn't see anybody but I felt something it was a feeling I cannot explain a feeling that we weren't alone in that room because now he has a real name he said what's his real name he looked over to the door behind me a big smile on his face what's his real name I asked again I'm not sure what I expected for him to say but this sure wasn't it his name is mr. piggy ten number three graphic warning a group as an only child in a very high-tech family my dad was a broadcast engineer for a KT CI and st. Paul and my mom was a computer programmer for a company that made dental record keeping software I followed in my mother's footsteps to become a computer programmer her and I were always rather close I scored a rather well-paying first job with a rather well-known aerospace firm they were located in Maryland so I had to make quite a big move being a bit of a pack rat as a teenager I loaded up about ten boxes worth of what was emitted ly junk and packed it in the back of a u-haul and the three of us made her nearly 16 our trip to Clarksville my mom and dad couldn't stay very long due to mom having run up all her vacation time so they didn't do much other than help me bring in boxes and departed shortly after unpacking throughout the evening I discovered many of these boxes contain things I hadn't seen in years it was always a nice nostalgia trip to go through all these links to the past I had my high school planner the composition notebook I filled with cruelly drawn newspaper style comics toys I loved and had long forgotten about one of these things I found at the bottom of the box was an old VHS tape scrawled across the front were things like Michael playing July 1994 Michael's fourth birthday October 1994 immediately I recognized it as one of the many childhood family videos my dad made when I was a baby my dad was not only a broadcast engineer he was an out-and-out audio/video enthusiast this video had to have been one of 50 mate of us I remember quite well watching a few of them with family during the fits of nostalgia we had together but because there were so many I don't remember having seen all of them a great deal of them were simple mundane things like going to the park or me playing Nintendo nothing all that interesting or remarkable that being said I'm a sucker for nostalgia and I wanted to relive just a part of what I remembered to be the happiest days of my life and infancy I had long since disposed of my VCR so that following weekend I made a trip to the flea market to pick up a new one so I could watch this video one salesman had a ton of them new in box he said they were unsold stock discovered in a shipping container he couldn't go wrong with the VCR in new condition for 10 bucks I drove home plugged it into the last TV I had with composite inputs and popped in the tape the tape began with the customary blank static and then scanlines disappearing as they floated over a muddied window to happier times there I was in my old bedroom playing with one of my favorite teddy bears as mom sat next to me I even remembered how much I loved that toy a white teddy bear that played a cute Penn's electric tune when he was squeezed he even had a heart that would shine many colors as the song played I was tempted to shed a tear at the innocent and childish love I had once felt for that toy something stopped me from doing so some kind of inexplicable restraint it was just a dumb toy after all a part of me wondered where he was today and the other part of me cynically remarked how surely there were hundreds and thousands of bears of the same type mindlessly and thoughtlessly produced by a factory I wanted to find him and hug him right then and there but again I reminded myself it was just a dumb toy my dad had been filming the scene right in front of my mother and I I kept hugging the toy to hear the tiny song play and its plastic hearts shine joyfully mom remarked how the toy and I were inseparable and from behind the camera you could hear my dad agree he sounded strangely disinterested I thought perhaps he was tired mom eventually fetched a basket from across the room containing all sorts of stuffed animals and brought them to where I was planting them in between us watch this Michael do you want to play with goofy I shook my head no do you want to play with Mickey again I shook my head how about Teddy Ruxpin he talks see she moved the mouth up and down on the doll which obviously had no batteries in it but I shook my head no once again mom looked up at the camera laughing do you want to keep playing with him instead I smiled ear to ear nodding yes I hugged the bear again and the adorable tune played the heart lit up with its beautiful colors my dad said something else from behind the camera in a very cynical tone I really don't know why you keep buying him these things oh shut up he loved them Michael do you like your bear I nodded yes once again my mom reached over to give me a hug my dad put the camera on the floor and the scene filled with my mom's knees and the carpet just as the video started to run scan lines down itself and the scene became very garbled my dad's voice became very distorted almost like he was yelling about something but I couldn't understand it the static then enveloped the screen the cheapo VCR had eaten the tape immediately I hit stop and ejected it a group around VHS tapes so this would occasionally happen especially with a certain variety of made in China VCRs my dad derisively referred to as chink shit the reason I mentioned this is because almost as soon as I pulled the tape out of the VCR I noticed that the tape had not been mangled and hanging out of the cassette it ejected normally now I know damn well that almost every time a cheapo VCR ate the tape it would eject a bent up mess film hanging out and all that but I pulled this one clean out of the VCR no trouble I flip the lid open on the tape to inspect it sure enough it was crinkled maybe it did eat up the tape I wasn't convinced maybe the tape was messed up before I started watching it I grabbed an ink pen from the desk and shoved it into the hole in the back then slowly wound the spool using my knuckle sure enough the tape came up garbled as I wasn't winding it the tape was messed up long ago some other time or so I reasonably figured I popped the tape back into the VCR and played it until it went past the messed up part almost nothing was legible throughout it looked a vaguely like a scrambled porno channel but it kept playing at an odd speed my parents were saying something to each other but it sounded like garbled and distorted yelling there was also a big boom somewhere in the middle that made me jump out of my chair when I heard it eventually the lines and Static gave way to a scene in an empty room where my mom and I had once been sitting the audio came back to normal the scene was now the camcorder still on the ground but looking like it was on its side mom and I were nowhere to be found after about three minutes or so I saw feet I saw feet up the right side of the TV and I heard my dad speak all right I love you my mom notably less cheery than she was before sniffled as if she were sick and replied I love you too I heard a kiss and then she left the room my dad picked up the camcorder it flashed at the window briefly before the white fade out effect something did not sit right with me about this it was utterly bizarre and something seemed rather familiar about it what happened on the part that got messed up if I didn't know any better I'd say the two of them had seen a ghost I rewound it in trying to play through the crumpled part of the tape but all I heard was distorted shouting and screaming and that boom in the middle and all I saw was static with distorted pieces of scenery cutting in I couldn't really make out anything from the scenery that remained except for the fact my dad picked up the camcorder and was kind of waving it around the room I had to find out what happened my mom and dad had notoriously poor memories so it was doubtful they even remembered what happened I called them and struck up a casual conversation I asked my mom as she remembered all those tapes she said yes she used to love watching those I mentioned that I found a tape at the bottom of one of my moving boxes instantly she fell silent mom hold on I popped it back out of the VCR and looked at the label and says my fourth birthday what number is it your father numbered them on the back I flip the tape over scribbled on the back was the number two written and marker looks like the second one Michael please don't watch it I need you to bring it home what why I was just watching it yesterday I wanted to ask you why Michael this is a bit embarrassing but we just need that tape back my father must have heard her talking he buttered in quickly and took the phone what's going on Michael hi dad what's Michael do yourself a favor bring that tape home and don't watch any more of it I laughed out loud why what's wrong with it dad's tone got indignant you want to know Mike you really want to know your mom and I made a sex tape that's what's wrong we put it at the end of one of your home movies I'm sorry dad you guys no way what's the joke but dad was nothing but serious Michael don't watch it bring it home book a flight home for Saturday bring it with you why bring it home why not just destroy it or throw it out come on dad what's really happening Michael I'll take care of it I don't want to risk anyone seeing your mother like that please just bring it home I don't know if he was trying to dissuade me from watching the rest of the tape but if he was it sure as hell didn't work it only provoked my curiosity I decided to risk the danger of seeing my parents having sex mostly because I didn't believe them but I put the tape back in the VCR and fast-forward it past my fourth birthday the trip to the Discovery Zone and the time we went to the park all the while I'm thinking if it was true it had to be the shortest sex tape anyone's ever made a scene of us at church faded out some static was left on the tape and then the blue stop screen came up the VCR clicked and began to rewind that was it ie ejected the tape and sure enough it was over where was the supposed sex I looked up and only then it dawned on me if there was something my parents didn't want me to see it had to be in that crumpled section of the tape I was pissed off at dad's lie but I refrained from calling him and yelling at him because I knew it wouldn't get me any closer to an answer so instead I got to work fixing the crumpled part of the tape I needed to get it fixed just enough to see what happened I rewound the tape played it back my dad put the camera on the ground and then the scan line started again I stopped it immediately and ejected it I am walnut tape delicately across my desk and pressed it together as best as I could using a pair of credit cards the only thing I had lying around that wouldn't demagnetize it gently I wound it back together this time the scene became clear but it was still impossible to see what was going on the static gave way to a very distorted image the audio was the same creepy slow garbled screaming the big boom still happened right there in the middle it was about then I realized I couldn't fix this tape on my own but I suddenly remembered the place right around the corner that did VHS to DVD transfers they could almost definitely do something about this I walked into the tiny shop the next morning with the tape and asked the man if he could restore the damaged part well kid ordinarily I can't I can try to press all the wrinkles out of it and get something back no guarantees though it'll probably play funny I'll pay anything to get a look at that part of the tape like I said no guarantees I took a hundred dollars out of my wallet and put it down on the counter look I trust you could I get it done now the man looked down at the counter and back up at me all right follow me picking up the tape in the bill he stood up the two of us walked into the back where he had a workshop and plenty of what looked like very old of video equipment at first the man pretty much did the same thing I tried to do with the tape only he used what looked like plastic padded steel tongs to gently press the wrinkles out he had all the precision of a surgeon and I admired his swift yet patient action and after what seemed like an eternity he pressed the last crinkled part of the tape together and started to wind it back up well it looks like we're all done here nice and flat he pulled over a will Dirac containing a TV in a VCR and slid the tape in let's see what life she's got left in her the two of us watched the first part of the tape my mom and I cheerfully playing with an adorable musical teddy bear what part got eaten up I didn't answer on the camera my mom gave me a big hug and a hot pen slowly poured down my insides as anticipation overwhelmed me I felt like I was starting to remember something terrible my dad put the camera down on the floor and the tape glitched out where it normally did only this time the pitcher was legible the tape appeared to play a bit slower so the voices were distorted whenever someone talked they sounded slightly deep and demonic is that better than it was before I started to reply when the memory came crashing back with the force of waves on rocks oh my god this day this fucking awful day the camera had still been on the floor my dad had stormed out of the room been the sound of feet stomped back into the room Ben what are you doing fuck shut up my dad knelt down on the floor and got right in my face with what looked like a steak knife the tip was within inches of my nose then let him go I said shut the fuck up this little bitch wants to play with girl toys and I'm fucking sick of it here tomorrow cut it off in the video I began to cry my distorted wailing was allowed enough to cause the plastic on the TV set to vibrate the fact that the tape was still playing everyone's voices so lower than normal just added to the horror that came flooding back to me the repairman turned to look at me in horror Jesus is that you I couldn't answer my eyes were glued to the TV in the video skipped then came back Benjamin stop my dad got up an off-camera he either hit or punched my mom I don't know where but it knocked her right to the ground it was so loud like cannon fire underwater blood had fallen and splattered onto the wall right next to where she was standing at leaving big red marks in the background my mom fell backwards out of the doorway and lay on the ground a few seconds while my dad went back over to me I could see her in the background trying to pick herself back up my dad grabbed the knife again and held it up to my terrified four-year-old self he stabbed the knife directly at my chest with the full intensity of his rage but the teddy bear took the brunt of the hit I heard the tiny music from the bear play its plastic heart lit up with all of its vibrant colors dad pulled back the knife with the toy still impaled upon it and began stabbing the floorboard right next to me repeatedly until the blade snapped the bear fell to the ground a giant hole torn through it stuffing flew all around my stunned terrified face like snow the camera autofocus taun me for a moment not seeming to know what else to focus on I suddenly began bawling my tiny eyes out and picked up the bear again clumsily trying to put it stuffing back in my dad caught his breath and picked up the camera but was interrupted by my mom standing up he set the camera down facing the wall I heard rapid footsteps and my crying starting to fade and I assumed my mom was carrying me down the hallway the video started playing its audio normally again as it reached the end of the section that was damaged feet had appeared on the right side of the TV screen someone had picked up the camera again I'm sorry it won't happen again all right I love you I love you too I stopped the tape and looked back over to the clerk who was looking at the blank screen and shock and disgust kid what was all that about my father was a monster my mom knew he was a monster they kept this incident of his stabbing at me a secret for all these years I don't know what to say or how to react my father had intended to kill me in a blind rage and if not for a stuffed bear very likely would have succeeded part of me wanted to cry but another part of me refused to allow it in my back pocket my cell phone began to ring I checked the caller ID it was my dad you there's always a reason to be afraid you

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Length: 59min 55sec (3595 seconds)

Published: Fri Jun 23 2017

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