I said nothing and just waited and listened. I loved him then, and I love him even still. "You have a flashlight in there?" As my mom was leaving, Veronica's parents rushed in. She said they must have changed their number and I agreed. She asked me if I needed a ride, and even though I really didn't, I said that I'd appreciate it. I felt guilty for calling to speak with Veronica and not Josh, but I dismissed that feeling quickly; Josh hadn't called me in years either. As the sparking fuse sunk into the wrapper I held it toward the sky. She smiled, and I was about to suggest that maybe we could sit together when she quickly closed the space between us and hugged me. Back in my room, I opened the drawer and took out the stack of envelopes and showed him some of the pictures. My mom must have felt terrible because the day before I started school she brought home a kitten. He said that the walk back to his house would be even lonelier after she laughed in my face when I tried to kiss her, and I told him not to electrocute himself when he tried to have sex with his computer. Josh refused and said that if we were seen they might recognize him and tell his dad. It seems like he's always away.". Josh was in another Group and didn't have my lunch, so in a cafeteria bursting with two-hundred kids, I still had a table to myself. For those of you who have read my other stories and asked if there was more and received cryptic answers from me, I want to apologize for being dishonest. He confesses he'll never know why the man kidnapped Josh instead of him, but guesses the man simply didn't have the courage. [8] Each story was narrated by the same protagonist and each one opened with the same format, where the protagonist responded to a question posted by one of the readers. Written by reddit user 1000Vultures on r/nosleep. I have no idea what they looked like, but there were times when Mrs. Maggie must have thought Josh and I looked like they did when they were children. It's often the case that one cannot know the breaking point of a thing until that thing fractures, and after the last conversation with my mother I imagine that we will spend the rest of our lives attempting to repair what had taken a lifetime to build. When I got home, I asked my mom and she said it would be fine. Mrs. Maggie had told me that night that Tom had come home, but I know now who had really moved in; just as I know now why I never saw her body brought out on a stretcher. We each held on to a separate piece of Styrofoam, but the pieces weren't big enough to keep us completely afloat, and our legs dangled beneath us in the winter water. We alternated this basic structure nearly every weekend; the fact that we lived so close made things much easier on our parents, who seemed to work constantly. I took a step and felt a shooting pain in my foot, which knocked me back to where I had just been laying. I was a little sick about the fact that if I had just waited a day none of the previous night's events would have happened and I'd have Boxes anyway, but that didn't matter; he was back. Haha! Finally she answered: "Honey... Tom's not going to come home. My desire to withhold this memory was due mostly to the fact that I don't think I showed good judgment in it; I also wanted consent from another person to tell it, so as to not misrepresent what transpired. As soon as she put him down he crawled into an empty case of soda that was sitting on the floor. We tried to move rapidly to reach a point beyond the contents of our ever-expanding map, as we didn't have time to waste seeing old sights. I pointed toward the smaller stick figure and what was written next to it. When I opened my eyes I saw stars. At the theater, a man takes the seat the narrator had saved for her. The narrator begins texting with Veronica and she says "I love you." Trembling, I reached for her phone and as I slid it out she moved and gasped for air so violently that it seemed as if she were trying to breathe in the whole world. I turned to face the voice behind me and saw that it really was my mom. It had become too dark to see. "You can't think like that. In the weeks that follow, the narrator receives an old dollar note when selling snow cones with Josh, the same one he’d sent to the Penpal ages ago. We have to go there ourselves... We have to go there tonight...". They began clearing the woods in the area next to the tributary to transform the land into inhabitable property. He accepted that and we headed down there. Don't worry man, you can move it easy. It occurred to me that with any luck, maybe I could find the map too. I actually appreciated the idea that it was a reused card since I'd always thought that cards were silly. This silence was suddenly broken by laughter. Originally, he said that he didn't think he could make it, but the day before the party he called me to say that he'd be there. When I opened the envelope I understood. She told me not to worry. I realized quickly enough what it was. He grabbed the man by the shoulders and heaved him back until he was off of Josh and sat awkwardly but upright against the wall of the grave. PenPal World - website - a place where you can meet over 2,800,000 pen pals from every country on the planet. The stories have garnered a considerable fanbase since their original postings on r/nosleep, even prompting the author to adapt them into a full-length novel, named Penpal; what follows, though, are the original postings from reddit. My mouth went dry and I felt the painful sting of despair as I thought of the last message I received from her phone... On the first day of Kindergarten my mother had elected to drive me to school; we were both nervous and she wanted to be there with me all the way up to the moment I walked into class. Our parents weren't close friends, but they knew that we were and so they would accommodate our desire to see one another by driving us back and forth for sleep-overs—sometimes every weekend. I set down the walkie and moved the flashlight around as I crawled forward. My note was something like this: "Hi! PenPal Books. This book - on several different occasions - made my skin crawl. I jumped out and tore the latex shield away, but could feel that the previously rigid plaster had become soft after absorbing the water. I started keeping spare food in my backpack that I would take into the bathroom to eat after lunch since my school meals were usually confiscated by older kids who knew I wouldn't stand up to them since no one would stand with me. As I walked toward him I stumbled and nearly fell into a fairly large hole that was sitting in the middle of this small clearing, but I regained my balance and stopped right at its edge. It rang several times before someone picked up. And make sure to bring your walkie. I realize only now how lonely she must have been. Josh's dad was tasked with the responsibility of leveling the recently deforested lot, and this job guaranteed him at least several weeks of work. C.K. The work was first published in paperback on July 11, 2012 through 1000Vultures and is based on a series of popular creepypasta stories that Auerbach posted to Reddit. Josh and I saw progressively less of one another after we snuck out to my old house that night when we were ten, and usually when I'd visit him she'd be out with friends. For the purpose of making this article flow better, the narrator will be referred to by this name. When she returned, she was already opening the mail and threw some junk mail into the trashcan and I said: "Mom, can you come here for a second? He was raised in my old house a couple neighborhoods away. It said that I was unhappy and never wanted to see her or any of my friends again. We would walk through the woods along the water and pause every couple minutes to add to the map, and it seemed like the two maps would come together any day. Before too long my mother and I developed a routine where I would go play on the tree when she washed the dishes because she could easily see me while she did other things. I sat up immediately and tried to figure out what was going on. He had been my very best friend. I kept insisting and the following week she said that she thought she might be able to make it to the next midnight movie. I thought about Josh. All of them dead. He hears the screeching of tires and returns to the parking lot to discover Veronica has been hit by a car. Dozens of them. I was suddenly intensely sad because now I couldn't contact Josh even if I wanted to; I felt terrible for having been afraid that he might answer the phone. Sitting on each of our desks was a marker, a pen, a piece of paper, and an envelope. She simply said: She was delirious, and I was worried about her. "Haha! One weekend I was staying over at Josh's and my mom called me to say goodnight; she was still pretty watchful even when she couldn't actually watch me, but I had gotten so used to it that I didn't even notice it, even if Josh did. He looked up from staring at his shoes and just said: Just after he said that my mom yelled in from the other room that it was time to open presents. I went home later that day as it was about 3 AM already. Auerbach posted the first story, "Footsteps", to r/nosleep in March 2010, where it received a large positive response. As I was considering the possibility that she might not show, I saw her. "We found your note on your pillow," she said, and pointed at the piece of paper that the police officer was sliding across the table. My mom seemed to struggle and I could see that she had become very upset. I didn't expect there to be a lot of interest in my other stories, so I never thought I'd really get pressed for more details, and I would have been happy to keep this to myself for the rest of my life. Stop messing around, and just come back outside. But, Josh and I—to my surprise and delight—stayed close. The breaking of branches and the trampling of fallen leaves overpowered the sound of our splashing. He lives with you. I pretended to go look for it so I wouldn’t have to go under the house, and my mom (probably completely aware of my little scam) moved one of the panels and crawled in. Frustrated, he got off the machine to survey the area. This is a long read—so long, in fact, that each part was originally posted as a standalone story (so it's really more like a series of six stories). Creative and fun happy mail ideas. But as she stared at his face, she thought that this didn't look like who she imagined—this was just a man. ", "I was just afraid that you'd run away again.". Many reasons to find a penpal including cultural exchange, learn about everyday life, building a meaningful longterm friendship, improve your language skills and business opportunities and career development. There were a lot of woods surrounding the neighborhood that I would play in and explore during the day, but at night—as things often do to a kid—they took on a more sinister feeling. None of them were close shots. My mom spoke with Josh's dad, and it was decided that my mom would pick up Josh and myself from school that Friday. But this time all the lights were off. Well keep looking. I could tell he was making fun of me, and I grew really angry; in my mind that lunchbox was the last good thing about my day. Mine was one of the last to arrive. ", "It's okay, just don't ever do that again. In the crawlspace beneath his house, the narrator finds cat food. Josh noticed my shock and asked if he had miscounted. Moving a friendship outside of school when you are five years old is actually more difficult than most remember. It was a man, and he was enormous. I know now that it is. A glowing, green orb rocketed out toward the stars and then quickly extinguished. I dropped the firework in the water and watched as one more struggling fireball burst free only to quickly die, suffocated by the water. I had to go back and re-read sections here and there. I told Josh to go back to my house, and to say that we were playing hide and seek if my mom was home. I watched him laboriously draw his name, and when he was done I asked him what it said. The feeling of being so close to being safe and then being physically pulled away from it filled me with a kind of dread that is, even after all these years, indescribable. I came back every afternoon for several days. 's board "Penpal flip books" on Pinterest. It was less dangerous than him jumping over the fence and running around the neighborhood. The details might all be present in your mind, though scattered and disarrayed, and then a single thought can stitch them back together almost instantly. He told me that he knew what he'd get me for my birthday—it would take a while, but he thought that I would really like it. I staggered back in horror. When she arrived she found Josh’s dad sitting perfectly still with his back to the hole. I thought that it might be one of Chris' parents; maybe they had come to check in on us and seen that I was gone. It looked like a patch of desert, but it was too blurry to decipher; it appeared as if the camera had been moved while the picture was being taken. The Eagle has landed. On the way toward the theatre I stopped and turned toward her. "Hello, Mr. Monster-in-the-woods. "I couldn't see it was you in the dark there.". He shrugged and suggested, "Maybe it got knocked into the water and floated into the lake?". I eventually reached a point where I couldn’t actually climb any higher, and so the game had to change; I began to concentrate on speed, and in the end I could reach my highest branch in twenty-five seconds. I knew that I could wait until I was back at Chris', but I had decided that I was going to try to kiss her when she dropped me off, and I didn't want this biological nagging to rush me out of the car. We'd sail for a bit and then dock the raft, and then next time we'd run through the woods to the raft and go a little farther. He kidnapped Josh the same way he had attempted to kidnap the narrator and left a false note. The envelopes were all opened by the teacher, but after a while I stopped even looking at the pictures. We texted each other every day, though I kept this from my mom because I knew that she didn't like me talking to Veronica. Written by reddit user 1000Vultures on r/nosleep. On the way to the theatre I figured that if Veronica showed up at all it would be too lucky for us to arrive at the same time, so I debated whether I should wait outside or just go in. Our personalities coalesced, our senses of humor complemented each other's, and we would often find that we had started liking new things independently. She had tried so hard to protect me and was stronger than I would ever be. She had remained conscious since I found her, but now more of the light was coming back into her eyes. It was still on the screen where she had saved my number and when I saw that, I felt my heart break a little. We knew that we were slower in the raft than on land, and that we would be in the raft for quite a while after the cutoff since the woods were too thick to walk through and there wasn't a place to dock; this meant that we'd have to ride the raft back to the original docking site even if we found a new place to dock it further ahead. We'd gotten away with it, even though we'd lost the map. It actually took us several trips to get the raft to the impassable patch of woods that marked the farthest we had made it. I yelled as I pointed at the water right next to him. I spent the whole weekend worrying that our friendship would be dissolved by Monday. A couple days ago I posted a story called "Footsteps" here on /nosleep. 183 likes. What's your 20, Princess Jasmine? And then I realized: What if Josh told him I was under here? That made a lot of sense, and it seemed even more likely that Boxes would have come back to this place. I could hear her shuffling with the mail behind me but I just looked at the Polaroids and told her about them. This meant that the impasse was actually quite a bit away, so to sail from around my house all the way to the blockade in the woods was taking longer than expected. She paused to think for a moment and said that he had; she enquired as to why I had asked, but I said it was nothing. When she saw what had caught the sun her legs abandoned her and she nearly fell into the tomb. She told me it was a map, and I felt my heart shatter. PenPal Books, created by Kelly Marie Thompson and Garry Berman, is the label for published books "Barkers Upon Tyne" and latest release "From Me To You". I was crushed. I had gotten really adept at cinching the bag myself; that morning, however, perhaps due to my excitement or nervousness, I hadn't pulled the strap tight enough and halfway through the shower I could feel water pooling inside the bag around my fingers. Popular English Idioms illustrated and explained in Multicultural Books Perfect to learn English idioms in a diverse classroom! Usually her texts were fairly short, and mostly only in response to more lengthy texts that I would send her. It sounded like a robot. [5] Auerbach continued to post more stories and eventually chose to expand the Reddit stories into a full length novel. We didn't linger in the theatre, and because this was a midnight show we couldn't loiter in the lobby, so we walked outside. I could hear footsteps but couldn't tell exactly where Josh was going. The problem wasn’t that I couldn’t get into Penpal, in fact quite the opposite. He'd get out every now and then, and we'd find him somewhere in the backyard chasing some kind of bug or lizard, though he could hardly ever catch one because he had no front claws. My mom insists that it couldn't have possibly happened, so I guess I'll never know. After those two minor hurtles we slipped off into the night, flashlight and walkie-talkies in hand. I couldn't remember ever seeing her without a smile, and so her face looked strange. Do you still play Ninja Turtles with your friends?”. PLEASE! I would call after this weekend and talk to him, but this was my only chance to see if Veronica could or would take me so I asked for her. I was moving pretty fast because I needed to get home, and was about to give up when my concentration was interrupted by a sound coming from just behind me. Haha. After her death, he stole her phone and texted with the narrator, sitting next to him during their movie "date". ", "No he won't, man. This was the smile of contentment or satisfaction. It still worked. Jokingly, I asked her if she was going to invite me in for a snack, but she said maybe another time; I was too busy looking for my map and the shirt to really engage her, but she sounded happy so I didn't feel bad. "Yeah, a few years at least! [2][3][4], The book follows the narrator as he finds himself the focus of an obsessed stalker who tracks him throughout his childhood. In Penpal, a man investigates the seemingly unrelated bizarre, tragic, and horrific occurr. "[10], The novel was greatly received by critics as well as fans. While I was waiting for Josh to tell me what he found, I kicked out my leg which had started falling asleep because of the position I was in and it hit something. I scrambled out of the opening holding the flashlight and the walkie. My friends and I were sitting in the very back. Then we had a brilliant idea. I never thought of these events much because I was focused on the wrong details. "I'm so glad you're home, Sweetie. And then a loud thud. As we would slow our pace and quiet our actions, the rustling in the woods would cease, and we began to wonder if it was really ever there at all. She had a head of loose-set, white curls and always wore light dresses with floral patterns. I told her that I was fine, but that Veronica was not. For my entire childhood I lived with my mother in a fairly nice neighborhood that was in a transitional phase—people of lower economic means were gradually moving in, and my mother and I were two of these people. I understood so much now. I ran veering in different directions to avoid big thicks of bushes and collapsed trees. I’d suggest using a PO Box to start with, since you don’t really know this man yet and it can be dangerous to give out your home address, especially if you live alone. I grabbed the flashlight and the walkie and began to crawl in; a powerful smell overtook me. His face was sunken in and contorted in such a way that it was as if the misery and hopelessness of all the world had been transferred to it. I was paralyzed. She broke down and was furious about the danger I put myself in. Josh's smile inverted. When I came into the classroom I looked at my desk and once again didn't see any letter waiting for me, but as I sat down the teacher approached me and handed me an envelope. Later, when rafting with Josh one day, he hears the sound of pictures being taken and a drawing of him (standing next to the penpal, with his initials) is left in the pocket of his shorts that had been left at the raft’s dock site for the narrator to find afterwards. She did. Her jaw had been broken by the car, so the doctors had wired it shut. The characters are well done! I tried to start several conversations with him, but they seemed to keep reaching dead ends. I shook it off and told Josh the rest of the conversation between Mrs. Maggie and I. I had always attributed the odd exchange to her being sick until revisiting the events in my mind all these years later. I laid the second envelope right next to it and placed the oddly angled Polaroid of a building's top corner on top and did this with each picture until they formed a grid that was about five by ten; I was always taught to be careful with things that I was collecting, even if I wasn't sure they were valuable. M... my picture... he took it. I told him that I fell out of the tallest tree in my neighborhood; he seemed impressed. It's really cool.". As she looked back when she reached her car, she could see black smoke billowing and diffusing against the amber sky and she hoped against all hope that Josh's parents would be ok. I remember him calling her an ugly crow. A screeching rose from it. The crying continued and I followed it. You found my balloon! We each had a fairly long tree branch to use as a paddle, but we found it was easier to simply push against the land under the water than actually use them as intended. When I saw him after the weekend I was relieved to find that he had run into the same obstacle and thought it was funny. "I was thinking just in case, we should have one. Josh's dad realizes it's the same man who paid him to fill in the holes. He makes his way home to find that his mom and the police found a note on his bed saying that he wanted to run away. It had come from the spot just off the map, which now sat behind us since we had turned the raft around. As my throat stung from screaming and I was drawing in another breath I became aware of a sound that had been present for longer than I had perceived it. He'd scramble to look back over my shoulder—I told my mom that it was because he was planning his strategy for next time. Sometimes I wish that he never sat across from me that day in Kindergarten; that I'd never known what it was like to have a real friend. This would make it much quicker. Injecting real horror into the life of a horror fan seemed like an obvious move. Your walls are covered in Polaroids of yourself! Hello my friends!I am so excited about this book review! The smile disappeared from her face and she coldly said "No.". "Oh, hi Chris!" For Christmas one year our parents even pooled their money and got us some really nice walkie-talkies that were advertised to work across a range that extended past the distance between our houses; they also had batteries that could last for days if the walkie-talkie was on but not used. Over the past several weeks the relationship between my mother and I has grown increasing strained due to my attempts to learn the details of my childhood. My heart sunk as I rounded the corner and my house came fully into view. When I was five years old I went to an elementary school that, from what I've come to understand, was really adamant about the importance of learning through activity. It made sense that I received another delivery—there had been nothing but a blurry picture in the first one, so this was probably to make up for that. Jan 27, 2018 - Explore Deborah N.W. As she sat there resting her back against Josh's dad's. Josh interrupted my thoughts as we walked through the gate and up to the house itself. We'll tell my dad tomorrow and he'll take us over there so we can look! However, the narrator points out that he didn't write it, as his name was misspelled. Josh, don't go in there. Take your favorite fandoms with you and never miss a beat. I punctuated the sentence with a kick to an exposed part of the float. Why though? She told me that she was graduating, but she hadn't done well in school so far that year so she wasn't sure if she'd even get into college. None of the kids stepped forward, so my mom said: "Don't worry sweetheart, at least you know now that two people love you.". My mom had him declawed so he wouldn't destroy the furniture, so as a result we did our best to keep him inside. "Oh Josh," he sobbed. He said he did and that he'd bring some of his toys; I said that we could also go exploring and maybe swim in the lake. By that point I was walking really slowly because my feet hurt so much, but I was so happy to be so close to home that I broke into a light jog. There are hundreds of them! Her right arm was free, but the rest of her was bound like a cocoon. She finally asked what he would do about Josh. Even like this it's still nicer than your house. I had fallen into my mom's habit of calling these children I hadn't yet met my "friends" already, but as the condition of my cast worsened, I became deeply upset at the thought that surely I wouldn't be able to apply that label to anyone by the time this day was over. I told Josh about it and he made fun of Alex, but said that he would tell his sister since I wanted him to. My heart sank and I prepared myself emotionally for what I was about to see. "Let's just go, man!" Just then, I thought to try my luck. He was a cop. I still didn't understand when they condemned the house and boarded it up a little while before we moved. We had a "dirt war" for a while, but it was interrupted several times by rustling in the woods around us. And we, perhaps foolishly, ran for the woods to get back to Josh's quicker and be somewhat harder to follow. I looked up to tell the kid to leave me alone, but before I could get the words out I saw something that made me pause. I looked back and saw something really strange. I've intentionally withheld some details from a lot of my stories. I just wanted to come home. The woods were much less creepy with a friend and a flashlight, and we were making pretty good time. The book has had moderate success and has even been optioned for a film. The narrator's mother then reveals that Veronica died weeks ago, and her phone was missing. 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