The original submission which I removed:

I am not what most call a regular kid, but then again, who is considered regular in this crazy world that we live in? Now, this story that I’m going to tell you isn’t about of how I got some stupid haunted game from a store or a strange person, it isn’t even about a ghost, this is a story, about a weird event that I haven’t told many people, the reason being that there really is no point in telling it other than to try and creep people out, now. I have recently discovered this place called Creepypasta.com on the internet, a few friends of mine told me about it, and I decided to check it out, there are quite a few good stories on the site, and I praise the creator of the site for making a site where people can sit down and read a nice and scary story. Now, on to what creepypasta’s are, they are basically those little campfire stories that you heard of as a kid, just on the internet. Now, onto the story, it wasn’t midnight, and it wasn’t 3:00 like some people write about, this event took place on many days, my name is Romeo, I don’t want to waste time describing myself because what would be the point of that, so you know what I look like?(Like you care) What you need to know about me, is that I am currently 14 years old, and I live in a pretty big neighborhood, but when the events transpired, I was only about 9 years old. See, I’m not that social with many people, so I don’t like it when people stare at me or try to talk to me for a long period of time, in fact, I would rather just stay in my small little circle with my three friends that talk to me along with my family. Now, alot of people at my old school knew about this, and you know kids, their dicks, so, one night, a friend of mine, let’s call him Nick, Nick decided that he would pull a prank on me, he knew that I hated when people stare at me, it makes me want to curl up into a ball because I feel like I did something I wasn’t supposed to.

Nick being the dick that he was decided to take advantage of that knowledge and he turned it against me, here are two things you need to know about nick, number 1, he loves pranks, and number 2 would be that you can never trust him. Nick decided to do one of those little, hide 2 kids in trench coat thing that you see people do in cartoons. He borrowed one of his fathers black trench coats, and he got another one of his close friends to be on bottom, Nick also ended up getting a large black bowler hat on which covered his face. So, one night, he and his friend decided to wait outside of my house and just stare at my window, now, when you stare at me, I can basically feel it burning into my head somehow, and I turn to you when you stare. My rooms window shows me the street and a couple of other houses, now, I don’t exactly have a set time that I have to go to sleep, but back then, I did, and that time was 9:00 Pm. But I would always end up staying up later than that, as I knew what time my father went to sleep, and I would play on my phone, but one night, I felt someone staring at me, and I turned to the window, as much as I wanted to not go over their, I felt like if I didn’t, then curiosity would kill me for not knowing what it was, so I creeped towards the window, and I saw my friend outside, back when I was 9 years old, you could scare me with almost anything, so when I saw what appeared to be a large man just staring at me while looking all creepy, some bricks where shat. I ended up throwing myself into my bed and crying myself to sleep, but in the morning I began to brush it off, but when I got to school that morning, I was bascially the laughing stalk of the school, my friend told me that it was him and another kid, but, I ended up forgiving him, until later that night. I felt another burning sensation in my head, and I went over to my window to see Nick, or what I thought to be Nick again, I opened my window and I said quietly, but loud enough so the figure could hear me,”Hey Nick! Go away! It’s not funny anymore!” The figure then took out a large knife from the trench coat, the man then began to sway it back and forth.”Oh wow! Your cool Nick! Now go away!” The man then left after staying for a few more minutes,”Jeez, Nick needs to get a life.” I remember thinking to myself, I then shut my window, and I ended up doing something else the rest of the night, every night for the next 12 nights, the man kept on appearing, but on the 13th day, I went to school, and I didn’t see Nick anywhere in class, I ended up asking a friend where he was and that friend said,”Nick? He’s moving today. His family apparently went into something called financial problems, and he had to move or something.” In a way, after hearing this news, I was a bit sad, but relived too since I wouldn’t have to find any strange man standing outside my window anymore, I only wish that’s what happened.

When I got home from school that day, I asked my parents if they could drive me to Nicks house, they nicely said yes, and when we got to the house that Nick lived in, I saw a sign that said “For sale” and under that another sign read “Sold” I was confused, so I got out of my parents car, and I ended up ringing the door bell, an elderly couple opened the door and I asked them where Nick was they said that they didn’t know who I was talking about, so I ended up going home with my parents, feeling sad that I didn’t get to say goodbye to my friend. That night though, the man appeared again, but this time, I called the cops, because this time, the man opened his trench coat, and it revealed a middle aged man with pale white skin, along with black greasy hair, the man was naked, I was left in shock, apparently, the first time that Nick did the trench coat thing really was Nick, but the other times, it was this man apparently, and that’s my story, the man ended up getting banned from my neighborhood for “Stalking” and since he was on my houses property and he was wielding a weapon, he was also charged for that, I don’t know where that man is now, but all I do know, is that I shouldn’t stare at other people that I don’t know. I sometimes wonder what would have happened if I never noticed the man, he could have entered my house at almost anytime by just breaking a window, and we don’t have any weapons other than house hold kitchen knives, if I didn’t have my little ability to know when people are staring at me, then my parents and my brother and I could have been killed, the story wasn’t exactly a major story, so it didn’t exactly appear on the newpaper, but if you want evidence for my story, then I guess you will just have to take my word, and this is me telling to you, that I met with this weird fate.