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My son's first words-Creepypasta 


Charlie was born a tiny pink, wiggling ball of screams. He was a month premature, dashing out as if he had places to go and people to see. My wife joked that he had the voice of an angel, his harsh screams could strip paint from walls and fine hairs from inner ears. Beth and I took turns so that one of us could actually get some sleep in the basement on occasion. As the grueling months passed and bags formed under our eyes, we realized we were in it for a longer haul than we’d imagined


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At six months, Charlie was as loud as ever, although a little more charismatic because of his black waves of hair. He seemed to calm down a bit when I read to him, so I ended up reading him novels whenever I had time, which he enjoyed. He hated breastfeeding and preferred bottle feeding, something we both found strange, but accepted after talking to our pediatrician, Charlie was otherwise healthy and advised us to just be patient with his tantrums


When Charlie turned twelve months old we became more concerned and took him to our child psychiatrist to cover the bases, we had ruled out any physical ailments, The doctor mentioned an emotional regulation disorder as a possible cause and suggested we execute certain playful interactions, patching Charlie up until he recognized our behaviors and played along with us by sucking his thumb or laughing, but to no avail, not until a few months after his birthday



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Beth was in the bathroom and Charlie finally...spoke, I had been crawling on the carpet to copy her behavior when Charlie sat up and stared at me with trembling, glassy eyes, pointing his finger towards the bathroom door, a tingle of unease went through my body as my son crumpled his face into a teary pout and for the first time uttered his first words




-No mom



He said shaking his head in denial as tears streamed down his face.

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I turned my head towards the bathroom to see the figure of Beth, who was standing in the door frame with her hair up, and then noticed, reflected in the mirror the seam descending down the back of her head.


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(This Creepypasta was written by a Reddit user named Mr.Michael Squid,Respective credits)


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BUTTER ON YA THIGH

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Why didn't she just throw the baby at the ghost and run away


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Good question! I didn't actually think about it XD

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