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Creepypastas presents the bad days, day 38, Barbie.AVI.

Hello. This thing happened to me a few months ago. I just needed to share it with somebody.

It all started at my friend's party. He's an artist who rented out a loft in the industrial part of town.

If you can picture what a place like Detroit look like in the 1920s, that's what this area looks like.

A bunch of old turn-of-the-century factories crammed into ten blocks. Most of them are abandoned.

So I partied a little too hard that night and decided to crash on a couch at the loft.

I woke up at around 4am. The sun wasn't out yet, but you could still make things out in the dim blue light.

I went to the bathroom, carefully tiptoeing around people that were passed out on the floor.

As I was taking a piss, I tiptoed to look out the bathroom window and I saw the panorama of deserted urban decay.

I remembered how much I liked places like this. It was so dark and devoid of life.

It's strangely serene.

So I went back to the couch and tried to fall asleep.

After 45 minutes of staring at the ceiling, I decided I didn't want to be there any longer.

So I swallowed my pride and decided to wake my girlfriend up to beg her for a ride.

Since walking around the vacant streets at this time was not an option.

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