No.

This is creepy.

A podcast dedicated to sharing the most famous chilling and disturbing creepy pastas and urban legends in the world.

Whether these stories truly happened or are simply fabrications is for you to decide.

These stories may contain graphic depictions of violence and explicit language.

Listener discretion is advised.

For our first story this evening, when a lonely college student creates custom lighters,

inadvertently capturing the interest of a beautiful classmate, what begins as a promising connection takes

a dark turn and an unexpected temptation.

Creepy presents lighter art, written by no one of consequence. When you grow up a poor kid with nearly non-existent self-esteem and can't get the attention of anyone you consider desirable, you tend to grasp at any straws you can reach. In high school, I had plenty of friends, or at least I thought of them as friends and didn't question

what they considered me.

We hung out at lunch and during after-school activities, but other than that, I didn't see them.

Graduating and going off to community college didn't really change that.

I stay in the shadows and only find people to talk to during class,

but there's one new avenue for me to meet people that I hadn't had before. There are

a few smoking areas around campus and people there tend to be chatty. I'm sitting at one of

those tables, completely alone before my first class of the day during my second week as a freshman

when a giggle of pretty people enter the area. Two guys and four girls, all looking like they

can afford full-on university instead of this crummy community college. They got clothes with

expensive labels instead of the crap brands I can afford. The ladies wear bright makeup over golden tan skin that enjoys the beach while wearing bikinis.

It's fair to say I'd fantasize about women like this.

Sitting there, looking away from them and turning the music up on the one earbut I have,

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