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Oh, hello there- my name is Christopher Robin, and you are?
Oh... that's a lovely name.
Can I tell you about my friends?
Oh I can? Thank you so very much, I miss them so terribly much sometimes.
First there was pooh bear, and Eeyore, and Rabbit, Piglett and Roo, and Owl and all sorts of other friends!
I was a little boy when I used to visit them so very often, but one day I went to school for a little while.
When I came back I was horrified at what I saw- Pooh bear had been trying to climb a tree for some honey you see, and he wasn't very bright. He tied the rope around his neck instead of his waist, and when he fell... well, you get the picture.
The entire hundred Acre wood had a service for poor Pooh bear- it would have been a grand gathering if not for the circumstances.
Everyone paid their respects to Pooh bear before burying him beneath his favorite honey tree.
Even after the winds had grown cold and everyone else had left, I stayed.
Pooh bear had been my greatest friend you see- my best friend.
I wept for days with no consolation, even Rabbit's usually harsh mood turned gentle.
We were hit again though a few days later by yet another tragedy.
Eeyore, being lonely without Pooh bear to visit him every day, flung himself off of a cliff.
We found him three days after he had gone missing, sprawled on the ground with stuffing everywhere, his eyes were open and glazed.
We knew he was gone- he couldn't possibly have survived that long.
Piglet looked up to me with fright.
"p-p-poor Eeyore!"
I nodded and pushed Eeyore's stuffing back in before picking him up.
"poor old fellow, let's take him home piglet"
After that, one by one everyone disappeared, until only Piglet and I were left.
Piglet looked at me for a moment before a wide grin spread across his face.
"Christopher Robin... isn't it so lovely and quiet?"
I felt shocked at this.
"But Piglet, we're trying to find out who murdered everyone remember?"
He frowned slightly.
"What m-makes you think it was murder?"
I shivered at the look he gave me.
"well, so many deaths so close together are unnatural- especially Rabbits, nobody would have been able to live through gutting themselves alive with a carrot peeler, stuffed animal or not!"
Before I even knew what had happened, Piglet pulled out a knife and jumped at me.
I dodged easily with his being so small.
"P-piglet, what are you doing?!"
He lifted the heavy knife with a grunt and said.
"I'm making sure you f-feel my pain! Ever s-since you started coming to the hundred acre wood, Pooh bear calls you his best friend! I used to be his best friend! And you t-t-took him away!"
Piglett began to cry, wiping endless tears from his eyes- I realized it was true.
Pooh bear had always talked about times hanging out with Piglet, but we always seemed to leave piglet out of so many things, and we never really paid attention to him.
"Oh Piglett, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to take Pooh bear away"
I bent down to hug him, but he only swung his knife madly before falling to the ground in more sobs.
"I d-d-don't want your sympathy! I just want Pooh back! But I killed him! I pushed him off of the honey tree, and Eeyore too, I did it- I killed them all!"
I felt horrified at that, of course- you'd feel the same way after having a murderer confess to you.
At that time I didn't know what to do, and so I did the only thing I could think of.
Piglet had dropped the knife a few feet away from where he now sat, and so I picked it up before sneaking behind him.
I raised the knife and brought it crashing through his tiny body, splitting him in half, he died immediately.
I ran home, and told my parents what had conspired, with worried looks they nodded to each other.
The next thing I knew I was in this room with padded white walls.
They say I'm insane, but I don't sound insane do I?
I didn't think so.
I know all of these things happened... I'm glad you believe me.
Will you visit again?
Oh you will?
I can't wait, we can talk about happier times then!
Goodbye for now, please return soon!
Oh... that's a lovely name.
Can I tell you about my friends?
Oh I can? Thank you so very much, I miss them so terribly much sometimes.
First there was pooh bear, and Eeyore, and Rabbit, Piglett and Roo, and Owl and all sorts of other friends!
I was a little boy when I used to visit them so very often, but one day I went to school for a little while.
When I came back I was horrified at what I saw- Pooh bear had been trying to climb a tree for some honey you see, and he wasn't very bright. He tied the rope around his neck instead of his waist, and when he fell... well, you get the picture.
The entire hundred Acre wood had a service for poor Pooh bear- it would have been a grand gathering if not for the circumstances.
Everyone paid their respects to Pooh bear before burying him beneath his favorite honey tree.
Even after the winds had grown cold and everyone else had left, I stayed.
Pooh bear had been my greatest friend you see- my best friend.
I wept for days with no consolation, even Rabbit's usually harsh mood turned gentle.
We were hit again though a few days later by yet another tragedy.
Eeyore, being lonely without Pooh bear to visit him every day, flung himself off of a cliff.
We found him three days after he had gone missing, sprawled on the ground with stuffing everywhere, his eyes were open and glazed.
We knew he was gone- he couldn't possibly have survived that long.
Piglet looked up to me with fright.
"p-p-poor Eeyore!"
I nodded and pushed Eeyore's stuffing back in before picking him up.
"poor old fellow, let's take him home piglet"
After that, one by one everyone disappeared, until only Piglet and I were left.
Piglet looked at me for a moment before a wide grin spread across his face.
"Christopher Robin... isn't it so lovely and quiet?"
I felt shocked at this.
"But Piglet, we're trying to find out who murdered everyone remember?"
He frowned slightly.
"What m-makes you think it was murder?"
I shivered at the look he gave me.
"well, so many deaths so close together are unnatural- especially Rabbits, nobody would have been able to live through gutting themselves alive with a carrot peeler, stuffed animal or not!"
Before I even knew what had happened, Piglet pulled out a knife and jumped at me.
I dodged easily with his being so small.
"P-piglet, what are you doing?!"
He lifted the heavy knife with a grunt and said.
"I'm making sure you f-feel my pain! Ever s-since you started coming to the hundred acre wood, Pooh bear calls you his best friend! I used to be his best friend! And you t-t-took him away!"
Piglett began to cry, wiping endless tears from his eyes- I realized it was true.
Pooh bear had always talked about times hanging out with Piglet, but we always seemed to leave piglet out of so many things, and we never really paid attention to him.
"Oh Piglett, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to take Pooh bear away"
I bent down to hug him, but he only swung his knife madly before falling to the ground in more sobs.
"I d-d-don't want your sympathy! I just want Pooh back! But I killed him! I pushed him off of the honey tree, and Eeyore too, I did it- I killed them all!"
I felt horrified at that, of course- you'd feel the same way after having a murderer confess to you.
At that time I didn't know what to do, and so I did the only thing I could think of.
Piglet had dropped the knife a few feet away from where he now sat, and so I picked it up before sneaking behind him.
I raised the knife and brought it crashing through his tiny body, splitting him in half, he died immediately.
I ran home, and told my parents what had conspired, with worried looks they nodded to each other.
The next thing I knew I was in this room with padded white walls.
They say I'm insane, but I don't sound insane do I?
I didn't think so.
I know all of these things happened... I'm glad you believe me.
Will you visit again?
Oh you will?
I can't wait, we can talk about happier times then!
Goodbye for now, please return soon!
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Because winnie the pooh.
Christopher Robin thinks his stuffed animals are real.
And Piglet I an imagine should be quite Jealous of how much his beloved friend Pooh bear seems to hang out with Christopher.
I was always annoyed at how little we got to see piglet (t least that's how I feel- I would have loved to see more o f him)
Note: I plan on another pasta or two also based on whinnie the pooh, I'll try my best for a lost episode or movie
Christopher Robin thinks his stuffed animals are real.
And Piglet I an imagine should be quite Jealous of how much his beloved friend Pooh bear seems to hang out with Christopher.
I was always annoyed at how little we got to see piglet (t least that's how I feel- I would have loved to see more o f him)
Note: I plan on another pasta or two also based on whinnie the pooh, I'll try my best for a lost episode or movie
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Hey, I did a Creepypasta reading of this story! I'll provide the link when it's done!