Creepypasta, Share The Sound.

Hello there.. I am using my one hour computer time this evening to share my experience. Even if no one reads it, or no one believes me, just writing it down will feel good. I've tried sharing it with my psychiatrist but he doesn't believe me. I'm not surprised at all the people here don't know what they're doing. But anyway that doesn't matter right now. I guess i'll start with my story.

One night I was relaxing with a little music after work. I loved music. Music could relax me, energize me, motivate me. I enjoyed all kinds, name any band or singer and I could find at least one song I liked. Well except a few and i'm pretty sure you can guess who those bands and singers are.. But anyway. I went on youtube and clicked on a random video from my "liked video" list. I sat back and let the soothing sounds wash away the aggravation of the work day. For some reason I found the song more addictive than usual. I listened to is again and again, I clicked the replay button over and over, it was never enough. But after what felt like only a few hours I noticed the sun was rising, I had been awake listening to this all night. Oddly enough I wasn't tired. But I had to get to work soon so I reluctantly turned off my computer. The silence left my ears hungry for more music but I knew my priorities so I got ready for work and left.

Later while I was at work my brain was practically screaming for the calming smooth sounds of music. It was as if my life depended on hearing those wonderful notes and rhythms right then and there. I gave in and opened my computer, I typed in youtube quickly, I was already logged in despite always logging out after every work day. But they didn't matter right now I had only one thing on my mind. Again I clicked on a random song and my cravings suddenly stopped. It was like taking a bite of your favorite food after being starved. It felt wonderful. The sounds washed over me like a wave. Only this time, I noticed another noise that was not normally in this song playing in the background. I thought about it only briefly because it seemed almost as if the music had completely taken over my brain. The lyrics appeared every time I closed my eyes, and even thought I could usually hear sounds around me while my ear buds were in, this time all other noise was drowned out, the music had saturated every inch of my brain and body, even my very soul. And I wanted more. Soon the work day was over and all I had done was listen to music. Every single song on my liked list. I had completely forgotten about that odd little noise in the background. It had faded away more and more until it blended with the rest of the music.

When I got home I went straight to my lap top and continued right where I left off. I never noticed the noise in the background was getting louder and louder. Soon that sound was the only thing playing. But I didn't notice. I was just listening to what I thought was playing. The music I had listened to so frequently was so embedded in my mind that I never noticed it was not the song I thought it was. That sound, it was the same message being repeated over and over, embedding itself in my mind. It was making my self conscious deteriorate, it was replaced with that one message. "Share the sound. Share the sound. Share the sound." I obeyed. I sent the music links to everyone I knew every way I could. Texting, email, I updated my facebook with the music links every five minutes, I visited random chat rooms, I sent comments on profiles on deviant art, I did everything.

I was blocked from most of my sites for spamming, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was sharing the sound. Soon I just started going out and passing out cards with the web addresses. They mostly ignored them so I became more assertive. I would break into their houses and type in the addressees (I knew them by heart) one day someone caught me and called the police. That's how I wound up in this nut house.

Well there you go. My little story. Since I've shared, now you can share something too.

Share. The. Sound.