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I got the worst birthday present ever and just thinking about it still makes me want to vomit. You're probably thinking that I'm overreacting, but I am not and I guess I'll tell you about it just to show it.
This was on my 21st birthday and it was a pretty great, my family and friends were at my house. We were all having a great time and I was just starting to open my presents, until there was a knock on the front door and I started getting up. But my dad stopped me and being the good father that he is, told me to continue opening my presents while he went to go get it.
When my dad came back, he had the most confused look on his face and I asked what was wrong. He told me that when he opened the door, nobody was there and he just found this strange box at my door.
It was a medium size box that was wrapped in black wrapping paper and tied with a red bow, my dad set it down on the coffee table and everyone looked at each other confused. Curious, I undid the bow and took off the lid of the box. All there was a letter envelope, on the front of it was red ink penmanship that read "Don't read this until midnight"</b> and that was all in the box. Everybody was curious of what was inside of the letter envelope and started encouraging me to open the envelope, but I decided not to and continued enjoying the party.
After the party was over and everyone had left, but my mom and dad had stayed over to spend more time along with helping me clean up. I was busy putting my presents into my bedroom and when I headed back to the living room for more presents, I saw the strange present and remembered the letter. Looked at the time on my watch and saw that it was 12:00 midnight, so I decided to read the letter. I opened the envelope and took out the letter, opened it. What I read on the letter is still haunting to this day.
"Hello my beautiful dear, I decided to paint a portrait of you and your beauty for your birthday. All to make this more special, I did this from my memory of your memorable beauty and I hope you love it. But I must warn you that it's a bit horrific, so please don't be too scared by this lovely gift."</b>
"If you are curious is of where the portrait is, check the bottom of the box."</i
So I did and started touching the bottom of the box, felt something underneath it. Pushed on one of the corners of the bottom and saw it go inwards, then I took a hold of it and pulled the fake bottom off. Set it aside and saw a white cloth covering what a appeared to be a white canvas, carefully lifted up the canvas and took it about of the box.
Carefully took off the cloth to make sure that I didn't ruin what on the canvas and that's when I saw the most gruesome thing ever in my entire life, just like what was said in the letter was on the canvas. A portrait and it looked exactly like me, all of the many facial features that I had were exactly the same on the portrait.
The canvas was still white and the only color that was on there was the color red, but yet there was a strange foul smell coming from it.
At first I thought it was normal red paint that was on the portrait, but I leaned my nose close to it and smelled it. It wasn't paint, the foul smell was stronger and that's when I realized that this was blood. I immediately threw the portrait onto the coffee table and quickly backed away from it, almost throwing up.
My mom heard the thud sound that came from the canvas and came into the living room to see what was wrong, she saw me against the nearest wall with my mouth covered from trying not to vomit.
She saw the portrait and walked over to it, was about to pick it up. When I told her not to and that it wasn't normal paint on the canvas.
At first she didn't believe me, then I told her to smell it and she did. Immediately she backed away like I did, along with covering her mouth in horror and looked at me. Then back at the portrait, suddenly we heard the door handle of the front door turn and the door open. It was my dad, he just came back from taking out some trash and walked into the living room. Saw both me and mom standing away from the coffee table with disturbed looks on our faces, asked what was wrong and we told him.
From seeing the looks on our faces, he knew that weren't lying and asked if we knew for sure. We told him to do the same thing that we both did and when he did, he quickly went to the kitchen sink and threw up. Uncertain of what we should do and also not knowing if it was safe for me to stay at my apartment, incase there was some sort of killer who was after me.
My parents both suggested that it was safe for me to leave and stay with them for the night, I agreed. I quickly grabbed my phone and jacket, along with a few other things. We both ran out of the apartment and down to the parking lot, got into my parent's car and my dad floored it.
Straight out of the parking lot, after that night. I immediately moved to another apartment for my own safety and got rid of that horrible birthday present.
This was on my 21st birthday and it was a pretty great, my family and friends were at my house. We were all having a great time and I was just starting to open my presents, until there was a knock on the front door and I started getting up. But my dad stopped me and being the good father that he is, told me to continue opening my presents while he went to go get it.
When my dad came back, he had the most confused look on his face and I asked what was wrong. He told me that when he opened the door, nobody was there and he just found this strange box at my door.
It was a medium size box that was wrapped in black wrapping paper and tied with a red bow, my dad set it down on the coffee table and everyone looked at each other confused. Curious, I undid the bow and took off the lid of the box. All there was a letter envelope, on the front of it was red ink penmanship that read "Don't read this until midnight"</b> and that was all in the box. Everybody was curious of what was inside of the letter envelope and started encouraging me to open the envelope, but I decided not to and continued enjoying the party.
After the party was over and everyone had left, but my mom and dad had stayed over to spend more time along with helping me clean up. I was busy putting my presents into my bedroom and when I headed back to the living room for more presents, I saw the strange present and remembered the letter. Looked at the time on my watch and saw that it was 12:00 midnight, so I decided to read the letter. I opened the envelope and took out the letter, opened it. What I read on the letter is still haunting to this day.
"Hello my beautiful dear, I decided to paint a portrait of you and your beauty for your birthday. All to make this more special, I did this from my memory of your memorable beauty and I hope you love it. But I must warn you that it's a bit horrific, so please don't be too scared by this lovely gift."</b>
"If you are curious is of where the portrait is, check the bottom of the box."</i
So I did and started touching the bottom of the box, felt something underneath it. Pushed on one of the corners of the bottom and saw it go inwards, then I took a hold of it and pulled the fake bottom off. Set it aside and saw a white cloth covering what a appeared to be a white canvas, carefully lifted up the canvas and took it about of the box.
Carefully took off the cloth to make sure that I didn't ruin what on the canvas and that's when I saw the most gruesome thing ever in my entire life, just like what was said in the letter was on the canvas. A portrait and it looked exactly like me, all of the many facial features that I had were exactly the same on the portrait.
The canvas was still white and the only color that was on there was the color red, but yet there was a strange foul smell coming from it.
At first I thought it was normal red paint that was on the portrait, but I leaned my nose close to it and smelled it. It wasn't paint, the foul smell was stronger and that's when I realized that this was blood. I immediately threw the portrait onto the coffee table and quickly backed away from it, almost throwing up.
My mom heard the thud sound that came from the canvas and came into the living room to see what was wrong, she saw me against the nearest wall with my mouth covered from trying not to vomit.
She saw the portrait and walked over to it, was about to pick it up. When I told her not to and that it wasn't normal paint on the canvas.
At first she didn't believe me, then I told her to smell it and she did. Immediately she backed away like I did, along with covering her mouth in horror and looked at me. Then back at the portrait, suddenly we heard the door handle of the front door turn and the door open. It was my dad, he just came back from taking out some trash and walked into the living room. Saw both me and mom standing away from the coffee table with disturbed looks on our faces, asked what was wrong and we told him.
From seeing the looks on our faces, he knew that weren't lying and asked if we knew for sure. We told him to do the same thing that we both did and when he did, he quickly went to the kitchen sink and threw up. Uncertain of what we should do and also not knowing if it was safe for me to stay at my apartment, incase there was some sort of killer who was after me.
My parents both suggested that it was safe for me to leave and stay with them for the night, I agreed. I quickly grabbed my phone and jacket, along with a few other things. We both ran out of the apartment and down to the parking lot, got into my parent's car and my dad floored it.
Straight out of the parking lot, after that night. I immediately moved to another apartment for my own safety and got rid of that horrible birthday present.
Here's another creepypasta story, enjoy. - Haunting Misery
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