Liar, Liar pants on fire

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
A man finds himself with a unknown note that a Japanese dude slipped inside of the gullible mans back pocket.

Submitted: December 10, 2018

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When i was still growing up in America during my early 30’s i went to Japan for a year and there was a flower viewing party that everyone was attending but me since i was the night guard protecting the entrance all night long. “hiy sexu, wunnu drenk?” A Japanese man in his 20’s said as i smirked and shook my head since i didn't understand his thick English accent. The man wore a revealing black Kimono with red belt tied around it. He looked like your typical pale skinned Japanese. Black hair and black eyes, nothing unique on this man's body but he sure was persistent. “sorry, i can't” I replied back and thankfully the man understood and left but he left me a note which he slipped in my back pockets which i was determined to just throw away after the party was over. Nothing much happened afterwards and i just stood there drinking my energy drink to keep myself awake as it was three in the morning by now so my shift should end soon. My shift ended so i walked back to my black pickup truck with my eyes twitching and on the verge of passing out so i drove home and when i got home i locked the door and just fell asleep on the nearest couch i saw and slept until 3pm that day. Upon awakening i noticed that the note was still in my back pockets so i got up and reached for the note to read and just throw away. I squinted my eyes and it read “liar,liar, pants on fire” I giggled a little as it was very childish of the man to give me this instead of his number so i was going to just throw it out but my phone rang so i put it back in my pocket. “Lets go hang out Tom, it's been a awhile ” I smile and tell my friend to meet up at the cafe in an hour or so. I drove their early and happened to bump into my professor from college. “did you...tell anyone?” I liked the blonde professor so i had to liar to her to save me the drama and the extra troubles. “Of course not” I said but then soon after my entire body felt hot, it was particularly cold but the intense heat didn't stop. I felt my whole body ignited into red dancing flames as it swallowed by body whole and i died within seconds. At the crime scene that Japanese bastard showed up silently and quickly took the note that was in my back pockets and smiled as he disappeared. “foolish humans never seem to fail to amuse me”and right then and there was the day i died and became a ghost forever stuck on earth until someone breaks my curse or another one touches the note.


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