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Hello, it’s Spooky Boo! I’m back from summer vacation and here to read some spooky, scary stories to you. These stories come from the depths of the internet. Some may be true and some are fiction. Many of the stories no one even knows where they come from or are anonymously placed in the Creepypasta libraries around the web. Why don’t you be the judge and visit my website at CreepypastaScaryStories.com and let me know in the comments.Before we get started, I’d like to invite you to watch Creature Features with me on Saturday nights at 9 PM Pacific on YouTube. We all have fun in the chat room while watching the old horror and sci-fi movies presented by the adorable horror host Vincent van Dahl along with his stately butler Livingston and tantalizing but dangerous housemate Tangella along with their guest of the week. Get the link at www.creaturefeatures.tv.I write and tell my own horror stories on the Spooky Boo’s Scary Story Time website and podcast. Check it out at www.scarystorytime.com or support the channel at Patreon and get all of what you see here and my stories as well in once podcast at www.spookyboo.club.I’d also like to thank all of the courageous firefighters and first responders out here in California and everywhere. Thank you for all of your diligent hard work in keeping us safe for these torrential fires. You are in our hearts and prayers always.Now, let’s begin.Story Number OneThe Skeleton in the ThroneCan you hear it?Thud… thud… thud… thud…. You… you are alive! You cannot hear it? Try harder…. Thud… thud… thud… thud… thud…. That… that is the sound of life coursing through your veins! But what of the lack of it? Why, that is surely the tell-tale sign of a dead carcass! Oh, but what is more delectable and delicious than a stale corpse? I do not know.Mmmn…. I can feel the crisp frigid air stabbing at my barren flesh. Oooh, the sting of the brandings and scars of His divinity! My, yes, they hurt, but they were all for Him! Him, I say! The bringer of darkness and despair! The Wyrm!I stand here, naked and shivering, before His holy abode: this cave of plague and revulsion. I can hear my blood trampling through my body…. It must be given back! I must prove my devotion to His disease! Oh, but I dare not arrive before him with only my body, oh, no! No, no, no! You see, I have brought others into my body! I have bathed in the blood of the babe! I have ingested and fattened myself upon the innocent! I have devoured and absorbed the very children I have birthed! Though, that is not all, no! For I have taken from the needy and preyed upon the weak! And above all, I have brought Him these disgusting little larvae! I, and I alone, am the Maggot! The most devoted receiver of His grime! And all of these putrescent children are but squirmy little larvae!Oh, but how beautiful this pale wintry sky is! Oh, how tranquil these peaceful evergreens that house and protect all that is natural and right are! Ack! It must all burn! Burn to the ground, I say! For that is His will! And oh, look how comforting the daunting sight of the cave before me is, with its grotesque formations and the rancid stench of decay that oozes from its gaping, gnarled mouth! Before I intrude, however, I must slaughter to Him one of these horrid larvae!“Come hither!” I bark at a particularly frightened looking child.It raises its teary eyes and slowly inches forth to me, and I tear away its squishy pale throat!“This is for you, my Father!” I shriek ecstatically to the heavens as the blood dribbles down my chin and the larva writhes and oozes on the cold hard earth.Now that I have properly conducted the sacrifice for Him,