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The Itch .: Creepypasta :. Warning! This is not intended for younger audiences, the squeamish, or anything of the sort.The Itch .: Creepypasta :. by Vane--Chan
This is more on the lines of a gorypasta.
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You know, I've never really given the random itches and tickles all over my body that much thought. Sometimes it'd be related to something more serious than the no-see-'ems, like a rash or allergies. Sometimes there's the occasional poison ivy or other poisonous plant. That's what I thought this was at first.
Today was no different than any other ordinary day. It was in the middle of October, and the corn fields were being cut down. Now if you're like me and you have an allergy to mold and the such, then I'm sure you can relate. The swelling of glands and earaches, let alone headaches... I'm sure you're no stranger. But something that I never really gave thought about was the fact it was making my e