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[యూజర్ పేరు]

One night, I was in bed, beating my wife, when phone ring. I beat phone, then pick it up. I hear voice. Voice says;

"What you do with my daughter?!"

I turn to wife and demand to know why her father interrupt me beating her. But she say, her father is dead!

Then, KGB break into house and arrest me for illegal possession of phone.

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

I check into small hotel a few kilometers from Kiev. It is late. I am tired. I tell woman at desk I want a room. She tells me room number and give key. "But one more thing comrade; there is one room without number and always lock. Don't even peek in there." I take key and go to room to sleep.

Night comes and I hear trickling of water. It comes from the room across. I cannot sleep so I open door. It is coming from room with no number. I pound on door. No response. I look in keyhole. I see nothing except red.

Water still trickling. I go down to front desk to complain. "By the way who is in that room?" She look at me and begin to tell story.

There was woman in there. Murdered by her husband. Skin all white, except her eyes, which were red.

I tell her I don't give a shit. Stop the water trickling or give me refund. She gave me 100 ruble credit and free breakfast.

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

Mother and father got a little tired from building Communism, so they want to go to Moscow to buy vodka. They call their most trusted babysitter. When the babysitter arrives, children already sleep in beds. Babysitter just sits around and make sure everything good with children. Later that night, babysitter gets bored and goes to read Marx, but she can't read it downstairs because there's no electricity (the parents didn't want children reading Marx all night long).

So, she calls them and asks if she can get candles to read Marx in their room. Of course, the parents say it's okay, but the babysitter has one final request... she asked if she could cover up the Lenin statue outside the bedroom window with a blanket or cloth, because it maeks her nervous.

The phone line is silent for a moment, and the father who says, "Take the children and get out of the house... we will call milita. We do not have an Lenin statue."

The militia found all three of the house occupants dead because KGB killed them for trying to cover Lenin's statue. And militia arrested parents for not having a Lenin statue.

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

You are home to watch Pravda on televisir about degenerate murderer who is on the loose. You look out the window door to beet field, and you notice Man standing in the snow. He look like foto on televisir and he smile at you. You gulp vodka, picking up fone to your right and dialing Local Militia Precinct Commissar. Back out the glass you look, pressing fone to ear. Notice he now closer to you. You drop vodka in shock.

No footprints in snow. It was reflection. You dullard!

Your apartment is bulldozed down to make way for glorious tractor factory.

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

Once I hear story about girl in Chaplygin. She was asleep in her bed, when she feel lick on her hand. She thinks it is dog and goes to sleep. Next morning, she finds note on dresser with dead head of dog. It says "Capitalists can lick too." She screams.

The girl was sent for re-education in Estonia, her parents sent to labor in Siberia. One must always be watchful and never let American spies into one's house.

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

"Father, I had a bad dream"

You take a sip of vodka and roll over. You stare at the clocktower on Sobornaya Square it's 3:23. "Go back to sleep, there is work tomorrow."

"No, Father."

The familiar warm buzz of vodka starts to sink in. You can barely make out your daughter's pale form in the darkness. "Why is that, devochka moya?"

"Because in my dream, when I was about to go back to sleep, the thing wearing Mother's skin sat up."

You pause, and face your daughter and look at her intensely. The figure behind you begins to stir.

"Don't talk that way about your brother, it is not his fault we have no money for coats."

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

One night man tries escape from gulag.

Makes his way to cabin in middle of tundra. Inside is plain, but many family pictures on walls. He falls asleep. In middle of night he is put in sack and dragged out. The next morning he is shot like dog.

Pictures are windows. KGB always watching.

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

Russian man is at work alone. Copy machine begins making copies. Man did not make copies. He goes to look. Copies show him dead at desk.

He curses bad Swedish machines. Shoots copier, and begins making all copies by hand.

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

Toys are made by loyal factory for amusement of the children of the motherland.

Toys are of baby, and have realistic crying function.

Soon, it becomes difficult to distinguish baby and toy.

Both are burned for warmth.

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

Unpopular state worker becomes butt of many joke. Day after unfortunate tractor accident, comrades from her village place severed arm in unpopular state worker's bed, and wait for morning to laugh.

Morning comes and they enter room to find her eating arm. Horror results, because arm is enough to feed three comrades, and she will not share!

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

Girl is being given gift of very old matroshka doll. Girl opening matroshka doll and finding inside doll after doll of family and friends.

The last doll is being image of girl herself. Inside last doll, girl is finding evidence of treason against the Soviet Party. Girl is surrendering herself to Party for treason and being executed.

Such is life in Moscow.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

Legend is being going like this.

You entering bathroom and standing in front of mirror. Turning candles off and, while being in front of mirror, spinning rapidly, you chanting "Leon Trotsky" "Leon Trotsky" "Leon Trotsky," three times, while catching glimpses of self on mirror. It is said that you be seeing image of Leon Trotsky on mirror.

Upon exiting bathroom you are being arrested by KGB for believing in existence of Leon Trotsky, whom the party as proven never existed.

Such is life in Moscow.

[MorikoMisa]

COMBO-BREAKER.

[యూజర్ పేరు]

You're late. The combo ended with my last post.

[LOON_ATTIC]

BobManPerson Wrote:devochka moya

Lol, I actually know what that means. Rosetta stone is pretty cool guy
Bro say cool copypasta story. Literal. I laugh.
Удивительная история, брат!

[The Desert Fox]

Nice Russian creepypasta you have thar.

[Alucard483]

herp de' derp

[AWOL]

Copypasta of the motherland, I like comrade.

[aaaaaaasd]

Such is life in Moscow.

[The Desert Fox]

In Soviet Russia, Moscow in life.

[AWOL]

In Communist Moscow, you kill Russia.

[Alucard483]

The fuck? I binned this shit yesterday.