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Titled My Gums Have been Itching

About a month ago, I was brushing my teeth like any other normal day. Except this time something was different, as the bristles of the tooth brush scratched across my gums I was immediately plagued by an insatiable itch.. It felt as if I had a bug bite directly above the roots of my teeth, and no matter what I tried I could never relieve the sensation.

I tried multiple times gargling salt water to no avail.. I didn't want to mutilate myself, I mean, who would? But as the days continued the itch was driving me crazy, I felt my sanity slip from me as I pondered over the least painful options I could think of while I still had a rational mind.

I began trying things like using a razor from my utility knife to gently slit my gums, and while they bled profusely I again tried the salt water.. It was so painful, it burned like nothing I had ever felt before.. and I wasn't able to do it for long before I had to spit the water out.. I cursed and sobbed as the itch persisted and was now getting worse.

I was going fucking insane, I wasn't able to sleep or eat.. My thoughts were only of how to cure this itch.. I ended up at my breaking point and decided that I needed to get UNDER my teeth if I was going to rid myself of this damn itch.

So.. with trembling hands I grabbed a pair of vice grips from my small toolbox and clamped onto one of my incisors. I tried yanking softly at first, and a shooting pain followed causing me to retract and drop the pliers onto the floor. I cursed again, I was fed up and couldn't handle it anymore.

I clamped the tooth once more, took a deep breath and quickly in one motion tried forcefully yanking it. Doing this only caused my tooth to break, and on top of the maddening itch my mouth was hot with the pain of the exposed nerve in my tooth.

I decided to look at the damage I had done, and when I did.. I immediately regretted it. Sticking out of my tooth was what looked to be a worm, wriggling and writhing. I vomited upon seeing this horrid sight, I felt my head get light and my vision began to go black. I awoke sometime later and looked into the mirror again.. This time there was no worm, but my mouth was still searing with pain, and the itching had become so unbearable that I didn't care what happened anymore.

One by one I broke each of my teeth trying to pull them, each tooth had a little wiggling worm coming out. I fought the urge to black out again, I was determined this time to rid myself of this nightmarish reality I was subjected to. All of my teeth were broken, the molars were especially painful to rip out. The itching didn't stop.. I decide more DRASTIC measures were in order.

I retrieved a small propane blow torch and my flat head screwdriver, then proceed to heat it glowing red before stabbing it into my gums and prying the fragments of my teeth out. Black liquid squirted out, I had assumed it was blood but the odor was foul and made my nose curl up in disgust.

Choking back gags I proceeded to do the same to the rest of them. Relief soon followed. Once my teeth were gone, sitting broken and bloody in the sink of my bathroom, I discovered the source of the itch..

What I thought were worms, were actually the tendrils of some small creature which I wasn't familiar with.. It was something out of Lovecraftian lore.. A small black body, slimy and disgusting. No eyes or mouth that I could make out. It reeked of rot, filling my eyes with tears.

I gagged, and I now believe that my gums and teeth were merely a cage of sorts for this creature, because when I pulled it from my bloody gum holes it slithered its way down my esophagus.. I felt it hit my gut like a shot of hard liquor.. I screamed and blacked out again, hitting my head on the corner of the sink.

When I awoke, I was ecstatic because the itch had finally gone away.. But then I remembered what had happened before I passed out.. And immediately afterwards.. I felt the same itch down in my guts..


THIS STORY IS NOT MY OWN IT BELONGS TO THE REDDITOR AND SUBREDDIT.
I just really enjoyed it and wanted to share

I will preface this with a trigger warning r/nosleep is for horror stories.


It was the fall of 2015 all was right with the world. The crimson leaves clung tightly to their limbs,and the smell of smoke rose from the country. It was bonfire season,and I happened to be invited to the biggest one of the yr.

At around six or seven pm I plugged the address into my phone ,and noticed the drive will take about an hour into the middle of nowhere.So with teenage hubris I clicked on my favorite disturbed album,and backed out of my driveway. Driving through downtown where they were setting up for their annual festival. Everyone was in some kind of themed costumed group.The streets were lined with jack o'lanterns ,lights,and booths full of fall goodies for the tourists to partake in. It wasn't long before the hustle ,and bustle is far behind me,and only country road lie ahead. Devoid of lights and sound the shadows of the forest danced around just out of sight. The only saving grace for this trail was the giant harvest moon.

It was the color of rust that had washed down a stream,and settled on some unfinished quartz. I was lost in thought when google maps loudly exclaimed
"In a quarter of a mile turn left on hickory trail"

I jumped and spotted the caution light up ahead. Luckily blinking red. I sat at that caution light for a good five minutes trying to calm myself,and stop siking myself out.

Finally I spotted my turn. This road was decorated with scare crows,jack o' lanterns,and your normal spooky accoutrement. Lights glowed,and strobes flashed,smoke machines billowed across the field's rolling grass,and the music was killer. Speakers blared the old halloween classics,the monster mash, thriller ,tunes from nightmare before christmas. It was truly a sight to see. I found a parking spot in the back away from the others ,as to keep my truck from getting dinged or robbed.


As I approached the farmyard gates there were all sorts of animatronics to send out shockwaves of fear,and joy for the guests. It was just like the setting of one of those horror films from the nineties, old fields,ruddy old wooden gate,and all the stops pulled out.

Walking through the gate I began calling my friends to meet me. I opened my phone ,and heard the familiar buzz of an amber alert "buzz buzz buzz" "buzz buzz buzz"

"Crawford county is on the look out for a
red suburban station wagon""buzz buzz buzz"

Like many others I ignored it , and felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Gah!" I jumped. My fear was short lived,for it was my best friend Kris.
"Goddammnit Kristen! I almost pissed myself!"
She giggled "come on man! they are about to start the pie eating contest,and I want to see Andy barf!!"

Andy was always entering these stupid contests to try and win money as part of his newest get rich quick schemes. He was going to be a competitive eater. This came about at the china buffet last week when he inhaled four plates of buttershrip.

"Alright let's hurry before he starts I saw this gross post on r/cringepics" I exclaimed while fast stepping to the competition area.

Approaching to table we see him sitting there all 290lbs and all ,waving like a madman at us. A big toothy smile crossed his bearded face as we took our seats.

"Ladies and gentlemen please turn your attention to the stage! You are about to witness an endeavor of pure gluttony! When you hear the sound of the cannon our contestants will begin! the first one to finish all four of his pies will win a check of five thousand dollars!!"

We all ooed and awed at the announcement woman as she signaled for the cannon to boom! And they are off Andy buried his face in the pies and "Buzz Buzz Buzz" another amber alert huh that's odd

"Attention all Crawford county residents
be on the look out for a white van !!""Buzz Buzz Buzz"

"That's the second one tonight" I murmured. Kris patted my arm "Never mind that look at Andy he is scarfing those pies down , Oh wow he only has one left."

I glanced up ,and Andy was covered in cherry pie like a toddler. Hands and face coated in the sticky red filling.
" BOOM" "And that signals Time is Up!!!" the woman exclaimed gleefully."Now let's check those PLATES!!! "
She walked from one contestant to the next "Hmmmm mhm , Well our winner is Andrew Greene!!"
Andy got up to accept his reward and fell forward with a THUD! Loud gasps,and small chatter filled the area as we rushed to the stage. "Andy! Andy!" I called frantically. "Bruh you good?"Kristen yelled. Just then he began to lift himself up off of the floor and graced the now shocked activity director with a shower of red sticky vomit. "Oh my.... You. YOU ARE DISQUALIFIED!!!!" She screamed holding her own mouth directly afterwards to contain the contents of her stomach.
Andy turned beat red and stormed off stage,and we trailed right behind him to console his wounded ego.
"its alright maybe next year bud"Kris said.
"Buzz Buzz Buzz"- "Why don't you turn the sound off ?" Kris said looking annoyed at my phone."Fine ,fine ,but three in a night is a little weird"I said .

We finally caught up to Andy who was staring at the cotton candy machine like a child."No,no Andy you just threw up"I mimicked a maternal voice. He stared at me disappointed and continued to the restroom to clean up.

After an array of carnival games,and rides we happened upon a strange tent in the back of the venue. There were no lights or flashing colors ,just a dingy old tent. "lets go in here" Andy begged. I looked to Kris for some support,but she was already heading inside. I did what any sane person would do ,and waited outside.
I Immediately opened my phone to see 6 unread alerts. All amber alerts."This is getting weird" sat on a near by bench checking my facebook timeline,and posting pictures to my instagram. After about an hour I started to get curious,and a little worried. So I decided to enter the tent.


Once I passed under the flap and there was nothing in there,just a few empty boxes ,and some old decorations . I then noticed that there wasn't anyone in the tent either. Had my friends left me?' Just walk right past me why don't you' I jested. They were probably playing a joke on me.
So with nothing left for me here, I exited through the same flap I came through. However, when I got to the other side, everything was turned off, no lights ,no music nadda. Just an abandoned venue. I called out to my friends checking the time . 'Its only 9 the fire should be starting' "hey ! Kris ,Andy!!!!!" "I spotted them looking generally lost."whats going on?" I asked. "I dunno we have been walking around for an hour thinking the fire dept shut it down" Andy said. I heard a faint noise in the distance as Andy started rambling. "Shh"
"what?" he said.
"shhhh do you hear that?'. I whispered."Yeah I-I do what is that?"he whispered fearful.
"sounds like singing" said kris. We followed the sound of the singing all the way to this bright glow. Dozens of children were standing around mezmerised ,and we had to push through the crowd of small bodies to get to the source. "Away away
to my happy place
where the children play" She stopped mid song and started screeching,causing all of the kids to snap out of their trance and start panicking . Just then from the shadows a man in a pinstripe suit stepped out into the glow ,and snapped causing her to start again. "Well you three certainly shouldn't be here." He stated looking down menacingly. "They must have forgotten to seal the gate after the last batch" He rubbed his chin deciding our fate."What the hell are you doing with all of these children?" Andy exclaimed."Oh well that's simple, I have rescued them from all of those filthy perverts." Andy shook his head in disbelief "Bullshit" The man sIghed "I was afraid of that." He turned his head around 180 degrees ,and shouted "Hey, its a code red!!!" Just then rootlike hands sprouted from the dirt and wrapped their gnarly fingers around our legs making it impossible to move. The pain was like a boa constrictor cutting off my circulation. I tried pulling free to no avail.

Huge figureds exited the tents around us carrying syringes."What's the problem boss?" one of them said in a simple tone. "Those three the tall ones" he said as he pointed in our direction. They approached us swiftly,before we could swat them away we were injected with the contents of said syringes.

When I awoke it seemed like the world got bigger, I look over still groggy to try,and get a grasp on where I am or what I am doing. "Hello?" I called into the pitch. "Whinney is that you?" it was a small boy. Who was this small boy,and how does he know my name. "Yes, w-w-what's your name?" I stuttered. "Its me Andrew!"
"ANDREW???? b-b-but Andy is a grown man!" I cried. "Oh god shut up!" A little girl yelled "I'm sleeping!!!". "Kris is that you?" I asked fearfully. "Ye-woah is it just me or did I lose about a hundred lbs?"she asked. "I think they did something to us, something weird, I can't feel anything". A spotlight came on and there were hundred of children all around us,but I still couldn't spot them.The big men from before came and wheeled everyone out of the room,and onto a platform where they loaded the kids up into cars trucks and vans. "Take the changelings back to earth I will deal with these three"whispered the pinstripe man.


He approached us. "You three have two options, you can work for me,and return once a year to be carnies, Or you can stay small,and become pets or slaves to the sidhe?" "I will give you a minute to talk it out"

Hushed whispers filled the sickeningly sweet air. "If we become employees we can stop him right?" I whispered. They agreed."Alright we will work for you, In exchange we want to be adults again,and to go back to earth" He blinked his beady little eyes ,and giggled. "in that case" He made a weird whistling noise,and others who looked much like him came carrying a hot silver branding rod. "I will burn my mark in precious metal on your skin. This day you will return again" He said melodically as they approached us with their searing staffs.

The pain was white hot,it felt cold to the touch until they pulled it off. In my skin there was a perfect celtic knot,one like I have never seen before. I heard my friends cry out with the same pain. and just like that he snapped us back into our plane of existence.


We awoke in that abandoned tent with goose eggs on our heads. I woke up and heard the festivities outside. "OO the bonfire is lit!" someone outside said..I noticed the lack of pain where the brand was supposed to be ,and chalked it up to a fever dream, No marks just the bump on the head. I noticed a beam sagging on our way out."Must have bumped my head on the way in guys" they just nodded. "craziest dream ever"Kris said ."Huh ? me too" I muttered.


On our way out I turned and thanked Andy for the invite to which he replied"I thought you invited me?" I shook my head.



Its been a years now,and I still get that pain in my back when its time to work.

I apologize to anyone who has missed my presence. These past few months have been hard on me. It started with a deep depression caused by my spiritual side becoming stagnant. I was reluctant to do much of anything, so I took time off to reflect on myself,my life,and where I was heading,and quite frankly what my new goals are. Then I had a wedding to plan, it will commence Oct the 11th finally we will be recognised in the mundane world. We held our binding Aug 11th. Due to Covid-19 we will have a reception at a later date for that. After all of that fuss was over I had a relative die,and my mundane mother being the monster that she is decided to drink the last of his morphine so he died in a very painful manner.

Then the monster decided to endanger a small child so of course I called cps. For those of you who don't know, my mundane monster and I have quite the past. She believes that I am satan,and has always perpetuated abuse in my life,or the countless attempts to ruin my life. Not counting her invading every aspect ,and dismantling what I build every time I gave her a chance. The woman couldn't be left alone with me for the first six months of my life. (tldr mom's a manipulative abusive narcissistic sociopath who has always viewed me as her enemy I apologize for anyone who has had the displeasure of dealing with her)

I took a little time to rediscover myself. What I have discovered is that I feel that I am being lead to counsel more so than I am to be a warrior. I am starting to slow down,and look at my actions. I no longer drink so my remorse bone is in full effect. In fact I now refuse to drink at all.


I am sorry that I have prattled on narcissistically just now, but I just wanted to send out a mass message to those who were curious.