# Something in my body is trying to escape

An episode of [CreepsMcPasta Creepypasta Radio](https://invisiblenetwork.ai/podcast/1492008134), 22 Jun 2024, 29 min.

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## Transcript

[0:01] Have you ever experienced something that shock you to your very core, something that
[0:07] makes you remember every single little detail of your surroundings from that moment in time,
[0:13] Even years after, I can remember so vividly the moment I realized something
[0:21] was wrong with me. I was in my junior year of high school,
[0:25] sitting in class just like any other day. I remember the smell of the
[0:30] razors and cheap cologne that permeated off my classmate who sat next to me.
[0:36] I remember the scratchy tag of my T shirt and how I was resisting taking
[0:40] it off in the middle of class, just to cut it off. I
[0:45] remember what my teacher, Missus Brown, was talking about, the fall of
[0:49] Constantinople. My mouth felt dry, and I kept looking at the clock,
[0:55] counting down the minutes until I had lunch so I could get a soda.
[1:00] The sound of a pen clicking behind me was synchronized with the song that was
[1:03] stuck in my head. All those things were going through my brain at once.
[1:10] My adhd mind went a million miles per hour. When it all came
[1:14] down to a crashing halt. When I felt it at eleven twenty three,
[1:22] I felt what I can only describe as a hand grabbing at the inner lining
[1:26] of my stomach. Yet it didn't necessarily hurt, not at this point.
[1:34] That's not why I got so scared. You see, not only do I
[1:38] have ADHD, I also have OCD that manifests itself in the fear of anything
[1:45] growing or moving inside me. Even if I think about the concept of blood
[1:51] moving in my body or a heart that is beating in my chest, I
[1:55] have to think of something else. I've had full blown panic attacks because of
[2:00] it. The closest term for this is tocophobia. That's technically the fear of
[2:06] pregnancy. I'm a guy, so it's not completely accurate, but it's really
[2:12] the closest term. I mean, I also have a huge fear of pregnancy,
[2:17] not necessarily of me being pregnant, but even though I knew I could
[2:22] never get pregnant, the thought of it made me feel sick. I bet
[2:28] you can imagine the terror that overcame me. As I felt something moving inside
[2:32] me, I made an audible groan and grabbed my stomach. The whole class
[2:38] turned to look at me. Even my teacher stopped talking to ask if I
[2:43] was okay. I stood up and started to run to the nurs's office without
[2:47] even acknowledging my teacher. My first thought wasn't thinking that something was actually in
[2:53] my body. Even stomach aches and the feeling of gurgling in my stomach made
[3:00] me feel this way before. I didn't have anything on hand to help with
[3:04] the stomach ache. Unfortunately, however, the nurse always did. I sprinted
[3:12] across the school, hoping and praying that my stomach wouldn't make that awful feeling
[3:16] again. Before I got there, I turned the corner into the nurse's office
[3:22] with my tennis shoes squeaking in the process. I saw the school nurse,
[3:25] Missus Kennedy, sitting on the couch in her office reading a magazine. She
[3:31] looked up at me with a sweet smile that quickly turned to worry. Sam.
[3:38] What is it? How can I help? She said, as she
[3:42] stood up and hurried over to me, putting her hand over mine with just
[3:46] grabbing my stomach tightly. It's it's my stomach. Something's wrong with my stomach,
[3:53] I mumbled with the red face. She shuffled away over to a large
[3:59] medicine ca and she motioned for me to sit down. She asked me questions
[4:03] about my stomach, asking if it was pain, grumbling, cramps, nausea,
[4:09] etc. As she was asking me what my symptoms were and digging through
[4:15] bottles, the feeling happened again. However, this time it was different.
[4:23] It felt like fingers grazing against the inside of my body. I screamed and
[4:30] wrapped my arms around my torso Missus Kennedy ran over to me to comfort me.
[4:35] This seems a lot worse than normal. Maybe we should call your parents,
[4:41] she said, as she put her hand on my back. It felt
[4:45] like some days I saw missus Kennedy more than my teachers. Any small element
[4:50] would distract me so badly from class that I had to go see her,
[4:55] sometimes multiple times a day. She knew at this point when something was really
[5:00] wrong. Within about thirty minutes, both my parents were there with us.
[5:09] That may seem fast, but I'm an only child and my parents are very
[5:13] aware of my tendencies. They know I can spiral and like to be around
[5:18] if it happens. They kept asking me where the pain was. I think
[5:25] they assumed by the way I wasn't responding to their questions, the pain must
[5:29] have been really bad. The reality was that I just didn't know how to
[5:34] tell them. What was going on. I got so frustrated after they asked
[5:40] me over and over again that I just yelled at them something is inside me,
[5:46] Get it out, Get it out. I left my shirt and was
[5:50] ripping at my stomach, leaving rednails, scratches and cuts. My mum and
[5:56] dad ran to either side of me to grab my arms. Missus Kean had
[6:00] seen me go pretty crazy, but this was the worst I've ever gotten in
[6:03] front of her. My parents, however, had seen a similar situation before,
[6:11] not exactly like this, but they didn't skip a beat on trying to
[6:14] help me. Sam breathe, sweetie. Just remember everything is in you for
[6:19] a reason. It's keeping you alive. Nothing is going to hurt you,
[6:25] my mom said softly to me, trying to calm me down with the words.
[6:28] My therapist gave her ice cubes. Get him ice cubes, she said
[6:32] to missus Kennedy. As I started to hyper ventilate, Missus Kennedy grabbed a
[6:39] zip lock bag and started to fill it with ice cubes. My mom went
[6:43] over to her and grabbed her an ice cube right out of the bag,
[6:46] opened up my hand and put the ice cube in it. This worked in
[6:51] the past. To distract me. I knew that's what she was doing,
[6:56] and trust me, I wanted it to work too. But this was different.
[7:01] I kept trying to tell myself that it was just a different feeling I
[7:05] hadn't felt before, that it wasn't possible something was physically inside my body,
[7:13] but I couldn't help it. Everyone in the room could see that this was
[7:18] getting intense. I think they assumed it was just a mental breakdown and that
[7:25] nothing was physically wrong with my body. But I didn't care. I just
[7:30] wanted help. My parents got me into the car, with my mom even
[7:36] sitting in the back seat with me, she kept trying to distract me with
[7:41] conversation when my mind was only on that awful feeling in my stomach. We
[7:46] pulled up to the er and my mom guided me in while holding both my
[7:50] wrists. If i'll Achoo was walking me on a leash, but I didn't
[7:56] fight it. I knew she was just trying to stop me from scratching my
[8:00] stomach. We walked in and I spoke to the receptionist. All I said
[8:07] was that I had a terrible pain in my stomach. I didn't want to
[8:11] sound too crazy. I just needed a doctor to look at whatever was going
[8:16] on. After giving the receptionist my name and insurance information, we went to
[8:22] sit down. I was sitting in between my parents, and I could see
[8:28] my mom lean back to try and mouth something to my dad without me seeing.
[8:33] I didn't think much of it. I was way more worried about other
[8:37] things. My dad then went up to the receptionist. He pointed over to
[8:43] me, and she looked a little concerned. I saw her pick up the
[8:48] clipboard that I had my information on it, and she started writing something else
[8:52] on it. I asked my dad what he did, and he just said
[8:58] not to worry and that he wanted to let her know it was urgent.
[9:03] No more than ten minutes went by and I felt a terrible moving sensation.
[9:11] I cringed and grabbed my stomach, immediately followed by not just the feeling of
[9:16] a hand grabbing my insides, but also scratching and pinching. I yelled out
[9:22] in pain as the other people in the waiting room looked at me mortified.
[9:28] A doctor and a couple of nurses came running over to me and helped me
[9:31] up, but I couldn't stand up. I was in too much pain.
[9:37] They put me in a wheelchair and started to head for a room. However,
[9:41] they didn't take me through the normal, big er doors that went to
[9:46] the standard examination rooms. They took my parents and I through a smaller door
[9:50] to the side that I had a pad lock on it. We walked through
[9:56] a white hallway that was very quiet. The doctor and nurses showed us to
[10:01] my room and helped me into my bed. As I was wriggling and wincing,
[10:07] I had one parent either side of me, patiently waiting to stop my
[10:11] arms from scratching. The doctor was trying to ask further questions, but he
[10:18] could tell it wasn't going anywhere. I knew that my dad probably told that
[10:22] receptionist about my ozyd tendencies that I needed to go to the pside cord,
[10:28] not just to the standard side of the er. I couldn't take it any
[10:33] more and blurted out that something was inside my stomach and that it was trying
[10:39] to get out. The doctor just looked at my parents for a reaction,
[10:43] and they gave him a sad nod. It was like they warned him that
[10:48] this could happen. The doctor didn't just think I was crazy. My parents
[10:54] did too. The doctor took a deep breath and came up to me.
[11:00] I knew I was about to hear some kind of dumb speech about how this
[11:03] was just my O c D and everything was going to be okay. As
[11:09] he came closer to me, I pulled on my shirt and he gasped.
[11:16] Not only was my stomach scratched a blight crazy, but we saw a movement.
[11:24] It looked like when a pregnant woman can see a baby kicking, but
[11:28] this was much stronger. It was stretching my skin. My parents stood up
[11:35] and gasped, while the doctor looked frantic and unprepared. Damn, damn,
[11:39] damn, damn, damn, the doctor said, as he backed out of
[11:43] the room. Hang on, We're getting this taking care of Just hang tight.
[11:48] Seconds later, a nurse came in to gave me some painkillers. I
[11:54] started to feel the pain slip away with something so much worse started to creep
[11:58] in. I heard her voice, not my own, not some creepy sounding
[12:07] creature, but the voice of a normal sounding man that I'd never heard before.
[12:13] But that wasn't the scary part. The scary part was what he was
[12:20] saying to me. Get me out, Get me out, Get me out.
[12:26] It started in a normal tone, but slowly became more urgent and rushed,
[12:31] then demanding. The voice would coincide with a movement inside me. It
[12:39] was getting so loud that I was having a hard time hearing the people around
[12:41] me. The doctor came in just a few minutes after I last saw him.
[12:46] He was red and sweaty, like he'd just run a marathon. He
[12:52] told me they needed a zoo, just a few tests and what was inside
[12:54] me? Before taking action. I was trying so hard to pay attention to
[13:01] the words coming out of his mouth, but all I could hear was the
[13:05] voice. The voice stopped for just a second and changed what he was saying.
[13:11] Now he was repeating, cut me out, cut me out, cut
[13:15] me out now. I now knew this thing didn't just want out, but
[13:20] it wanted out now. I begged the doctor to just get it out now,
[13:26] but he wouldn't listen. The voice spoke up again, this is taking
[13:31] too long. Don't be afraid. Get me out yourself. I think it
[13:37] could feel me resisting him without realizing it. I was looking around the room
[13:43] for something. It was like I didn't have control over my head or eyes.
[13:48] Anymore. I knew the voice was looking for a knife, but I
[13:52] was trying to ignore the feeling. I knew there weren't any knives around.
[13:56] I was in a very safe place. Just as I had the feeling I
[14:01] was safe, it was immediately taken away. The thought passed through my head
[14:09] that my dad probably had a pocket knife on him. My heart sank.
[14:13] I knew this thing could hear my thoughts. I knew what it would try
[14:18] to do. The next thing I knew. I was on my feet leaping
[14:24] for my dad. My body it is luckily it's in pretty good shape for
[14:28] his age, and had no problem putting me in my place. He got
[14:33] on top of me and pinned me to the ground. All the while I
[14:37] could barely hear my mom in the background yelling at my dad to be careful.
[14:43] My dad knew something was going on and that I just needed to be
[14:46] on the ground until I calmed down. My body tried to flail, but
[14:52] it wasn't successful. The whole time, the voice in my head now yelling
[14:56] and screaming, not saying any distinguishable words, but just having what felt like
[15:03] a tantrum. What made my dad the most uncomfortable was the kicking feeling coming
[15:09] from my stomach. After a couple of minutes, the voice calmed down and
[15:16] I felt in charge of my body again. My dad slowly got up and
[15:20] attempted to help me up, at this point with an audience of hospital staff
[15:26] that looked like they were getting ready to take me somewhere for more tests.
[15:33] Just as I stood up, I felt the voice take over and I lost
[15:37] all sense of my own body. I felt like a shell of myself.
[15:43] My dad gave me a soft, yet worried smile, and in that instance,
[15:48] I grabbed him and reached into his pocket. My heart sank as I
[15:52] felt his pocket knife. The room started to panic and about five people tried
[16:00] to grab it from me. The last thing I remember is plunging the knife
[16:04] into my stomach. I felt a blinding pain and everything went black. Several
[16:17] hours later, I started to wake up. Everything was extremely blurry and fuzzy.
[16:25] I could hear a faint voice telling me to relax. As the minutes
[16:30] passed by, things started to get a little bit clearer. I looked around
[16:36] and saw I was in a large room with a few other patients. A
[16:40] nurse was going up to all the beds and checking in on them. I
[16:45] tried to sit up a bit to get more comfortable. I moved my hospital
[16:48] gown out of the way and saw a huge scar about six inches across.
[16:56] Most of the scar looked very surgical, like what i'd imagine sea section surgery
[17:00] would look like, except where I remember the knife going in. It looked
[17:07] like a bunch of extra stitches had to be added where it went in.
[17:11] It also looked pretty bruised. I can imagine that a dull ten year old
[17:15] knife that was harshly shoved into a body really wouldn't clean cut through and leave
[17:22] some damage. The feeling of shock from looking at my stomach was quickly gone
[17:27] when I realized that meant whatever was in me was now gone. I didn't
[17:33] hear the voice, I didn't feel a hand in my gun anymore. I
[17:37] didn't see that vile kicking anymore. I felt like I could breathe. I
[17:45] asked the nurse what they found, and she looked flush. Ah, that's
[17:52] something that you are. Your doctor will talk to you once you eat something
[17:57] and can speak clearly, she said as she scurried off, looking upset.
[18:04] Shortly after that, I was wheeled into a recovery room and my parents came
[18:08] to see me. As they walked in, they had a very similar look
[18:15] on their faces as the nurse did. They looked pale and didn't want to
[18:19] look me in the eyes. I kept asking them questions about what was going
[18:25] on, but they said the doctor needed to discuss it with me and he
[18:29] wanted to make sure I wasn't feeling high from the anesthesia. While we had
[18:33] the conversation, the doctor didn't come and see me for another ten hours,
[18:40] which felt strange. And to add to the strangeness, my parents were taking
[18:45] shifts hanging out with me. There was only overlap when they switched and the
[18:51] other parent took over while the other one left the room. I would understand
[18:56] if they weren't both with me for the whole time. I'm not that needy,
[19:02] but they were only both in the room together for about an hour.
[19:07] That was the hour before the doctor came to my room. Finally, the
[19:12] doctor came in to talk to me. When he walked in, the room
[19:18] was cold and quiet. It was evident he didn't feel the same relief I
[19:23] was feeling. He seemed awkward, like he was taking way too long to
[19:29] get over to me, He grabbed a chair and scooted it close to me.
[19:36] Listen, Sam, I know this last twenty four hours has been very
[19:40] challenging. I apologize for not explaining what happened during your surgery sooner, but
[19:45] we all needed time to figure it out and quite frankly, process what happened.
[19:52] We feel we have enough information to let you in on what is going
[19:56] on. Silence filled the room. I felt like no one was brave enough
[20:03] to break it, and I asked with confusion, I think it'll be easier
[20:12] if we just show you. The doctor, along with my parents, helped
[20:18] me into a wheelchair and we started to make a way across the hospital to
[20:23] an entirely different section. I couldn't believe all the things running through my head
[20:30] at what we were about to see. It felt like cruel and unusual punishment
[20:36] to leave me in anticipation and not just tell me what I was about to
[20:40] see. When I went around the corner, I couldn't process what I was
[20:47] looking at. I thought they were showing me a large tumor or growth of
[20:51] some kind. Why would a tumor be in a big incubation chamber with tubes
[20:56] connected to ivs and machines coming out of it. As I got closer,
[21:03] I started to see human features on it. It was mostly just a six
[21:08] foot lump of flesh, but I could see a hand sticking out of it.
[21:14] It was small, but what made it creepy because it looked like a
[21:18] fully developed man's hand, just small. I could see a patch of hair
[21:26] coming out of what I assumed was its head. It had no discernible facial
[21:30] features, just a few teeth scattered in one section. As I looked at
[21:36] it with disgust, coming to terms with this thing, I was just in
[21:41] my body, I had a realization I wasn't feeling sick at the thought of
[21:48] something being in my body. Sure, I was grossed out that this particular
[21:52] thing was just in me, with the thought of bacteria in my body didn't
[21:57] make me want to throw up. I thought about all the blood pomping through
[22:03] my veins, and I felt normal. Not only was the voice and kicking
[22:10] on, but my OCD was gone too. It was just this thing trying
[22:17] to find its way out for years. As I was staring at the creature,
[22:22] the doctor came and put his hand on my shoulder. We believe this
[22:30] is your twin brother. I immediately looked up on my parents, who looked
[22:37] very disturbed and upset. I let the doctor finish talking. We believe that
[22:44] you absorbed him in the womb, and that he's been living inside you your
[22:48] whole life. This is an extremely rare condition called vetus and fetu. It
[22:53] seems he didn't quite have the best opportunity to develop normally. That's why he
[22:59] looks the way he does despite his appearance. He has all the organs he
[23:03] needs to survive. Looks like he's missing a lung and his gall bladder,
[23:08] also a bit of his liver, but other than that, it looks like
[23:12] he will live for at least a few years. He won't be able to
[23:17] leave this room due to him needing a feeding tube and a few other things
[23:21] that his body cannot do on its own. He needs a lot of support
[23:25] just to live. What makes this situation extremely unique is that your twin is
[23:30] still alive despite your body not sustaining him anymore. Even though we have him
[23:37] hugged up to a few ivs and machines. It is unexplainable how he is
[23:41] living outside of your body. I was in complete shock. I didn't want
[23:51] to believe it. I asked my mom why she never told me I absorbed
[23:55] to my twin in the womb, and she said she had no clue.
[23:59] There was never a sign when she was pregnant with me. He also mentioned
[24:03] that sometimes, even in pregnancies, women will go their whole pregnancy without even
[24:08] getting a belly. It's called a cryptic pregnancy. I've always had a bit
[24:15] of a gut, but never anything big enough to cause suspicion. I guess
[24:19] in my case, I had a fetus feed too, and an experienced similar
[24:23] to cryptic pregnancy, even though it was in my stomach. At least,
[24:30] that was the doctor's best guess. Although it all sounded like bs to me,
[24:37] the doctor or my parents kept trying to explain more and more details to
[24:41] me. I don't know why they didn't slow down a little bit for my
[24:44] sake. How could they not tell I wasn't processing any of this. I
[24:52] noticed something while they were trying to explain things to me. I kept calling
[24:56] it. He Now, listen, I'm not some kind of asshole who won't
[25:03] respect someone who wants to be called a specific pronoun. I've never been that
[25:07] kind of person. But this is where I draw the line. Not just
[25:12] that, but this thing had a name. My parents named it and said
[25:18] it was his birthday. While they told me all this information, he didn't
[25:23] look happy about it. It seemed like they were forced to do all this
[25:27] nonsense, and now it was my turn to be convinced. I could tell
[25:33] they were trying to force it. The doctor told me, despite it not
[25:38] having a high probability for a long life, that we should still try and
[25:42] give it all the love it deserves. Of course, the doctor referred to
[25:48] it as a he, but I refuse to. This thing disgusted me.
[25:55] This thing tried to kill me and ruined my quality of life for so long,
[25:59] and now, oh, we're going to treat it like it's some kind
[26:00] of prince. No, absolutely not. Luckily, it seemed like it would
[26:10] never leave the hospital, but my parents planned on going to visit it daily,
[26:15] visiting it. Are you kidding me? It has no eyes, no
[26:19] ears, It's probably miserable, and has no concept of people even being around
[26:25] it. I'm refusing to ever see this thing again or acknowledge its existence.
[26:33] I could get in trouble for even talking about this. The hospital or anyone
[26:37] involved has signed NDAs to not share any information about this until it officially dies.
[26:45] This is because it's a medical anomaly and the first of its kind.
[26:49] They want to do the proper research and how this all occurred before coming out
[26:55] with a statement. I just have to get this all off my chest.
[27:00] I feel like I'm the crazy one here when I know I'm not. I
[27:03] don't care if I get in trouble. I'm scared that the doctors are trying
[27:08] to force my parents into giving this thing a proper life. I think that's
[27:14] why it took them so long to tell me. I think they scared my
[27:18] parents into keeping it alive and guilting them, or even forcing them into being
[27:22] its parents. I'm all for every life being important and all that stuff,
[27:29] but I have a feeling my parents are terrified of this thing, just like
[27:33] I am. I'm convinced they gasped at my parents into believing this thing is
[27:38] my brother. If there wasn't any sign of him while my mom was pregnant
[27:42] with me, could this thing be something else. This all happened about two
[27:49] years ago. It's still alive and they're still researching it. My parents continue
[27:56] to visit it despite everythings told me that I'm probably just struggling with jealousy now
[28:03] that I'm not an only child anymore, and so much are my parents's attention
[28:07] is on him now. But it's so much bigger than just jealousy. Since
[28:14] this thing showed up and my OCD is pretty much gone, I've hardly seen
[28:18] my parents. I know I'm not just jealous. There is something more to
[28:23] this, I know it. Something just feels off about this whole thing.
[28:32] What is this thing? Where did it come from? And what does it want

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