Not funny

I UNDERSTAND IT NOW.
It makes me so confused but happy now, I went through deleting and organizing files in my computer, and I had a bunch of screenshots on Instagram,  I captured one of a couple (drawn one, probably pen or something), and as I deleted them, I understood that they looked familiar, like the ones on My Chemical Romance's album cover, I quickly retrived the, from the doom of the recycle bin, and rewatched them/
This is the picture.

I really wondered why the name popeed up in my head when I saw the picture, weird, but I'm glad, now the circle is completed and that picture can go to hell (or the recycle bin, it's the same thing).

I still wonder if Knives and Pens are the trauma that the children around me had on the third grade.
It makes sense, the year matches, and clearly remember some numbers, but one problem, as far as I remember the song started immediatly, with strong screaming, maybe half of the video got skipped.
I regret never looking towards the screen.
Oh well, unsolved mysetry.


I regret having many pictures there.
Probably because of the creepypastas.
I thought it was going to end with the Jeff Syndrome, a cliche, sometimes even with the repeating logic, the story turns out good, but let me tell you what I read.
A human being, young, lives with his parents, it's father calles for Marie (at that point I thought it name was Marie, because the father didn't stop the eye contact with it) , it's drunk father wanted to drink more, it wasn't something unusual, Marie, who's the person mother, told it's father that he had enough, the father stopped the eye contact and spoke more agrrsievly, demanding another drink, Marie pretended to not hear, she whispered too loudly that he should bring a drink by himself, the father heard it, the father, absoultely mad, walked toward Marie, he slapped her, leaving a red mark on her cheek as she fell down to the floor, crying in pain, she stood up slowly, and the father (Jack), said it looks good on her, and started to laugh, she slowly went back to grab a knife and go towards the phone, saying that she'll bring him a drink, that all he needs to do is to sit back down, Jack said as he laughed "oh you bitch", he attacked her, took the knife out of her hands and procceeded to kick her, still laughing.
It hid it's face, terrified, convinced itself that none of this is real, after a while, Marie stopped screamind, and the laughter was the only soud remained.
Jack smiled maniacly towards it, moved himself so he'll look into it's face, it could smell the alcohol, Jack said "Why... So... Serious?", it refusde to believe it's real, that Jack wasn't there, that Jack isn't real, Jack held it's hands down and brought the knife into it's mouth, he said again "Why... So... Serious?", laughing again, malicous laughter, Jack said "Let's put a smile on that face", as he cut it's mouth sides, like a clown's grin, he never stopped laughing.
the ending line was the thing that made me be sure who it is.
And this, is how I got my scars.
I was with my phone, so only after I completed the whole story I could to see the picture that confimed that I was right.
I like being right.
And hate it.
But not now.

A commenter wrote something that truly annoyed me.
Batman. *yesh*
I'm okay with Batman, but that yesh?!
Yesh is a fucking word in hebrew.
It usually said as a cheer, or that something exists, and it's in a song, a relaly weird song, that kind of song that they use words that exist and rhyme together, I like it, but come on, Yogev's whiskey and bread man description made more sense!