I thought that was cool, how my house was in a picture book. Courage the Cowardly Dog - Banned Episode, NES Godzilla Creepypasta Alternate Ending, Not Sure if Troll or Trying to Be Serious, https://lolpasta.fandom.com/wiki/Where%27s_Waldo%3F_%22Waldo_Kills_You%22_Edition?oldid=26524. She had a worried look on her face, but changed it quick as I noticed it. Take your favorite fandoms with you and never miss a beat. So. I reached the door and opened it very slowly, peeking out, expecting something to get me. I loved those so much, they used to be one of my favorites. I was actually pretty freaked out. I went to the librarian and I asked if she could find one for me that wasn't checked out, and she said that there was one book left. It was a mess. I turned the page once more. This is what the page said: Where's Waldo? She pulled it out of a locked safe and appeared to be relieved when she gave it to me, and when I questioned why the book was called "Waldo Kills You" Edition, she waved it off and said that some kids vandalized the book when it was on the shelves. I flipped it to the very last page of the book before it was over. My fridge was open, and there were condiments, sandwich items, and pickles all over the floor. I shrugged it off too and laughed, but when she didn't laugh with me I utterd my thanks and left. My kitchen was as brightly lit as ever, showing my fridge, for the most part. I mean, seriously. The books consist of a series of detailed double-page spread illustrations depicting dozens or more people doing a variety of amusing things at a given location. I stared around outside. I shrugged it off too and laughed, but when she didn't laugh with me I utterd my thanks and left. "Where's Waldo? Just a coincidence, I thought. Instantly, at that moment, I heard a loud knocking at my very own door in real life. She pulled it out of a locked safe and appeared to be relieved when she gave it to me, and when I questioned why the book was called "Waldo Kills You" Edition, she waved it off and said that some kids vandalized the book when it was on the shelves. Probably just Mark, coming over for his lawnmower. He's in your refrigerator." I wondered why Waldo would be visiting my town, in particular, because there wasn't anything really special about it. He's in your town." I shrugged it off too and laughed, but when she didn't laugh with me I utterd my thanks and left. I turned to the next page. I turned the next page, and it showed a satellite view of my town. When I got to the shelves that held the books, I saw, to my dismay, that all of the Waldo books were apparently checked out. It showed me, exactly how I was standing, with my back facing the book's pages. I turned the page again. I could see out the window, and nobody was there. Shrugging, I turned the page. "Where's Waldo? Waldo wanted to come to this neighborhood, too, of all neighborhoods in this town. My front door was huge on the two pages it spanned. A sentence was on the page, in big, bold letters. It showed a bird's eye view of my block. Every detail was perfect, even the baseball that my friend left out there just yesterday.