I can't be the only one who knows about this.r
The horror this shit caused me. The nightmares. I can't get rid of them. All because I read that stupid comic strip.
Growing up, my favourite comic strip (along side Peanuts) was Calvin and Hobbes. It was about a boy and his stuffed tiger which he imagined was alive and their many misadventures. Now that I look back on it, it really did capture the innocence of many many childhoods. That is, until, I stumbled across THAT thing. Unlike everyone else, I know the actual truth. I'm the only one who realises that this exists. Unless more see it.
The whole thing started when I was snooping around the local Goodwill store. It was your normal stuff you'd expect to find: books, old clothes, VHS tapes, cook wear, ect. But something caught my eye. It was sticking out underneath the book pile, so I wandered over to take a peek at what it was, and what to my eyes behold, it was a treasury of Calvin and Hobbes comics. A warm wave of nostalgia hit me as I picked it up and took it to the counter. The woman running the counter rang it up, then handled it to me. I giddily left the building, feeling like a kid again, ready to be wrapped up again in my childhood.
As I was driving, I took a look at the cover. It was torn slightly and faded, with only the words "Calvin and Hobbes" on it. No hint to what was inside. Weird, I thought. From the ones I have, it often gives a bit of a clue on what the featured comic is, but I didn't care. As soon as I got home, I sat down with my prize and began to read. I knew all of them. I laughed at all of them as well. Until, that is, I got to the last one.
It started out normal. Calvin complaining to Hobbes about the school bully, Moe, picking on him. He then asked Hobbes to go to the school with him and rough him up (again, very normal). Hobbes agreed and then it skipped to the next day. Moe walked up to Calvin and started to pick on him because of Hobbes. Then suddenly I noticed something. Calvin looked... strange. He looked genuinely angry. Like, almost realistically angry. Suddenly, he grabbed what looked like a fork and