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1999 – Creepypasta
November 14, 2009 / Children and Childhood, Abductions and Kidnappings, Deaths,
Murders, and Disappearances, Famous Creepypasta, Investigations and Crimes, Television
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In a cellar somewhere, standing before the camera, a man in a tatty, moth eaten bear suit

says hello to the small handful of watching children. This is a public access show viewed

by only a small number of fans. A small number that includes you.

As a child, you love Mr Bear. You don’t care that he broadcasts from his cellar, that there’s

something remarkably dark about the way those polished button eyes stare into camera

lens. As a child you don’t see those things. When Mr Bear suggests you write to him, you

jump at the chance. When he writes back asking you to visit him, you jump at that chance

too. As a child there are some things you just don’t see.

You don’t see the man beneath the bear suit, or that bears have teeth and claws. As a child

there are some things you don’t see and of course some things, that you aren’t supposed

to.

Table of Contents 
1. Overview
2. 1999 Creepypasta
2.1. April 1999
2.2. May 1999
2.3. July 1999
2.4. August 1999
2.5. [Update] – November 14, 2009
2.6. [Update] – December 2, 2009
2.7. [Update] – January 14, 2010
2.8. [Update] – May 8, 2010
2.9. [Update] – October 7, 2010
2.10. [Update] – November 7, 2010
2.11. [Update] – January 21, 2011
2.12. [Update] – April 5, 2011
3. Appearance
4. Origin and Development

Overview
1999, also sometimes referred to ‘Mr Bear’s Cellar’ or ‘Caledon Local 21’ is a creepypasta

story about a fictional television show. The show, which was a kid’s television programme

and is claimed to have shown on a public access station was only available to a very small

viewership in a tiny geographical area. The story set 10 years after the show was

supposed to have gone off the air, gives an account of the series which is alleged to have

been hosted by a character called Mr Bear. Essentially a man in a bear suit which was a

parody of ‘Bear in the Big Blue House’ and something akin to Barney the dinosaur with a

bear in place of the purple T-rex.

It is revealed as the story goes on that Mr bear invited his audience to write to him, which

the narrator did. In a typical ‘lucky escape’ narrative, the boy is encouraged to meet with Mr

Bear at a given address, but when he goes there with his father, finds the police searching

the place.

It is revealed that late episodes in this show involved Mr Bear burning children alive, with

our narrator realising as he discovers this, that the same thing would have happened to

him had he gone to the house alone, or earlier. The story famously ended on a cliffhanger,

with the narrator explaining that he had found an email address supposedly belonging to

Mr Bear. The audience is then left in the dark as to whether he contacted him and what the

outcome of the communication or meeting was.

1999 Creepypasta

“The year is nineteen-ninety-nine.”

That sentence brings me back to my senior kindergarten class when I was five years old,

where we used to read out the date on the blackboard every single day. The year 1999

exists as a stain in my mind, however, as a memory that will not go away no matter how I

try to forget it. 1999 marked the year I lost my first tooth, my first time on a plane, and

unfortunately the early loss of my childhood innocence.

That one memory that refuses to be wiped, it all started with that new (or old) TV. At that

time Pokémon was the latest fad to hit the school. Pokémon cards, games, stickers, and
the most popular, the TV show. So, of course, every time I came home from school, I would

stay glued to the TV until Pokémon came on at five. The only problem was that my dad

watched the news at 5:30, and Pokémon episodes were back-to-back, which meant I had

to miss an episode every day, something I whined on and on about. My dad got tired of

hearing me complain every day, that must be why he went and bought another TV.

My dad put the TV he bought in my room. Unfortunately, it was just an old, small boob

tube, with rabbit ears even. It also only had 20 channels available; not including the channel

Pokémon was on. I recall I didn’t care, though. I was just thrilled I had my own TV in my

room. After surfing through the channels, I came to the conclusion that only channel 2

(TVO kids) was worth watching so I watched that for a while. It wasn’t for another few

months until I discovered channel 21. One day in April, I was flipping through the channels,

trying to see if Pokémon was on. I pressed channel 21 into the remote, hoping there were

more channels, and to my delight there was. My dad was surprised too, but he let me

watch it because it seemed to have kids programs on. The channel was called Caledon

Local 21 and later I found out it was indeed broadcasted from the town of Caledon,

Ontario, a town very close to my city.

The shows I saw on Caledon Local 21 looked poorly made, and I never understood what

was going on in them half the time. However as I grew up, every time I thought of that

channel, I realized more and more how messed up the shows were and I had to ask myself,

“What the fuck was I watching?”

The following is a list of shows and episodes I remember seeing on Caledon Local 21, how

I remember such detail even disturbs me, but I guess things like this stand out in your mind

for a while. The channel only ran a few shows, probably because it was only operational

between 4:00 pm and 9:00 pm.

April 1999

Mr. Bear’s Cellar – Episode 12: Very sketchy name if you were to look at it nowadays. The

show featured a guy wearing a bear mascot costume who would get a new visitor into his

cellar every day. (It was always a kid) The show was filmed with a camcorder, and not a
very good one either. The police asked me a lot of questions about this show. This episode

started with Mr. Bear sitting at a table playing checkers by himself. He sat there playing for

a bit until there was a knock on the door. The camera was then looking up the stairs at the

door, where there was another knock. Mr. Bear climbed the stairs and opened the door to

reveal two young children. One was a boy about my age, and the other was a girl who

looked about eight.

Mr. Bear danced in delight, and then started talking to the kids; I couldn’t hear any of them

that well, I remember. Mr. Bear then led the kids into the cellar, which was quite dark, only

lit by a small oil lamp on the table. I can’t really remember that much more, except him

singing a song which I couldn’t hear too well either (Probably because of that large bear

mask). The episode ended with them playing hide-and-seek, with the kids hiding in a closet

and Mr. Bear counting.

May 1999

Soup and Spoon: I don’t think this was even a show, I think it was more of a special movie

thing. All I know is I stopped watching Caledon Local 21 for a while because I thought this

show was too stupid, especially since Pokémon now came on at 4:30 and 5:00. I don’t

remember much of this, but it showed a can of soup and a spoon both attached to strings,

swinging back and forth, as if someone was holding them and dangling them in front of

the camera. Interestingly enough, the show was shot in a basement, which looked just like

the one used in Mr. Bear’s Cellar. Like I said, I can’t remember much, the only thing I can

remember clearly was the end.

The entire thing was only half an hour, and just included stuff I found stupid, such as the

spoon chasing the soup around trying to “Eat him”. The ending showed a table and about

seven kids sitting around it, each with a bowl of soup in front of them. They were sitting

and looking at the camera, but with confused, almost frightened faces. The cameraman

then held the can of soup in front of the kids and said, “Spooooons ready?” And then it just

stopped.

July 1999
It was summer, and I hadn’t watched channel 21 for a while, until one day when I slept over

at my friend’s house, and I decided to check it out again. My friend had gotten a TV in his

room for his sixth birthday, so we stayed up very late (for us, 9:30 was very late) and

watched TV. That’s when I remembered channel 21 and brought it up to my friend. We

decided to see if it was on, and to our surprise it was (they must have changed the

broadcasting time).

Mr. Bear’s Cellar – Episode 23: This episode was entertaining for my friend and me, mainly

because it had swearing. However, now when I think of this episode, I realize something

was definitely wrong when it was filmed. The episode started with the camera on its side,

while it was facing Mr. Bear, who was walking upstairs to the cellar door. The camera then

blacked out for about a second, before fading in, back upright, and facing Mr. Bear. There

was also another kid talking to him, but this kid looked about eleven or twelve.

He was talking to Mr. Bear for a while, but I couldn’t hear well (Again with the crappy

camcorder) until the kid started raising his voice. The kid was saying how it was late and

his sister had to go home, you could also hear more voices in the background. I remember

Mr. Bear clearly saying “Get the fuck out, you’re not invited.” with a deep voice muffled by

the bear mask. I remember my friend and I looking at each other and laughing at the

mention of the forbidden F word, but the episode got weirder. The kid began climbing the

stairs before turning around and saying how he was going to call the police. Mr. Bear

began breaking into a run towards the kid, who started screaming and running as well. The

camera then cut out, and that was the end of the episode. The channel then turned to

static shortly after.

August 1999

I didn’t want to watch channel 21 after that. In August I grew more curious to see Mr.

Bear’s cellar for some reason though. The last episode I saw of Mr. Bear was weird and

had swearing, which also made me think the show was meant for teenagers. Nonetheless,

I flipped onto channel 21 when my dad was busy.

Mr. Bear’s Cellar – Episode 28: Apparently this episode had been playing the entire month

of August. It was studied a lot by the police. The entire episode was just Mr. Bear sitting in

a chair talking to the audience. “Hello, kids! Do you want to visit my cellar? If you do, please

write me a letter at this address!” The screen then switched to a white screen with multi-

colored letters reading the address, and that was what remained for the rest of the

episode. This repeated for five hours every day until September came.

And guess what I actually did? I sent “Mr. Bear,” or that sick bastard who portrayed him a

letter. I did it out of curiosity mostly; my dad was OK with it because he thought it was a

legit kid show, but then again he never saw any of what was on channel 21. So I wrote a

letter using my best writing possible, I think I just said how I wanted to meet Mr. Bear. So

my dad sent the letter to the address Mr. Bear said on the show (it stayed on all day

anyway for some reason).

It took about a week to get a response, which I was surprised I did. I still have the letter I

received on August 15, 1999. The letter read:

Dear Elliot,

Thank you ever so much for your letter, I would love to have you in

my cellar! We play games, watch movies, and go fire camping in the

middle of the woods!

Come to my house at (the police cut out this address), Caledon,

Ontario, Canada.

I look very forward to having fun with you!

Love, Mr. Bear

I cannot believe my dad never found this sketchy, because he actually took me to the

house. And then that’s when the police became involved, those endless questions, those

pictures of terrified kids, the woods…

That brings me to why I’m writing this blog. That psycho and his friends did some fucked

up shit back then, and now it seems he’s trying to get into contact with me again,. The

entire police thing is coming back. That has brought 1999 back to me. Over a decade later,

it is happening again.

[Update] – November 14, 2009

People have been emailing me asking what exactly happened in 1999, I will get to that.

Those weird TV shows I was watching apparently were meant to attract kids to Mr. Bear’s

house, what Mr. Bear did shocked the entire town.

My dad actually drove me to Caledon along with the address Mr. Bear left on the letter. The

house was actually in the outskirts of the town, in the open farmland. I still remember that

house. It looked like an older farmhouse that looked to have been built in the early 1900s.

The windows were all boarded up, and the house looked in a state of disrepair. As we

walked up to the house, I remember my dad checking the address over and over again and

looking at the house in disbelief. Then the door opened.

I expected Mr. Bear to be at the door, but I was surprised to see a police officer emerge

from the creaking doorway. The officer began talking to my dad, while I quickly asked if

that was Mr. Bear’s house. The officer’s face cringed slightly, and he muttered, “Oh God,” or

something like that. He started talking quietly to my dad so I couldn’t hear, although my

dad told me to go to the car anyway. And then we just went home. My dad was quiet the

whole way home. I felt something strange had happened.

My dad never told me what happened for a while, I forgot about it anyway too. Channel 21

no longer came on, and when I asked about it my dad would not acknowledge its

existence. I think it was when I was 13 where I learned the truth. I remembered channel 21

one day and asked my dad about it. I guess he finally decided I should hear the truth.
Caledon Local 21 was a local TV channel that ran from October 1997-August 1999 in the

Peel Region of Ontario. The entire channel was made from a house in Caledon (The one I

visited) and run by a man who was not really known by anyone in the town. The channel

was only available to older TVs because the signal was one only picked up by rabbit ears

(Weaker frequency). The man created all the shows on the channel, all of which were kid

shows. He was Mr. Bear, and he was the mysterious cameraman. The real reason he

created the channel was more disturbing than what was originally thought. As you might

have already guessed, he kidnapped kids and held them in his cellar. But while most people

thought he was a serial child molester, he really wanted to use the kids for another

purpose. The day I arrived, the man had fled his house the night before, the day before the

police went in for their investigation. I wasn’t the only one who was watching.

[Update] – December 2, 2009

Sorry for not answering any questions for so long, I haven’t accessed my email account for

some time. Anyway, let me finally set things straight about what I know. Back in October, I

visited the house previously owned by the man who ran Caledon Local 21. Two women

lived there, operating a daycare business… how ironic. Now to answer the questions you

guys emailed to me:

Q: Who else watched Caledon Local 21?

A: I know other people watched it for sure, including those kids who wound up at Mr. Bear’s

house. After some Google searches, I found a few people on the Neoseeker forums who

were discussing shows from Caledon Local 21. They talked about the two shows I

watched, but also another two shows I had never seen before. A user named iamreallife

seemed to know all the shows that were broadcasted on channel 21; here are the two I’ve

never heard of:

The Fallen Angel and Life – iamreallife described it as a fairly boring show about a guy

rambling on and on in front of the camera about how we must please Satan and appease

him before it is too late.

Paint with the Soul – iamreallife and another user called sigy92 were discussing this show.

They described it as “Blair Witch like” as it consisted of the cameraman wandering around

a forest at night, doing nothing particularly interesting.

I’ll go looking for the conversation and see if I can get the link.

Q: Where is Mr. Bear, or the guy who wore the costume?

A: If I did know, I would have said earlier. I have no idea where this guy is, or if he’s dead or

alive (hopefully dead). When I see my dad’s friend next time I will ask him about this,

maybe I can get a more definite answer.

Q: What did Mr. Bear do to the children?

A: This is by far the most common question I’ve been asked. I found this out in October as

well, via my dad’s friend who is a retired Caledon regional officer. Apparently, the man

playing Mr. Bear took the kids out of the house and into the forest nearby. What he did

there, police are not exactly sure how it happened, but 16 charred bodies of children

between the ages of 4-13 were found in a 15-by-15-foot ditch deep within the forest. My

dad’s friend did not want to go into exact details, but I’m seeing him next Thursday anyway,

so maybe I can extort more information from him then.

That’s all I have for now. Thanks for keeping an interest in my blog. I will try to gather as

much information as I can for my next post. I’ve actually been getting pretty interested in

this myself. It should be my right to know what the hell happened.

[Update] – January 14, 2010

I’m sorry I haven’t posted anything for a while, I kind of lost interest in this blog since I hit a

standstill while looking for more information about the identity of the owner of Caledon

Local 21.
However, a few weeks ago, I struck gold. I found some answers surprisingly from the

father of a kid I used to babysit. He lives just across from my street, and I used to look

after his kids when they were younger, he currently doesn’t have a job either. He used to

live near the woods outside of Caledon, and witnessed the owner’s activities in the woods.

His name is Anthony Pollo.

When he lived in the small bungalow outside the woods, he would often venture in to

smoke a joint of marijuana or two before returning to his work as a wood craftsman. Pollo

described that sometimes he would hear voices of children coming from deeper within the

woods, as well as a glowing light off in the distance. Pollo told me these events started in

late 1997 (Note: This is around the time Caledon Local 21 began airing). He apparently

became annoyed by this happening every once in a while and actually went to investigate.

Pollo then described what the whole scene looked like when he got there. There was a

group of kids (He said about 13-17) and ages 5–12 gathered around a large fire pit with a

burning fire. With them was a single adult. Pollo talked to the man (Noting his unusual

unkempt appearance of a crack addict, as well as his constant twitching) and asked what

he was doing out in the forest with children. The man said they were on a camping trip,

something they did frequently. Pollo, not suspecting anything (Caledon has one of the

lowest crime rates in Canada) simply left it at that and told them to be quieter. Pollo then

paused for a while before telling me that they never became quieter, in fact sometimes he

heard loud chanting from the children in an unknown language. He didn’t bother meeting

with the man again, as he was moving anyway.

I told Pollo that the man was probably the owner of Caledon Local 21, but he doubted it, as

he heard that the man was moving to Pickering by several other residents near that area.

Here is what I know now:

The Man would take kids into the woods regularly for “camping”

The fire pit Pollo described may be the hole the bodies of the children were found in

The children Pollo saw are probably the ones found dead
 The man moved to a city called Pickering (a smaller city east of Toronto)

I will discuss this with my dad’s friend (the ex-cop) and see if this matches anything the

police knew about the man. I also want to see if he has any other knowledge of what was

aired on Caledon Local 21.

[Update] – February 10, 2010

Good news guys, I talked to my dad’s friend and he disclosed a lot of information for me.

First I asked if the police had any information on the man who ran Caledon Local 21, he

replied that they have only had the same leads for years and never found a suspect.

However, the Peel regional police do have some of the tapes found in the house Caledon

Local 21 was broadcasted from, he took me over so I could watch a few. I guess I haven’t

said much about him yet, my dad’s friend’s name is Mitchell Wilson, a pretty nice guy, he

seems to understand my thirst for knowledge on what happened during the late 90s in that

house. He feels it was wrong that my dad went so long without telling me much.

He took me to the Davis road police station (if you don’t know, it’s the largest station in

Caledon, and one of the largest within the Peel region itself). Each of the main stations

around Peel have some of the tapes. I was able to watch all of the footage that the Davis

road station has. Unfortunately, I wasn’t allowed to take any tapes home for obvious

reasons.

Paint with the Soul – Episode 10, “Garbage Thrown Away”: Paint with the Soul was one of

the shows that iamrealife and sigy92 discussed on neoseeker. I told the police about this

and they informed me that 12 episodes of the show were made and broadcasted between

December 5, 1997′ and ‘January 8, 1998.’

Exactly as iamrealife and sigy92 described, the episode opened with the cameraman

wandering around in a forest. It appeared to be during the evening as it seemed the sun

was setting. The cameraman walked along a path until he got to an area where there was a

lot of garbage lying in the leaves.

The camera looked around at the various wrappers, bottles, bags, and boxes, making sure

each item got a few seconds of screen time. The camera then focused on a single area

before the man spoke. I recall he spoke in a very timid quiet voice, and I swear I’ve heard it

somewhere else before, like on another Caledon Local 21 show. I could barely hear what

he was saying, but he mainly talked about how humans are garbage, or something that had

to do with saving ourselves by cleaning up the garbage (us). It actually sounded really

stupid, but still a feeling of dread came over me, I mean that forest was possibly where

those bodies were found, right?

Mr. Bear’s Cellar – Episode 25: When the police administrator brought this tape in, I

actually said “Ohhh, shit,” and chuckled a bit out loud. Of course, I got stares from the staff,

but Wilson explained to them about my little experience with Mr. Bear and how I still kept

the letter he sent me. Like the previous episodes, this one included a guy wearing a bear

mascot costume.

The episode began with Mr. Bear waddling over to his cellar door with a bottle of orange

juice in his paws. On the ground were sixteen shot glasses as well as a small bottle that

contained an unknown liquid. Mr. Bear poured an equal amount of orange juice into each

glass before opening the smaller bottle and depositing one drop into the glasses. Mr. Bear

then went off-camera, there were some minor sounds such as shuffling, and then Mr. Bear

emerged from behind the camera’s location.

Following him were 16 children. Some looked as young as four, while others looked like

they were practically teenagers. As the children entered, the administrator commented that

this is the only episode that showed all 16 victims.

The kids all looked rather content except for this one who had visible bruises on his face,

and unlike the other kids, he had a more fearful expression. He also looked about 11-12,

which caused me to recognize him. He was the kid who had asked about his sister and

subsequently met an unknown fate at the end of episode 23, that one episode I watched

during July 1999.

When I told the administrator this, he confirmed it was the same kid. He was also featured

in episode 24, an episode that only aired once at 3:00 in July 1999 (the police have still not

found the tape). Mr. Bear then broke into song, singing about citrus fruits and how good

vitamin C was for you (I could barely hear the lyrics as they were muffled by the bear

mask). The kids all drink their juice (the one from episode 23 doing it rather reluctantly),

and the episode ended.

After viewing the tapes in possession of the Davis Road police station, I’m satisfied but

only temporarily. I still want to know the full story. The police just keep giving me the same

crap about the creator of Caledon Local 21 being a fetishist pedophile as well as an

apparent cultist. I will sign off for now, get into university first, and get information later.

Hopefully, I will get back to this blog as soon as possible.

[Update] – May 8, 2010

Last month, I finally got my G2 license (in Ontario, Canada, this allows you to drive in a car

by yourself as well as with some passengers after 6 months). I, of course, took advantage

of this and drove into Caledon for a little “Sunday drive.” Since I haven’t updated this blog in

a while, I figured I might as well visit the house where the infamous channel of my

childhood was located. The house looked different than when I last saw it in October. The

place was no longer used as a daycare, and just sat there abandoned. However, it did have

a “For Sale” sign showing that someone still owned it, wanting to get rid of it, though.

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The abandoned house drew fuzzy memories from my mind, mainly of that day my dad took

me to visit Mr. Bear. A feeling of dread came upon me. What happened to the children

while they were living in that house? I walked up the steps to the front door and peered

through the window. Inside I could see a nearly empty hallway with a few boxes at the end.

At the end of the hallway to the right was an open doorway presumably leading to the

kitchen. To the left were two doors, both apparently leading to the rooms visible through

the windows outside. I wondered where the cellar entrance was located and whether it had
been sealed up. I walked around to the back of the house and found my answer. Two

wooden doors lying at an almost flat angle were padlocked shut; this had to lead to the

cellar. Not wanting to hang around (you cannot imagine what was going through my mind

at that time), I departed.

Behind the house, the empty field continued on until it reached a dense forest that lined the

horizon. I wondered if that was the forest where the bodies of the children were found. I

thought to myself “Fuck it” and proceeded to walk across the field behind the house into

the forest. The forest was oddly quiet, save for the few periodic sounds of a woodpecker

drilling into a distant tree. I cautiously made my way deeper into the woods, not really

caring about the fact that I had no idea where I was going. I don’t know how to explain it,

but it felt like there was something I had to find. I came to a thinner part of the woods and

few small houses in the distance. Pollo’s house crossed my mind and I wondered if one of

these homes had belonged to him. I neared a small clearing in which I could see 3

adequately sized logs gathered around a black, charred area (showing a small fire had

been lit there recently).

“HEY! GET THE FUCK OUT OF OUR FORT!” Those words nearly gave me a heart attack. I

turned to my left and saw two dark-clothed people running towards me. My initial thought

was to run, however as they came closer I saw they were really just kids in their early teens,

possibly 13 or 14, maybe even 12. As they approached me, they realized my size as well.

I’m 6’ 1”, while they could have been no bigger than 5’ 8” (one might have been 5’ 7”).

“We said… get the fuck out,” the larger one who was wearing a Slipknot shirt said half-

heartedly. I stood my ground and shrugged. The shorter one who was wearing a Metallica

shirt swung out a butterfly knife and held it in my direction.

“No, you wouldn’t want to,” I said in a deep, serious tone (trying to sound as badass as

possible). I pulled out my cell phone.

The two kids withdrew, the one in the Metallica shirt putting away the knife. “Look, dude,

we don’t like people in our fort, so can you just go?” the one in the Slipknot shirt said,
obviously intimidated. I had no business in the forest anyway, so I uttered out a simple

“fine” and turned before I realized I had a great opportunity.

“Did either of you hear of a guy who murdered a bunch of kids in these woods about… 13

years ago?” I asked the kids. The two looked at each other in confusion, before the one

wearing the Metallica shirt answered.

“Yeah… everyone knows about that guy,” he said to me as if I were stupid. The kid in the

Slipknot shirt continued, “He still lives around here, in the storm drain… my big brother’s

friend says he saw him in a bear costume once, wandering around the forest at night.”

My instincts told me this was probably a lie, and the owner of Caledon Local 21 is probably

long gone, only existing as folklore in this smaller isolated community. However, as a

human, the thought of the mysterious unknown sparks interest within. “And where is the

storm drain?” I asked (Just out of curiosity, I don’t actually believe the kid’s story). The Kid

in the Metallica shirt stared at me for a few moments, his eyes seemingly full of

annoyance, yet curiosity for me. “You’re not from around here, are you? Why did you even

come here?” Now, I do admit I was slightly startled by the nature of his question. However, I

figured I might as well explain why I was there, just in case people mistook my intentions. I

told the two kids about my experience with the man and Caledon local 21, and that I had to

come to maybe seek out some sort of closure (although though even I wasn’t exactly

sure).

The kids seemed familiar with the channel as they smiled and looked at each other when I

mentioned it. They also became more understanding and gave me a detailed description

on how to get to the storm drain. Shortly after, I decided to just turn around the way I came

and head back to the house, leaving the kids at their fort. But now you’re probably

wondering why I left out such detail about what the kids told me just now, it is it because

I’m choosing to conclude what I have gathered now.

Here is what the kids told me in detail:

 The storm drain lies ahead of the kids’ fort, the same direction I was heading.

The drain ends at a small river, where access water is drained out. Near here is a

small playground (the kids told me people rarely use it).

The man supposedly lives in the large pipe that rainwater drains out of. People have

seen him, although always either wearing a bear mask or the mask and a full body

bear costume. Note: I do not believe this is true, and in fact simply a myth made by

the residents of Caledon. The story does not seem plausible in any way, why did no

one call the police? Didn’t this guy look suspicious? And other questions like these

leave the story invalid.

I may visit the storm drain. Not because I believe the story, but because I want an

excuse to visit Caledon again, so this blog doesn’t die (With no more tapes to watch,

I don’t know what to talk about anymore!).

Thanks for continuing to support me and my blog. I know many are looking forward to

more information about what happened in Caledon during the year 1999, and I will do my

best to continue my research into the topic. Elliot out.

[Update] – October 7, 2010

Wow, nearly five months since I last updated. I’m guessing everyone pretty much thinks I

was dead right? Thankfully I’m not. But in all my seriousness, I really have been busy these

past few months, and a blog about something that could have killed me as a kid is a little

low on my current priorities list. As of now, I am living in Waterloo, Ontario, attending the

University of Waterloo for computer engineering (yeah, I’m a keener). As you can imagine,

engineering is no walk in the park, so obviously I nearly forgot about this blog. But as you

can see now, I am back.

I remembered to visit the storm drain the kids from the Caledon forest told me about. It

was out in a clearing between the wooded areas, nearby a marsh. Unfortunately, I found

absolutely nothing; save for a turtle that retreated into its built-in home when it saw me. I

snapped some pics of the pipe which I have posted as well. Also, let me tell you it was

NOT a storm drain like they said it was.

What I saw was a simple pipe, possibly to channel the access water from the marsh. When

I returned from Caledon however, I simply kept putting off uploading everything until I

forgot all about my blog. It just didn’t seem important anymore (Please forgive me). It

wasn’t until only recently that I am now interested in my case again. On September 10th, I

received an email from this email address: returntheb@hotmail.com

Funny, am I right? Well, it gets better. I’m going to copy and paste the exact email this guy

sent me:

Dear Elliot,

My dear, dear boy,

You see this story may or may not be true but it could happen.

There are many slots for air time, if you have money you can have a

public access TV channel. Some public accsess channels share air

time like EWTN (Religouse channel based out of Michigan) That

shows Catholic based programming but during off air hours have

independant shows or just blue screen. Cable networks have emty

channels available for rent space. So the scenario of a pedo renting

a channel on basic TV is not far fetch at all. However public access

TV is widley reveiwed and can be teminated at anytime. (These are

the rules for the United States not for Canada where this story took

place) So if this happened in the US the pedo would be tracked and

arrested emedatly. Yes this story could happen but it is unlikely.

100 fuzzy hugs,

Mr. Bear
Now obviously this letter is fake and sounds almost corrupted, but still, I would like to

thank whoever sent it — though they could use some English lessons. Just reading this

letter creeped me out, but because of it, I am now full of this new interest to continue my

blog. I guess it’s just funny trying to pursue the mysteries I’ve always questioned. Now my

roommate knows about all of this. He thought the letter was real and actually seemed

more scared than I was for a second. But then I shrugged it off, so he did too. I mean, what

are the chances of this being real? How would “Mr. Bear” know all this about public access

TV, and about when I went to Caledon on those occasions? More or less know my email or

me still be interested in his cellar. Ha.

I’m going to send a reply to “returntheb.” Wow, just looking at the email address, you can

tell someone wanted to freak me out. It didn’t really work, though. Although, to whomever

you are, thank you for sparking my interest back into the full matter. Maybe I can find out

more about what happened to “Mr. Bear,” hopefully, because although I don’t buy that

email, a part of me still feels anxious. Thank you to all those who are still following me and

have become avid fans, you are also why I am choosing to continue this!

Thanks, guys.

[Update] – November 7, 2010

Wow, I can’t believe this blog hasn’t been deleted yet, I haven’t posted anything for so long.

I have my reasons and I’d rather not discuss them just yet, it has been a rather… traumatic

year for me. Some of you were right, I shouldn’t have gone back trying to relive the

mysteries of my childhood, but I couldn’t resist. It has been over a year since my last post

and a lot has happened. Let’s recap where I’m at right now with regards to the whole “Mr.

Bear” incident.

returntheb@hotmail.com is no longer in use, I tried replying to the email but I got no

reply. I tried again a while back, still no response.

 I’ve actually moved up to Ottawa (Capital of Canada for those who don’t know) for

university so I haven’t been back to Caledon or back home in the Peel region for a

while. I had my reasons for leaving as you could guess why.

I’ve had to make a new email account because people keep prank mailing me

pretending to be Mr. Bear. Thanks a lot, guys (not).

Why have I ventured back to this blog? Mitchell Wilson (Remember my dad’s ex-cop

friend?) gave me a phone call on October 23 about a tape that was found in a

branch of the Brampton public library. Brampton is my hometown in case you

haven’t picked up on that. He claims he isn’t allowed to discuss the contents of the

tape with me as it is still in evidence, but he asked me to come check it out when I

return home. That tape got the gears grinding again because we all know what was

on the last tapes I saw. I can only imagine what can be on it; I’m guessing it must

have something to do with Caledon Local 21.

I guess I just wanted to say I am continuing this blog and thank you for everyone who still

follows it. I don’t know when my next entry will be, but when I see that tape I’ll write what I

find. I don’t know what to expect, but the idea of seeing another tape has gotten me

interested in this whole mystery all over again.

– Elliot

[Update] – January 21, 2011

It has been a long year for me. University has been giving me the usual sleepless nights

especially since I transferred to Ottawa which is the place to party (sarcasm). But now I’m

back home with my dad in Brampton, the town I grew up in. I got home on the 18th of

December and have been visiting with friends and family, or at least that’s what I would

rather have done. Now that festive holiday cheer that I usually have at this time of the

month is absent.

To answer the hundreds of emails and comments I got – yes I did see the tapes that my

dad’s friend (Mitchell Wilson) promised to show me. These tapes, however, act as a curse; I

want to know more, yet I want to forget everything. I couldn’t help it; I needed to see those
tapes. Not only for myself, but for all of you guys who are just as intrigued as I am by that

ominous man in a bear suit from my past. However, after viewing those tapes, I feel that pit

of dread deep inside me once again, that feeling where I know that all those kids in those

videos are dead, that I could have been one of those kids, and that humanity is a dark, dark

place. If you haven’t skipped this paragraph for the “juicier” details below, thank you for

listening to my rambling.

On January 1st, I called Mitchell Wilson and asked if there was a time where I could come

by and view the tapes. Things were pretty slow at the station because of a snowstorm so

he said I could come down anytime that day. The tapes were located at a branch not too

far from me. So I braved the slushy roads and terrible Brampton drivers and made my way

to the Peel regional police station located at the Bramalea city center.

I met Wilson at the front desk where he then led me up to the second floor and into a small

office. He instructed me to have a seat and wait while he went and got the tapes. Before

leaving the office he turned to me and said, “I know you’re curious but… are you sure you

want to do this?”

Of course I did, or at least thought so. Besides, Wilson’s friend had pulled a lot of strings to

get me in there and I didn’t want to waste the opportunity. This particular station had two

tapes on hand. I was only able to watch a few minutes of footage, however, because the

second tape was apparently too damaged to be played on a VCR.

Mr. Bear’s Cellar – Episode 30: Mr. Bear never ceases to disturb me, especially after what

almost happened when I was younger. This episode took place outside in a forest at dusk,

making it slightly hard to see especially considering the quality of the film (A trademark of

anything from Caledon Local 21). The episode started with the camera being held in the

“paws” of Mr. Bear aiming it at himself.

That bear mask… it looked more sinister in the shadows of the trees. The unmistakable

muffled voice spoke up; “Hello children! Today I will be doing a wonderful thing for my

friends, I will be delivering them to a faraway land where they will surely be happy!” Mr.
Bear turned the camera around to show an ATV with an attached trailer, but what stood out

the most was that the trailer contained seven motionless children lying side by side. “T-this

here is the first load, but more will be on their way soon!” Mr. Bear turned around and

pointed the camera at a large burlap tarp spread on the ground.

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He picked the tarp up revealing a large hole that must have been at least 12 feet deep and

maybe about 15 feet wide. The rest of the episode consisted of Mr. Bear taking each kid

and dropping them into the hole. I asked Wilson if they were dead to which he shook his

head and replied, “Not yet.” Soon all the kids were in the pit. Some were in awkward

positions due to being tossed in, but they remained unconscious. “The vitamin C will surely

help these children on the great journey that awaits them!” Mr. Bear mentioned as he

panned the camera towards multiple bottles of gasoline beside a bush. The camera

zoomed into the bottles as Mr. Bear hummed before the episode ended.

Wilson revealed to me that these were 7 of the 16 victims found burnt to a crisp. The

gasoline is what the man playing Mr. Bear used to light them on fire. A pit full of burning

children… who the fuck would do that? That feeling of dread found me once again when I

realized that I could have been one of those kids.

Wilson then explained to me that he had previously lied. The other tape confiscated by the

Bramalea police branch did indeed work and contained the filming of the actual burning.

However, he felt that I wouldn’t be able to handle the “disturbing and graphic” nature of the

episode. And you know what? Maybe I can’t. I don’t even want to see it. I’m satisfied for

now, but I just need some time to get myself together. The thing is, the man who ran

Caledon Local 21 is still out there.

More to come soon.

– Elliot

INRI
 Once upon a time…

There lived a boy named Elliot.

Elliot was a clever boy who loved playing with his friends.

One day, he watched a lovely television show about a bear and his

children friends.

The children loved helping each other as good children should, but

they also loved the bear.

The bear loved the children since the children were so good at

helping him and the fallen angel.

The children and the bear wanted to play together forever with the

help of their angel friend.

But the fallen angel needed even more help, so the children had to

give the ultimate sacrifice.

Because that’s what friends do, Elliot.

They help each other.

Help us, Elliot, burn with us, Elliot.

I want you, Elliot, he wants you, Elliot.

Come back to my cellar.

Pretty please with sugar and icing on top!

– Mr. B

INRI

[Update] – April 5, 2011

I wanted to update more, I truly did. However certain circumstances had turned me off the

whole Caledon Local 21 thing. I’ve since then had hundreds of emails about my blog and
was even in contact with a magazine about my story. But now is the time to come clean to

everyone, where have I been for an entire year? The story of Pandora’s Box is true, and I

opened it. I opened it when I watched the second tape in the possession of the Bramalea

police branch. The other subject I’d like to address is the number of joke/fake emails I’ve

been getting from people claiming to be Mr. Bear. Let’s start with the second tape, as that

is what traumatized me into stopping my search temporarily.

After a few weeks of playing silent, I decided to ask Mitchell Wilson if I could view that

infamous second tape he had talked about. I don’t know why. I just felt that viewing that

tape would give me some closure. Wilson was obviously reluctant to show me, but I was

persistent. He gave me an offer. If I was still interested by the time I turned 20 he would

show me the tape. Not being able to do much else, I just played the waiting game. By the

time my 20th birthday rolled around, I was definitely still interested in viewing the tape. I

gave Wilson a call, during which he admitted that he had hoped that I would forget about

asking him again, but I was not taking no for an answer. “You really don’t need to see it,” he

kept telling me, but I did need to see it. I had to at this point. Sure enough, he invited me to

the Bramalea branch one Monday afternoon. Having watched every Saw film, and a video

of animal slaughterhouses in my ethics class, I was sure I would be able to handle

whatever the tape could throw at me. How naive I was…

Mr. Bear’s Cellar – Episode 31: When Wilson went to collect the tape from evidence, the

officer in charge of the evidence room shook his head at me, his face saying “What are you

doing?” Wilson explained that this tape includes the last known episode of Mr. Bear’s

cellar. I rightfully assumed that I would be seeing the fate of the children, and began to feel

a sense of dread.

The episode opened inside a forest, the usual one from the previous episodes. This fact

took me a while to realize because it was night, the trees and leaves just looked like

shapes dancing around in the darkness. A faint glow of light was present on the right side

of the screen. There wasn’t any apparent audio, it appeared to be a windy night yet the

trees weren’t making any noise. Slowly, the camera began to pan towards the glow,

revealing smoke rising from a hole with the tips of flames peaking over the top. Wilson
paused at this point; “Are you sure you want to see this?” he asked me. I insisted on it, even

though a voice in my head was telling me not to. The video continued, the cameraman

moved towards the hole, showing a pit of fire. This was the hole that I had seen in the

previous episode. Only this time it was filled with shapes. I could see shapes moving

around, fluttering, flailing…some motionless. I knew perfectly well what they were. The

camera began to adjust to the light and… burning flesh. Red, black, a blur of surreal

movement and colors. I wish I could forget what I saw, but you can’t forget a scene like

this. This was not a horror movie, this was reality. Human beings were being killed in a

horrifying way, a fate that I could have potentially met.

The video suddenly cut to dawn, the camera now positioned farther away from the hole.

The fire was out. However, there was still smoke rising up. A figure was up ahead. I

recognized it right away; the Mr. Bear suit was laid out on the ground. Empty, it looked just

as unnerving. The suit was laid out in the shape of a cross. The cameraman did a lap

around the suit, treating it like a treasured artifact. Placed at the head of the suit was a

sign. In bold red letters, INRI was printed. The cameraman moved back to the end of the

suit, zooming in to the bear’s face. The episode finally ended.

I was speechless. It was like a dream. You can find a lot of terrible things on the internet,

but I had never seen anything like this. Wilson asked if I was okay and I replied with a shaky

“yes.” I assured him as we left that I was fine and that the video gave me some closure

over the whole incident. He didn’t seem too confident in me, but he left it at that. He was

right, though – I had nightmares for weeks. I gave up. I didn’t care about the whole thing

anymore. A sick man burned a bunch of kids alive, attracting them with a fake kid’s TV

channel. I could have been one of his victims, yet I’m still here. I suppose I should be

grateful, but I feel guilty. Am I still here only by pure luck? Ten months later I’m back, but

now I need to address something else.

My email has been flooded with messages. Some people ask for more details, some ask if

I can upload the tapes, and some people email me claiming to be Mr. Bear. First, I cannot

get the tapes uploaded as they’re A) in police possession as evidence and B) I have no idea

how to transfer VHS onto a computer. As for people pretending to be Mr. Bear, you’re not
fooling me. When you have dozens of people pretending to be the same person, it doesn’t

work. I’ve even seen a fake Caledon Local 21 YouTube channel, which is cute but still not

real. Even more annoying is the fact that someone hacked my account just to put up some

demented poem about me on this blog. I’ll leave it in the entry above this one, just to show

you guys. I have contacted my webmaster about the entry and was told that it was posted

on Halloween (oh, spooky!), attached to the email paintwithb@aol.com, which I assume is

another joke email.

I’m over episode 31 now. The images of what I saw will stick with me for a while, but I want

to do one last hurrah. I will get into contact with Mitchell Wilson again and hopefully get

set up with the tapes in the possession of the other Peel Police branches. I’ll try to update

you guys as soon as I can (I’m sure this won’t take so long again). Thank you to everyone

who still reads this.

– Elliot

Appearance

Whilst 1999 is a full story rather than an individual character, the main antagonist in the

story Mr Bear is the image most commonly associated with the story. In most depictions,

the very small scale of the show is reflected in the fact that he is shown to be wearing a

very low budget, moth eaten bear suit. In some versions eyes are missing or the mouth is

unusually distorted, for example appearing more circular than an actual mouth and being

full of more human looking or broken teeth.

Origin and Development

1999 differs from the majority of popular Creepypastas in that it makes no claim to have a

supernatural or ‘monstrous’ element, other than the human ‘monster’ in the form of a

disguised child murderer.

Where it does share traits with other creepypastas is in its concept. 1999 is an example of

a recognised subgenre within creepypasta, known as ‘Lost episode’ narratives. This

particular form of creepypasta story is usually concerned with missing, hidden or

sometimes secret episodes of popular television shows (most often kid’s shows) that have

some sinister, disturbing or altogether less wholesome tinge to them. This subgenre also

covers tales of shows that only a few witnesses claim to have seen or which many can

partially recollect but which are not officially recorded.

In many of these stories, such as in 1999, the shows in question are said to have had very

small viewerships and are often public access television shows. This plot device is

intended to make it more plausible that the show has only been seen or will only be

recollected by a small number of people.

An initial draft of 1999 was posted by its author Camden Lamont on november 14th of

2009. The story, which was posted to his Slack Lalane blog would be revised and improved

from this point on until April of 2011.

The story was posted to 4chan’s /X/ paranormal board on September 9th of 2012.

Interestingly, the anonymous poster submitted the story whilst stating that he wanted to

‘look back’ on the story and suggested that he was posting it to enquire as to whether

there was ever any follow up or resolution after the cliffhanger ending.

The manner in which this post was made is unusual. The allusions the poster makes to the

story would not only seem to suggest that the poster expected the community to already

be familiar with the story, as if it was already widespread, but that they would be familiar

enough with the tale to know that it ended on a cliffhanger and even potentially be aware

of some continuations of the story.

Most of the conversation about the story after this point centred around the ‘what

happened next?’ scenarios and readers did head back to the original Slack Lalane blog

looking for answers. Though some might suggest that this would be a clever way for

Lamont to drive attention to his story if he were the one to post it 4chan (suggesting that

the story is already well known and starting a discussion about it to drum up interest)

especially if a sequel or continuation was planned, no official resolution has ever come
from Lamont and the story remains a cliffhanger, which would seem to indicate that it was

not him who posted it to 4chan.

In fact, the story gained far more traction and popularity in 2014 after it was read aloud on

youtube by such popular channels as CreepsMcpasta and SomeOrdinaryGamers. Some

channels have even uploaded supposed episodes of the fictional series from Caledon local

21, complete with distortion and tracking lines intended to indicate that video has been

taken from an old VHS (despite the aspect ratio giving the piece away as a far more

modern creation). The same year the story appeared on creepee and Creepyasta websites

respectively.

The fanmade Wiki for the 1999 creepypasta features detailed breakdowns and overviews

of each episode of this fictional television show (something which also occurred for that

other famous creepypasta show ‘candle cove’) and displays images supposedly of Mr

Bear, though there are many variants and little consistency in the appearance.

In another turn of events remarkably similar to Candle Cove the fictional television show

went on to feature in an actual television show when 1999 was adapted in 2017 for a show

on Amazon. The adaptation which remains faithful to the source material was produced in

collaboration with Lamont and he is listed as the executive producer.

Credit: Camden Lamont (Official Blog • Twitter)

Publisher’s Note: The story 1999 is featured on Creepypasta.com with the kind

permission of its original author, Camden Lamont. If you would like to view the story as

it appears on the author’s original Slack LaLane blog post, please click here. An

archived version of the page is available here as well.

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A aspen
44w ago
i remember reading this when i was little, it was my first creepypasta and i remember
having vivid nightmares of what i read. however, now i read it as a teenager and i
realize it wasnt even that scary but its still a fun read regardless
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S Sasa
36w ago
I like this but I got stuck on a cliff hanger! I really wanted him to get caught. Nice story
though!
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K Katie_lop
36w ago
material gorllll
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Finn.exe 😈😈😈😈
 40w ago
🙀🙀
F�
In my head it really said Nikki but something else like this!

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M mrb
45w ago
this one was better than ok, not amazing, but worth the read at least
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A Alyx
51w ago
I think I mabye creid
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Man Dad
41w ago
I would hide the kids in my basement freezer tbh, I know this is serious, and I feel really
bad for the families who had to get over the loss of their child, but this story almost
made me laugh, THE FORBIDDEN F WORD lol
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TS TIBERIUS
11w ago
I always enjoyed this story, even though I found the plagiarizing of Alan Tutorial
obvious, I just wish the story continued and had a more satisfying ending. The ending is
just so abrupt and I feel like we're supposed to get something more...See more
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kawaii-cookie
 a a coo e
K 49w ago
Ara ara!
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T Tomii
18w ago
Greetings Mr.Elliot This Story Is Pretty Much Interesting For Me,Thanks For Submitting
This
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