Scary Paranormal Stories & Short Horror Microfiction

Creepypasta

I’ve had a few people on twitter and email who’ve expressed frustration over having ideas for creepypasta, but not the talent/time/drive to actually write them. A couple people have asked if we had a space for them to leave their ideas so that, perhaps, someone who wants to write but needs help with the idea part might be able to use them.

So here we go: this comments section is where you guys can post your creepypasta “prompts” – ideas for creepy stories that you might have, but for whatever reason, aren’t going to use yourself.

Just a couple ground rules:

  • This should be obvious, but just in case – make sure that you don’t mind someone else using your idea before you post them!
  • If you are an author and you use one of the prompts posted here, consider giving the original creator of the idea a shout-out in your credit section if you end up submitting the end result. It’s not mandatory, but it is polite.
  • Your prompt can be an image, video, or piece of audio as well as text – for images, use html img tags in the comment field. Nothing unsafe for work, please. For videos and audio, please just post a clean link to the content, no html – otherwise it might get eaten by the spam filter.
  • If you have many ideas, please consolidate them into one post. If you have a Disqus account, you should be able to edit your comments, so please do take advantage of this function when you have new prompts rather than submitting a new comment for every idea. If you ignore this guideline and insist upon flooding the comment queue with individual prompts, expect moderators to stop approving your comments eventually.

That’s all I can think of for now, but if I’ve overlooked something, feel free to tell me!

Beyond that… get to prompting~

  • Josh Gillis

    I’ve thought about writing a corollary to the one about Angelman syndrome. In particular, I was thinking about Prader-Willi syndrome (patients can’t stop eating), or about cri-du-chat (severe mental retardation and cries that sound like cat’s screams).

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  • http://www.youtube.com ???

    I was on my way to the local flea market, called Flea Land, to purchase some coca-cola items and perhaps a video game when I hit a steel trunk in the road. I got out of my car, cursed under my breath, and pulled out from under my car. I noticed that someone had written in lipstick on the front ” THE EYES OF DARKNESS” so being slighty insane, I opened it. Inside was a piece of paper with the words bootleg, and why? over and over again. behind the paper was a copy of what appeared to be pokemon gold, but with a picture of a skeletal pikachu on the front. seeing the person had a sick sense of humor, like me, I put it in my Gameboy Advanced, which I brought to test games at the flea market, and turned it on.

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    • I Consist Entirely of Lego Bricks.

      No. Too much cliche, and we don’t need anymore stupid Pokepastas.

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  • slayer

    im thinking of a character but i dont really feel so sure some one leave comment if intrested

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    • slayer

      well heres my idea but name for the so called “slayer” is not known
      It was an average day i swept through emails,videos ect. but the there was a random message saying “watch it” it was just some video consisting of static shapes screaching noises(like lanender town syndrome but different) and flickering creepypast images like jeff slender,ben,smile ect. but some image i never could see quick enough and if I use a sound track and if I seem to get rid of the static noise/sydrom niose iget faint talking like “I know what you did to me”,”I’m gonna get you back same way you tried to kill me” the vioce sounded familur(sry spelled wrong forgot how to spell it) but it couldnt be him he’s dead wait email adress to him is the same one “ah shit”
      POLICE REPORT
      Victim of homiced(forgot too)
      eathan steal found dead at his home by his computer with a strange email on his computer killer must have jumped from behind and stabbed his neck message writen in ash/blood from the vitims burnt body “I’ve come back and your all gonna pay” killer is still unkown but nickname from him is “slayer”

      thats the story so far im still in thought of the back story to him but hey this is my first prompt i still need editing so give me a shout will.robert.thompson@gmail.com

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      • slayer

        P.S the vitims name is one of the bullys from my school

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  • https://www.facebook.com/kevin.mullan.5?ref=tn_tnmn kevin

    well basically my idea is based around the idea that satan is a woman. Or at least sometimes chooses to discuise himself that way. Ive always seen the devil portrayed as a man NEVER as a women but think about it women can be incrediably crafty and malicious when they want to be and a pretty women can make a man do whatever she wants. So basically the plot (and needless to say strech it out and add as many details artistic nuances etc as you can. after all It wouldnt be a creepypasta otherwise. would it?) Is that a man needs an incrediably attractive woman who seems innocent but later shows her true colours as she seduces and corrutps him more and more. Makeing him do increasingly immoral things. She then reveals her true identity. ‘my name is lucy, short for luciefer’

    I reccomend calling the pasta lucy and using that line. But its not manatory. Neither is giving me credit. Although I would appreciate it But PLEASE do let me know if and when you decide to write this pasta. I would love to see the finished result

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    • Immy

      I love that idea. Mind if I use it if you haven’t already?

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      • https://www.facebook.com/#!/kevin.mullan.5 kevin

        Ive already submitted it. But they hav’nt got back to me yet. so add me on facebook and Il let you know if they reject it. If so you can write it. If they accept it Il send you a link when it gets published

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    • MaasRed

      i like it a lot :)

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    • Murderous Dolls R’ Us

      I swear I’ve seen a movie where the devil is a woman and she grants this dude three wishes in exchange for his soul. Idk what it’s called, though

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      • kevin

        I havnt seen that but I geuss Its not suprising im the first person to think of it. Ive submitted my pasta and Im just waiting for a response now.

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      • Some witty username

        Bedazzled with Brendan Fraser

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  • Anonymous

    you should do one on a girl who died in a house and she comes back to kill the man who killed her

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  • slayer

    what are u talking about

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  • Slayer

    I hope I can get someone to help my story

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  • TheGrinder

    Can we got one where it turns out monster energy drinks are made using human souls?

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    • slayer

      sure go for whats ur prompt

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    • AmyCannotWrite

      *throws monster energy drink across the room*

      but seriously, if someone could pull that off it would probably make a good pasta.

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  • http://none Trystan

    Anon that’s all ready done: They made a movie called the lovely bones

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  • Kitsune Beach

    We’re watching you.

    So here i am lying to the people trying to get out of this god forsaken hell hole they threw me in, at least they don’t read my book the one thing that’s keeping me sane (Every night the character wakes up and there is a hole in the door that an unknown person looks through and on the door it written in fresh blood “we’re watching you”)

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  • Morgan

    I thought of one

    There i was locked in a glass jar… ohhh wait let me tell you the full story

    It was on January the 19 1999 I was entitled to the role of commander in the barraks so i went along my buisness untill i was on leave

    it was a normal day driving round the seaside playing in the sand eating ice cream like a normall family me the wife the kids but when i got home i had mail

    i opend the letter to say that on febuary 1st i was going to be transfered to a secret location today was the last day of january

    i spilled the beans to my wife telling her i’d be gone tommoro but next time i was on leave i would just quit my job so tommoro came along and i was shipped of to some area in the middle of a desert in nevada mabye and i was imedietlly took to a small room with one thing in the middle its head was like a space raider and its skin was gray when i was locked insided the room with it it seem to talk to me through my head

    Me:who o o o or what are you
    It: i am paul (yes i made a movie joke)
    Me:what are you
    Paul: what does it look like a monkey???
    Me:no paul you look like a an alien
    Paul:No s**t sherlock
    Paul:and now you are my escape method you are my host

    and thats how i became a small guy in a small glass jar in a tiny corner of my mind

    Was that any good thought it up myself and its my first try at one not scary but ppl could add part to make it scary soo thanks for reading goodnight

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  • Remaining Sorrow

    Hey guys this is just a starting idea for a CreepyPasta because i don’t know how to submit my own because i’m new to CreepyPasta

    The night was bleak and dark, not to mention cold. I was tired and hungry so i was taking a shortcut through the backyards of people that i didn’t know. I heard a noise then i turned around and nothing was there, but when i turned around i could’ve sworn that i saw a man w ith an ear-to-ear grin… then everything went black. I woke up in the morning in the heart of some forest. Hesitantly I started to walk through the woods and not long after i started to hear voices.

    By the way please credit me for part of the story but adress me as Remaining Sorrow. Written on my PS3

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    • http://none Trystan the Tyranny

      Sounds good, I like how someone finally at least put in the effort to make a connection as to how you got in the fucking woods. Lol keep going!

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      • NNY

        yeah, i like it. submit it, im thinking of writeing one myself :)

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  • Mister No-Name

    Maybe a creepypasta centered on one of the Shin Megami Tensei games? I mean, you can summon SATAN.

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  • YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE USERNAME!

    I have a prompt partially based on a true story. Its about this guy who’s appearned in one or two of my dreams, and he’s always die-ing, and its always kinda my fault. :( (I know, I’m messed up.) And theres a guy in my school who looks like him . I need help getting this on my feet. Any help?

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    • Hayleen

      If you haven’t already had a good start, or would like some help, I would like to help with this. I think I could help a little. You can email me at fan4creepypasta@wildblue.net

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  • Nyan, Bitches.

    A girl is hooked on eating these foreign candies. Every time she buys another one, something bad happens. She eats so many, and is suddenly pregnant, without ever having sex. She gives birth to a monster, who eats her as it says ‘Mmm….candy.’ Basically the candies were alien eggs that formed together in her stomach, which she then gave birth to. Yepyep.

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    • What the bitch said.

      I second this.

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  • http://wherethemindroams.wordpress.com TryAgain

    Life has been going terribly awry for a beloved high school teacher. His or her (you decide) nerves are on edge and the students are being especially annoying. Finally, he or she snaps and holds the students hostage.

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    • http://none Trystan the tyrant

      Reminds me of Stephen King… I’m going to try this.

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  • BabyLemonade

    - a more detailed Disneyland pasta. I know there’s one out there already but it’s pretty short and just about a suicide on a ride. Use some of the actual reports of paranormal happenings for more ideas, perhaps.
    – Something about a library… I’ve had that idea for a while but can’t build anything around it. Libraries can be creepy sometimes.
    – a Halloween ritual pasta?
    – something about Skinwalker Ranch.
    – Jersey Devil. Dumb idea but could make a good pasta.
    – haven’t seen many pastas about haunted colleges/dorms.
    – basically, no more video game/lost episode/ “(name) the killer” pastas. Those are getting so formulaic and so boring and always rely on gory and “disturbing” images. Lame shit.

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  • ILikePeas

    So, after about ten minutes of brainstorming, I came up with two prompts.

    A man is tinkering with online radios day and night, to the point that it becomes a sort of obsession. One night, he receives a spam email with a link to a new radio website he’s never seen before. Immediately, he notices that the frequencies are not the standard FM/AM setup. Instead, the site has its own custom frequencies. One of the two frequencies tunes into radio broadcasts from the past (so he gets to listen to FDR’s fireside chats, WW2 announcements, Old Jazz, ect) and the other tunes into the future. Something about the broadcasts for the future don’t seem right, however.

    A man gets work at a family operated farm. At the end of the farmhand’s first year, there is a massive crop failure. Due to being superstitious hillbillies, the farming family quickly turns on their new employee. At first, it’s small things like not letting him handle the animals, or resigning him to the really horrible chores. However, when the next year brings another bout of crop failure, our protagonist won’t be getting off so easily.

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  • I Am Mad

    I worked really hard on mine and its not posted :( WTF it’s called I’m being watched!

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  • kevin ‘the moleman’ mullan

    I just remembered I had a dream ages ago that would have made a great creepypasta. It scared the shit out of me at the time. Of course being a dream I forgot most of It a few minutes after waking up.

    A group of people living together.(a family?)
    one memeber of the group (cant remember why) is pissed at the rest so he interfers with their food. some sort of phycological torture. something like the food they eat doesnt nurish them it just makes them hungry. eventually the stop speaking and their faces become deformed. their eyes fall out but yet they carry on as normal. except the children carry dead puppies with similar eyes and play with them as if they were toys or living puppies.

    I realise this is very vauge but Its a starting point I geuss

    the dream had a vibe somewhat like a cross between the russian sleep experiment and a more distrubing version of the childrens show ‘courage the cowardly dog’

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  • AloneintheMist

    http://data.whicdn.com/images/14693840/doctor-who-are-you-my-mummy_large.jpg

    Maybe a creepy Doctor Who spin off?
    If you want more ideas shoot me an email
    ~ kapnkaylaroo@mail.com ~
    (I am going at ideas when I have a little time to think about them I promise.) And I swear no to give out just tons of Doctor Who things. Trust me, I got plenty of really crazy ideas banging around in this head of mine.

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  • Chagu

    Based on a true story about me and my sister getting lost with a creepy-pasta twist, I was wondering if anyone would be willing to help me finish this :3

    ‘It was late at night, we weren’t supposed to be out, but, that’s what teenagers do right? They stay out too late and drive too fast. It was my sister’s birthday, and she was the one driving, as I had no license and not a lot of experience behind the wheel of a car. We were definitely lost, but there were no worries. We had gotten lost too many times to count and had always found our way home.

    We turned onto a street that seemed a little familiar, Emma Avenue. It was a new street, full of cookie-cutter houses, each looking far too similar in the dark. We drove for what seemed like ages, but might have only been a few minutes, and came upon a dead-end where it seemed a new house was going to go in, slightly on a cliff that would have been easy to drive off of had we not been paying attention.

    Still we were not worried. We turned around and drove back, figuring that we had to find a road besides the one we came on. It seemed to take even longer to get to the other end of Emma Avenue. It ended in a cul-de-sac, one of those rings of houses that seem to pop up everywhere now a days. We drove around and headed back down the road. It was odd how there seemed to be no other road leading off of Emma Avenue but the one we had driven down to find the street.

    So, we followed it. Back up the road that had lead us to the double dead-end road. It started to curve, a curve that had not been there before. We had the radio on, from it some station that played ‘music’ but in reality was the mindless dribble that constitutes as music now a days. Suddenly, the radio started to go to static. I clicked the scan button, expecting the stations that had grown familiar to me. The radio didn’t find anything, the eerie static filled the car and my sister shut the radio off, a frown coming onto her face as she glanced around. The road ended its curve and lead us back onto the road that we had been on to drive away from Emma Avenue.

    A sickening feeling grew in my stomach as my natural tendency to think up worst case senarios cropped up. Where were we? When would we get home? What if… What if we never got home? I threw these thoughts to the back of my mind, my unease growing as our headlights shone upon that dreaded street sign. ‘Emma Ave.”

    So yeah that’s it, I was wondering if anyone would be willing to help me finish it. :3 I was wondering if it was even creepy pasta material, I don’t know.

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  • http://youtube b

    i told you to SMILE.

    aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa someone help me please.

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  • boo

    a parody of jeff the killer in girl form

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    • http://none Trystan the tyrant

      Already done haven’t you heard of Jane the killer.

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  • http://none Trystan the tyrant

    This is based in a true story, mine. In one of the houses we moved into, something bad happened, I never knew what it was – I sill don’t. The feeling was strongest in my little sister’s room. I avoided it at all times, only bad memories come from there. I have nightmares of that room. I believe everything bad in our house came from that room.

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