Scary Paranormal Stories & Short Horror Microfiction


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It all started after moving into my new house. Yeah, that’s pretty cliche. Believe me, I know, but it’s what happened. I never experienced anything supernatural before and, though interested, I never really expected anything to happen to me.

I was able to rent the house for pretty cheap. I didn’t think anything of it because it was old and not in the best of neighborhoods so I guessed I just got a good deal. After moving everything in, things were fine for a while.

I don’t remember exactly when it started because it seemed so minor at the time. I’d leave a light on in the kitchen or the bathroom and come back to find it off. Honestly, I thought I was just forgetting that I turned them off already when I came back. After a while, I began to wonder and started leaving a couple lights on on purpose. Sometimes, nothing would happen. Sometimes, I’d come back to find the lights turned off.

By now, I figured out that something was off. I wasn’t really scared, but just confused. I thought maybe something was wrong with the electronics. I started leaving lights on a bit more often (freakin’ killed my PG&E bill) because I thought I might be able to get some sign of why they would randomly shut off. That’s when it started to take another turn.

The first real time I remember something crazy happening was when I left the kitchen and living room light on while I was asleep. I woke up to a deep, rumbling growl coming from the kitchen. Now, from the bedroom, you can see down the hall to the living room and that room is connected to the kitchen. I remember waking up and thinking that there was an animal or something in my house. I looked down the hall toward the living room to see the light darker. Somebody had flicked off the light from the kitchen. Another low growl came, this time from the living room and I nearly screamed as I saw something bold across the length of the hall opening and then the living room light went out. I couldn’t tell exactly what it was though. It just seemed like a black shadow or something. It didn’t really matter. I was scared shitless. I bolted from my bed then and threw on the bedroom light, expecting something to be in this room and getting ready to come after me.

Nothing. There wasn’t anything in the room. I let out a low breath and then I slowly moved down the hall into the living room. Once I got to the end, I practically bolted to throw on the light switch there. Again, nothing. Kitchen next and, once again, nothing!

I was starting to think I dreamed all of it before I went to turn off the kitchen light and stopped. Now, I was a grown man but here I was terrified to turn off that switch. And I’ll admit it, I slept with all the lights on that night.

That was a mistake.

When I woke up the next morning, all the lights were off once again. I went to push myself out of bed and winced as my body felt sore. I pulled the sheets off to see long red marks running down along my legs and arms. It looked like something scratched me in the night. That terrified the hell out of me but not nearly so much as when I saw what happened.

Every light I left on was smashed.

Every lightbulb that was on last night was broken, every lamp knocked over and smashed in. My breath caught in my throat as I looked around. Something was fucked up as hell here. And something tried to…well do something to me. I called in for work that day and went to immediately replace all the lights.

I didn’t know what to do then. I thought about leaving but, and I know this probably sounds stupid, but this was my home. It was my first time away from my family and this was MY home. I couldn’t give it up. So…I stayed.

Even as it got worse.

Even though I was begining to become terrified of the dark, I couldn’t really sleep with the light on me at night in the bedroom. I’d leave other lights on though, like in the hall, or the living room giving myself enough to see pretty well in my darker room. And, almost every night, I’d wake up in the middle of the night to hear something growling and prowling around the living room and then the lights would shut off. I didn’t want to go look. I was terrified at the thought of being in the same room with whatever was in there. So I curled up in bed and prayed it never came in.

One night, after this went on for a while, I had it. I bought a gun and turned on every light in the house. Then I sat down in the middle of the living room with my gun in my lap and a baseball bat sitting next to me. I waited. There was nothing at first for a long time. At around 2 in the morning I began to hear it. Oddly, it was behind me. I turned and peeked toward the hall to my bedroom and could hear that familiar growl. I swallowed and held my gun in one hand and the bat in the other and slowly began to step around to get a better view of bedroom from the living room. As I began to get a view of my bed, I heard a loud THUMP! followed by an inhuman roar. I, being the brave man I was, jumped back and away from the hallway. I wanted to end this all but, dear god I didn’t want to deal with that thing! I could hear tearing and smashing but, and I don’t know how I caught it, but I did manage to hear an audible “click”. And then nothing. Slowly, I went back to peek down the hall and the light was off once again. A deep breath and I ventured forth, my weapons ready.

When I came to my bedroom and flicked the light back on, I gasped. My bed was ravaged, torn completely apart. It was like some animal had jumped into it and just ripped it to shreds. I stepped forward to look at what was left of my bed and just stood in shock for who knows when. It wasn’t until I heard the sound of a familiar growl that I turned around. Standing near my door, right at the light switch, was when I finally saw it.

It was a man, a white and rotting man with a mangled body that looked like he had once been a dog’s chewtoy staring at me. I was too in shock to even raise my weapons. He stared at me for just a moment and then…flicked off the light. I screamed. I’m not even ashamed to admit it. I screamed and bolted. I didn’t care of that was where that…man…had been standing. I ran right past where I had seen him, swinging my bat like a madman. I nearly put a hole in the hallway as I ran through into the safe light of the hall. I turned to look back then, just in time to see him once again near the hall’s light switch. He turned that one off too. By then, I didn’t want to fight. I wanted to be safe. I burst past the living room and into the brightness of my kitchen.

I heard the sound of growling and scratching nearly all around me then and I knew he was coming back. I looked back to once again see that mangled and rotten corpse of a man turn off another light with a broken finger and plunge me into terrifying darkness. I broke for the living room.

This was going to be my final stand. I’d have to fight here. I drew close to the standing lamp that was my last line of defense. It hated the dark so I’d stay right here. Next to this comforting standing lamp. I waited for it to turn off but…it never did. I looked around and…quiet. Nothing but quiet. I turned then to look at that saving grace of a lamp that refused to yield. I started to find myself laughing, a crazy but ALIVE laught and I thought I’d finally be ok. Stepped closer and I swear I almost hugged that lamp.

Until I saw it.

I heard the growl first coming not from behind me but in front! From that lamp. My eyes widened and I stared as the light from that lamp intensified. I stumbled back and, I don’t know what happened but I think I tripped on something. I just know I found myself flat on my back staring up at that bright, intense light. It wasn’t comforting any longer. Just hot and heavy and bright…I thought it was going to burn me away. And then it came.

I don’t have words to describe what poured from that lamp’s light. It was hideous, twisted, and filled with rage. I know I’ll never forget those eyes though. Bright, hot, and white…two glowing circles of pure malice. It hated me. It hated everything about me. And not just me. It hated all of us. Every human being. But it was stuck here. And it would lash out at what it could. Me. I don’t know how I knew this but…I just knew. I lunged for me and I prepared myself for a painful death.


The light went out. Once again, darkness. Sweet, quiet, relaxing darkness. I stayed on the ground for a long moment, letting my eyes adjust as I kept my gaze fixated on where my standing lamp was. As the seconds passed, I could start to make him out. That mangled man standing by the lamp, one torn hand upon the switch as he looked down at me.

I understood then. I understood what it all meant. Everything that happened. The man pulled his hand away from it and then pointed and mangled finger toward it before, very clearly, shaking his head from side to side. All I could find myself doing was nodding.

He wasn’t the one trying to harm me. All this time, all those instances, he was trying to protect me. That creature could only come in the light. And this mangled man had been trying to keep me safe. He didn’t want someone else to repeat his mistakes.

I moved out the very next day and never looked back. Whatever it was, it was confined to that house and, so far, nothing has come at me from another light source. However, that thing will always stick with me in my mind. Every night, in my new apartment, I made a habit of wondering around the house, making sure every light is off, every curtain is closed, and made sure to plunge myself in quiet, comforting, and safe pitch darkness.


Credit To: David

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  • Peterson171

    Really good work! I like the fact that the darkness is more comforting then the light.

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    Rating: +70 (from 76 votes)
    • leV-Lee

      You mean idea.

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      • Tiefling

        In this case, same shit different color.

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        Rating: +13 (from 15 votes)
      • leV-lee

        I’m sorry, I was young and stupid.

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        Rating: +8 (from 12 votes)
    • Ex

      Great twist on that “OMG, it is so dark! I am scared when the lights go out!”-Plot ^^

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  • Maldo

    Awesome, just awesome.

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  • tido

    this is beautiful, but a little hard to understand

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    • Dantaine

      This isn’t really all that hard to understand. Here is a small summary.

      A man moved into a new house that he got really cheap. Every night, oddly a light was out even though he left it on. The activity worsened and he would hear a growl. Sometimes he would see a creepy looking man. One night he bought a gun and made a stand. The other man in the raggedy clothes turned off the lights in just about every room. The owner of the house found himself under a lamp where a “thing” started to come out of it. The man in white then shut off the lamp and said to keeps the lights out. The man in white wants to protect those from this thing that can only show in light.

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    • rawrin

      well that man just wanted to protect the guy from somthing like him that was meaner

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  • blah

    it was pretty good

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  • Mental_Patient

    I really liked this story. I bookmarked it. It didn’t really scare me, just gave me the chills, which is a pretty good affect because I don’t scare easily. Overall, 9/10.

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  • Chris

    I like the idea, well written, Great pasta

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    Rating: +4 (from 4 votes)
  • Garlic Knot

    I didn’t really find it scary, but I thought it was a neat idea for a story. I don’t think I’ve read one where the light caused more problems than the dark.

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    Rating: +7 (from 11 votes)
  • Eyrion

    Liked it a lot. Didn’t expect that ending, but I guess it explains why he looked like a “dog’s chewtoy”.

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    Rating: +15 (from 15 votes)
  • monster

    Probably one of the best stories, if not the single best, that have found its way to since it’s come back up. I’ve been kind of disappointed with a lot of them- bland, cliché or altogether very predictable. I was afraid this was going to turn out to be just the same, when suddenly bam! The light is the bad thing. I have a thing for the pastas where the thing you would usually expect to murderilate you is actually there to help you- and it just adds a nice kick to know that the thing that you expected to save you will fuck you up hard.

    I’d like to add that I’m awfully glad that the author didn’t make the narrator go bonkers after seeing what he did in the lamp and start seeing it in all sources of light. That’s a bit cliché, in itself. Happy to see it was avoided. I enjoyed the ending very much.

    Overall, very few complaints about this, and those are very minor ones (typos, misspelled word, etc.) that actually didn’t yank me out of the immersion, like it does in most pastas. My only question is concerning that part when he “held [his] gun in one hand and the bat in the other.” Wat. What was he hoping to do? I don’t think that would be a very effective way to take on an abomination. Shouldn’t you hold a gun with both hands, or is this guy some kind of progangasta who can do that kind of thing? And the same kind of goes for baseball bats, unless he can somehow swing it with one arm and still hurt something. Just something to think about, but it didn’t really detract from the story (that would be silly).

    Great story. 9/10. You did a wonderful job with it, and by doing so, have restored hope for more quality pastas in the future. Thank you.

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    • Juanitathechicken

      I think the gun in one hand and the bat in the other was to show you how unexperienced he was with defense. He was so scared that he had to have two weapons. Even though it would’nt be very effective. But i agree monster. Good Pasta. 9/10

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  • Jivy


    Seriously good pasta, never sleeping with a light on again. 9/10

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    Rating: +20 (from 28 votes)
  • mona

    really great story.. but also kind of sad…poor mangled man!

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    • Jhe

      Reminded me of Herbert Solomon

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  • Raine

    I see a lot of pastas on here getting all this praise and they hardly deserve it. The stories are short, or bland, and unoriginal and yet people think they’re great.

    This is not one of those pastas. This is a very good one. Well done sir, well done.

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    • EmmaRaine

      Hey my middle name is Raine hehe

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  • TheDuk

    This is a wonderful pasta. Very well written, east to follow. The bit with the gun, and baseball bat was a little confusing, but not terribly so. I absolutely loved the surprise ending

    I hope to see more from David, in the future

    btw: who was lamp??

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    Rating: +5 (from 7 votes)
  • Sam

    that was truly bad ass bro, i jumped out of my seat when my step brother opened the door in the middle of the story.
    I literally turned the light on in my room so i could even muster the courage to finish this… and then the end came and I shut that bitch right off lol

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    Rating: +23 (from 23 votes)
  • Gears

    Personally my Favourite pasta EVER!
    You really put a great spin on the story!
    10\10 WILL EAT AGAIN!

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    Rating: +6 (from 6 votes)
  • Underwood

    Wonderful. I was confused at first because I thought the monster would be dog-like and you revealed a man, then I realized he wasn’t the only thing bumping around the house. Very cool, David.

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    Rating: +9 (from 9 votes)
  • New Techno Leader

    very good, gave me the chills, i swear lights have been mysteriously turned off on their own late at night in my house, so this one really creeped me out

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    Rating: +5 (from 5 votes)
  • James ‘bigdick’ Conrad

    Yo that made my dick ROCK HARD for more.

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  • Tommy

    Awesome story!

    Maybe we should use it to scare kids that are to old for night lamps but still use them :)

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    Rating: +9 (from 9 votes)
    • DivinitySwordEoLs

      +1 to that. Parents would totally love their electricity bill to be lowered.

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  • Chris

    I have been going through a bunch of pastas getting kind of scared but i don’t know this ending just wiped it all away even though it was the opposite of what to expect i made me feel idk safe for some reason my all time favorite pasta 10/10

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  • Helen

    Probably one of the best Creepypastas I’ve read.
    I love the alternative take on light and dark. I really like that.
    This was very well-written, and almost, in a way, kind of sweet.

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    Rating: +4 (from 4 votes)
  • Repo!

    Uhh beautiful work. Still lost on the whole “evil lamp” bit. I mean either go into more detail or make a backstory. Is the lamp possessed? Made by or from demons? Somehow being a physical embodiment of some kind of wolf made of energy and light? I understand wanting to leave some things open, but “lamp monster” just makes it seem silly. Other than that 10/10, ill take 3the orders for here and 2 to go

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  • Gallowmere

    @ Repo!: It wasn’t just the lamp. If you recall, it ripped the living hell out of his bedroom as well before the mauled man could turn that light off. This gives me the impression of it being transient through the entire house, and needing some form of artificial lighting as a medium to be able to engage living beings.

    That out of the way, 10/10. Very well written, and very strong premise. I look forward to more.

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    • Spencer

      Whaaaaaaat? Someone actually said 10/10?

      I agree that the idea was really original and I liked that, but I felt like the twist was too sudden and unexpected. I didn’t really see any foreshadowing (pun intended).

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  • Dirjel

    Really good pasta. The twist ending was great, and the foreshadowing (“…like a dog’s chew toy”) was very nicely done.

    There were a few mechanical errors (spelling/typos), and this kind of thing bothers me more in higher-end writing because there’s no reason for it – you don’t have anyone to proof-read for you?

    Last thing, the guy should have had a knife and a gun. You can use a gun in one hand – not well, but it works; and you can use a knife in one hand; but a baseball bat does NOT work one-handed. As soon as he said “I had my gun and my baseball bat” I was like “wut.” And then he tried to go gunxsword on the monster with a baseball bat. Does not work.

    Anyway, pretty good pasta. Thanks for sharing, Mister Author.

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  • Louise

    This pasta was very, very good. Unexpected ending and original. Amazing pasta is amazing. I give it 11/10

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