Forgotten
Memories. They’re how we know what has happened. Everything you remember goes in to who you are, why you act the way you do. It’s a shame that people are not afflicted by the things they cannot remember. Especially you.
Memories are funny like that. Sometimes, when something so wonderfully frightening happens to you, your silly mind blocks it out to ‘protect you.’ While it might think it’s doing you a favor, it kills me to see it take those things away from you. Amazing things have happened to you. Horrible things have happened to you.
Even if you’ve forgotten, I will always remember. I was there with you every step of the way. I was standing in the shadows, watching you. Tormenting you. You have such exquisite fear, I can’t get enough of it. Over and over, I put you through the most exciting times of your life, watching each time as you collapse upon yourself in mindless terror. You’re exhilarating. If only I could watch you suffer forever.. But that silly mind of yours. Each time, you forget what fun we’ve had and go on like nothing ever happened. You even read stories about horrific things, and you take pleasure those horrors as I do.
Yet, you could never even fathom how grand it is to watch you endure them. None of those stories could amount up to the terrors you’ve faced. I want to have more fun with you, and spend more time with you. I want to watch you screech in dismay again and again. I want to experience your agony a million times. I only wish you would remember the dread I put in you. I wish that you would remember me, and cry out in the night. It delights me thoroughly every time you see one of my abominations. You’re so resourceful, always finding a way to live without losing any of your limbs. If only I could watch you die as you scream, so scared for your life. If only the last memory you had was of me, making you drown in your fear as you begged for mercy, tears streaming down your face. I’d tell you I love you, and I would thank you for all the great times you’ve let me share with you. I think I would be truly happy as I watched you sink into your final, dying despair.
If you were smart, you wouldn’t turn out those lights and pretend you’re not hearing strange noises. You wouldn’t distract yourself and remain alone, convinced that you’ll be okay. Do you remember what happened the last time you did?
.. No, I suppose you wouldn’t.
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Credited to Sama
WOW.
I really, really liked this story.
It was kind of poorly written at parts, though D:
GJ anyway.
Damn. Nice work, Sama.
I LOVE IT!!!!!
Nice work. Short but sweet. No actual entity is described or seen - rather, the recounting of a dark entity twisting memories.
Not “creepy” per se… but I liked it. It’s… cool. The narrator is so darkly amused/wistful. At first it sounded like the guardian pasta but I think it can stand on its own.
Scary raipest monsters want to get in my pants and make me feel agony… :S
GODDAMMIT. I WAS ABOUT TO GO TO BED TOO.
it wasn’t creepy until it got to the last paragraph >o>
Ive seen too many pastas like this, they just don’t creep me out.
Boring. Just boring.
Getting a little tired of “Narrator is scary monster in the shadows” ones. Just seems to me those are written by someone that is really pissed at someone (or everyone) and write it just for them, but get lost in describing how much they are going to hurt.
Is like the writer sits at the computer with a thesaurus so they can keep coming up with new ways to say “This is gonna fuckin’ hurt a lot and you are not gonnna like it and I am gonna smile and laugh har-har.”
Wasn’t creepy, nor disturbing, nor unsettling, or even really that interesting. Just “blah-blah you suffer, I’m doing it, it’s fun blah-blah”. Was weak sauce.
I quite liked this. Made me shiver.
9/10.
Exxxxcellent >:)
Uhh… wat. If I keep forgetting about it, than what’s the big deal? Sorry, but this ain’t very scary ._.
Lol I’m going to bed now. Come get me creepy babe!
Love it :D! is awesome maaan
BUT WHO WAS MEMORIES
INCREDIBLE. Well done sir.
Oh, and the narrator is Sasha from inFAMOUS
So I’m going through the worst experiences fathomable, even worse than the things we see here, and there’s no evidence to show for it? Besides, most people remember the things they go through. You know, that whole post traumatic stress disorder thing?
Still, I liked it.
*head explodes*
It is not creepy.
But a good thing to keep in mind.
8/10 Glad I won’t be gong to sleep for some time now.
yawn. ‘oh you’re secretly being tortured by me and i’m a sadist’.
how about ‘you’ve tortured me and you might not remember or care but i do’?
I like Yotan’s idea.
This one sounded like Simon Cowell’s break-up letter to Ryan Seacrest.
*yawn*
only certain minds block out traumatic events. mine doesn’t, and so this didn’t affect me in the slightest.
i found this funny
Well I’d be more scared but I won’t remember, so what do I care? No real threat there.
First time in QUITE a while something’s actually been creepy. Not the pinnacle of pasta, but did make me uneasy for a moment. Good job.
It’s going to take more than that tp freak me out
Hey, I liked this one– it wasn’t so much that it was scary, so much as I figured out who the narrator is– it’s the Sandman! Who else has seen you almost die a million times that you’ll never remember?
The long section was supposed to be broken up but apparently I lost a line break when I sent it. Thanks for all the positive feedback. My pride’s all swelling since this was the first draft of my first attempt at a creepypasta. Probably would’ve been better if I’d spent more time it.
I’m not going to be a jerk and say this didn’t creep me out, because reading so many creepypastas has desensitized me.
THEN WHO WAS SADIST?!
I like it ;D
awesome pasta ^^ 8.5/10
This was awesome!! 9/10
Really…wasn’t a fan of this one
It had a TON on potential, don’t get me wrong
But it’s like “lol I want you to suffer”
Well assclown, I’m not going to. Back off!
All this does is instead of scaring people, it makes them went to fight the fear instead
Wow the ending was delicious. This story acctually made me afraid of the things i was hearing around me.
Good job sama!
Smells a little too (Mr.) Welldone.
.__.
Weak.
Reads like a lame imitation of Mr. Welldone.
it could have been really good…I just thought it tried to hard…
Sexy.
Repost of a guardian angel type story.
Fail.
i agree that this type of story gets a little repetitive, but this one still had a bit of an impact. good job sama, this pasta gets 4 out of 5 noms.
So the narrator is some kind of supernatural Bond villain telling me his evil plan, while I’m some kind of secret badass who beats the living shit out of everything he throws at me? What’s scary about this? If this guy comes for me I’m going to rip his balls off and shove them down his throat. Hell, maybe I already have.
The last paragraph is the best part. Could do a better job of recounting specific memories to really get the best flavor possible.
Pasta was OK. I could imagine someone saying these things to someone and making someone crap out a house. Overall, it was all good but it’s something that you’ll forget and anger this entity.
as long as i survive, and i don’t remember it,
psh i don’t give a shat
I hope you’re hot.
Ehh, not bad. Not good, but not bad. 5/10.
started out okay, got really pretentious, sort of strong ending but the body just ruined it.
A good pasta. I really liked it, if people wern’t in the basement with me i would have been scared shitless
Eh. It doesn’t have any real content, and overall it just seems silly to me.
It was too repetitive.
Hmmm . . . makes me feel kinda nostalgic and sad. To forget something so horrible, I feel so bad for our sadist. To relive his/her fondest memories with no closure on their hearts desire. So close yet so far away. heh, I think I need professional help.
This is exactly what it’s like in every long-term, abusive relationship. Trust me, I know.
I don’t get it.
a bit weak, perhaps not the best writing
but still delicious, none the less.
As i got to the last paragraph i started hearing noises downstairs its like 5 am i put it off as my dad forgetting to turn off the alarm for the weekend
“If you were smart, you wouldn’t turn out those lights and pretend you’re not hearing strange noises. You wouldn’t distract yourself and remain alone, convinced that you’ll be okay. Do you remember what happened the last time you did?”
as i finished the last paragraph i realized my dad was out of town
i was going to bed right after this pasta telling myself its nothing
my door keeps opening and closes through air pressure i am shaking
If I don’t remember what the thing did to me, then the creepiness is null. It was alright, though. I enjoyed it, even if it was a bit boring.
…o.o for some reason that creeped the hell out of me.
Good job on the whole memory theme. It is quite the phenomenon the way the mind plays with events.
These personal pastas are beginning to irk me, however. Perhaps it would’ve been better if it was a third person recount of something, with a personal ending.
ummmmmmmmmm that was to spicey for me
I loved it.
That was just… great.
It really makes me wonder, like that deja vu story. What have I really forgotten?
Cool pasta! Except for the line “want to watch you screech in dismay” - that seemed sort of lame.
Hot damn. o.o;
Campy cenobite sucks shit.
2/10
I loved every word of this. Fantastic! The narrative was not only eloquent but convincing. You could feel their love for the victim and want to torment. Simply wonderful!
I absolutely love this.
Nicely written! It has that kind of… thing… to it that makes me want to turn the lights back on and search my house with a bat and a gun.
This makes me want to go outside and hit someone in the face with an iron skillet.
It makes me ANGRY for some reason.
Whoa, very nice! 9/10