Right now, there is a thin man in a skin tight black suit sitting in your closet.
His bony knees bent to his chest, his spidery white fingers wrapped around his ankles. He sits there, and has been sitting there since you began reading this.
His name is Greed. Can you hear his breathing yet?
Now that you are aware of his existance, if you open your closet door you will see him sitting there. Immediately his expressionless face will smile, and his sharp green eyes will lock onto yours. You may open and close the closet as much as you wish, and you may leave him there for as long as you like, but he will never go away. And everytime you look inside your closet he will still be there, his glassy eyes following yours. Only you will see him. Don’t attempt to tell anyone else, they will only question your sanity.
If you ignore Greed, gradually he will take over your existance. When you look in the mirror you will see him standing behind you, smiling his eerie smile. You will see him sitting in the back of your car as you drive home late from work. As you turn the lights off downstairs and you run up the steps to the safety of your bedroom, he will be running behind you, even if you do not turn to look you will hear a second pair of footsteps.
There is only one way to rid yourself of Greed. At exactly midnight, of any night of the year (apart from Christmas Eve) sit in front of your closet with a razor in your left hand. You must be alone, the lights must be off, and you must place a lit tea candle in between you and the closet door. Without opening the door, repeat this verse:
In return for my sanity, I give to you my soul,
Use it as you wish, but please leave me alone.
The closet door will swing open, revealing Greed whose eyes are already glaring you in the face. He will hold out his long bony hand. Hold your right hand over it and with your left, make a clean cut across your wrist and let your blood fill his hand. Once it is full he will retreat it and place your gift in his top right coat pocket. Then he will stand up, and walk out of your house, the doors opening themselves for him. He will never return.
From that moment on, your life will be perfect. You will effortlessly become rich beyond belief, you will find and marry the love of your life and achieve anything your heart desires. You will never become sick, and you will die warm and comfortable in your bed, surrounded by those you love.
But once your eyes have finally closed, and your lungs stop breathing, you will meet Greed again. He will take you to visit your loved ones who you have left behind, and you will watch helplessly as he plays his game. He will take the sharpest knife from their kitchen and hide in their closet. Next time they open it he will slaughter and devour them. He will repeat this little ritual until everyone you’ve ever loved is lying dead in a puddle of their own blood. After he has finally finished this twisted game he will take your soul from his top right coat pocket and swallow it. You will become a part of him, and be a part of his game forevermore.
However, if you take the option to ignore him, he will never leave, and every once in a while, if you turn over in the direction of your partner in bed, instead of seeing their beautiful face, your eyes will meet with his, and that evil grin will still be stretched over his rows of sharp teeth.
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But what if we fall in love with Greed??
I thought his name was Ling? Deym.
i checked my closet after reading this and no one was there, its just a bit of fun really.
Ok so uh yeah I’ve read this before and I swear to god the first time I heard breathing but no person this time I saw my closet doors already open and I swear to god I saw a person out of the corner of my eyes. I have no green in my closet at the moment(laundry) but I saw green… So yeah let’s just see how this plays out ;-;
He said green eyes.. thats not greed thats envy isnt it?
Lol stay in my closet hey while he’s in there he can straight out my massive high heel collection. As for seeing his face when i am sleeping next to my hubby go for it. My husband is only home for 2 weeks every four months. Other than that i have my fur children.
To the author:
great awesome story. I loved it. U drew the reader into it with the first paragraph. Keep it up. I would love to read more from you!
I just looked at the comment first
…What closet? XD
Anyways, nice story. ;) I rate this 6/10 and will favourite.
Sincerely,
Grim Gamer
My closet is filled up with my dirty clothes, and smells like a dump. Needless to say, I never go in there, so, you know, his problem. Very tasty pasta by the way
WHAT IF YOU DON’T HAVE A CLOSET
STOP IGNORING! ME I FOLLOW YOU!
Uhh, i don’t have a closet.
Jokes on you writer! I don’t have a closet!
Theres nothin in my closet ut tnt he die
Closest to a closet I have in my room has shelves and such behind my door. I opened it expecting my big drawer to be under the built in shelves, but when I found a big gaping crawl space instead, I stood there eyes widened for a moment.
I realized it had been removed by my parent at some point. God, if I knew that a open crawl space like that was going to be there before I opened the door, I would of been more reluctant.
I’m I the only one thinking about Fullmetal Alchemist while reading this O_O;;
And to think.. I was going to dress up and leave soon. NEVERMIND. I CAN STAY AT HOME TODAY. >~<
If the poor thing ever was in my closet, he suffocated long ago, I can barely put a hand in there, so I guess I’m safe :-)
The story is not too bad but it misses something, though I can’t really point out what. Maybe it’s just that a “monster” who only follows you around looks like an annoyance more than a menace (and most likely the monster himself must be bored as hell of his job). Not to mention the fact that the only way for you to even see him is reading that he is there (which also stems the question: people won’t believe you if you say it’s there, but you could make them read it and they would see him, no?)
I wouldn`t mind him following me around!means i have a new buddy!Good luck making me go crazy when im already insane xD
i have no closet!!! HA!!
God would it be worth it to be able to marry the guy of my dreams *coughs* Andy *coughs* but then they would die •__•
what is with all the closet rituals? I have one of those tiny apartment closets. The kind that has the foldy doors- anyone know what im trying to explain? Anyways good pasta Im glad i have the tiny closet or else I would be scared shitless right now… 7.9/10
Shit all my clothes are in my closet….
I’m not to sure If I should check my wardrobe. But anyways my soul belongs to God not to anyone else….
wow i was actually scared to open my closet. it took me half an hour of standing there before i actually opened it to let out a sigh of relief that he wasnt there
I regret that I have an unfortunate weakness for these types of pastas. The idea that you are currently in the situation described in the story is a frightening concept indeed. One thing though, if you choose to ignore him nothing really bad happens does it? I mean, he follows you around and sneaks into your bed but he doesn’t seem to actually hurt you, just annoy you. A small price to pay for your immortal soul wouldn’t you say?
Damned if you do, damned if you don’t.
Sooooo I was totally about to go shower. I think I changed my mind till my boyfriend gets home -.- wonder full and horrific pasta btw
Oh My God! I just opened my closet and there was a thin old man in there just like in the story! I proceeded to beat him up, then threw his ass off the balcony before taking his coat.
I swear I just fucking checked my closet o.o
I’m gonna be rich XD hooorrrraaayyy
so, if my closet doesn’t have a door, am i safe or am i just more exposed?
ME: Psss, this stuff is fake
*wooo, scratch, wooo*
me: aaahhh he’s in my closet
cat: meow, meow
me: no he has my cat!!!!!!
mom: whats wrong with you
me:uhhh i have something in my eye. hey, mom,can you get my coat out the closet please…..and maybe cover the mirrors for me.
Hey, how are they in a puddle of their own blood if he’s devoured them?
HA, JOKE’S ON YOU. I HAVE NO CLOSET!
Okay, this was terrifying. I’m never getting changed again.
Ironically, I read this on Christmas eve so fuck…
Lol I dont have a closet, only a drawer :D
Well I am never changing clothes ever again.
this scared me do not want to open my closet
How can people believe in this shit! lol
I just had to read my younger brother the story, then push him into the closet.
This assumes you have a closet and a ‘partner’.
Sorry Greed. My soul belongs to Soul Calibur already.
Not bad.
Really guys? I just want a hug, why do you think I smile every time I see you?
Youll kill my loved ones.
Please don’t.
I`ll give you a hug!! xD
Oh, I get it! It’s one of the children from The Ghost of Christmases Past’s jacket. That’s why you can’t do the ceremony on Christmas–he’s too busy bugging Scrooge!
Great pasta!! Soon as I read ‘he’s in your closet’ I thought, “OH NO! There’s too much junk in my closet! Where would he sit??” Oh my brain..
wow there is a man sitting in my closet and stares at me, follows me, and smiles when he sees me. stalker
This is a true story. I wish I’d considered it before I converted the closet in my room into additional space for my bed.
Greed *refuses* to share the pillows.
Not gonna lie, after i finished reading I looked in my closet. I saw nothing, but as i walked away, a small old stuffed animal of mine fell. It’s a green eyed thin bear, freaked me out, good show lad, good show.
Well when I read. When you die, he will be there.
*Suddenly random dynamite explodes* I just died.
to the author#. i recorded this as its so good mate, i’d really like to credit you on the videos title. whats your pen name?
This story is truly creepy. The reason is because you have a fear, even though it seems ridiculous, that it’s true and you check your closet (I did). Including the reader really makes for a scary pasta. Good job 9/10
My closet has no door just a see through curtain…safe?
i agree i have no door does that mean i a safe or more exposed
This one really creeped me out for some reason. I mean, I had to call someone to open my closet door while I stood behind them in fear, creeped out. Still, very good.
Impossible. My closet door could never swing open…sliding door > hinges.
Same here
Damn Greed, you scary.
so thats the evil monkey in my closet
Lose/Lose situation. Not bad. 8/10
Awkward moment when you check your closet and there’s nothing in it
scared the cockles off me mate. nice one.
Would be great if my closet werent already opened…
And btw, if you don’t open your closed will the man come after you?
im a little scared
That was really good! It was refreshing and really beats reading Slederman stories!
niiiiiice…
Coooool
I would never sell my soul, my soul is belongs to god. Too late, greed!
“To give my soul…or not to give my soul?
…….
……..Screw it. I’m. Going to get friggen RICH!! XD
So basically, sell your soul and be happy then everyone you love dies, OR ignore it and just face having to see it’s face sometimes.
SEEMS FREAKING LEGIT
I love my family to much I would rather my life suck
So like selling your soul??
This is good! I think the beginning is really strong- because it brings the reader into the story- saying this man is in the closet the moment they’re reading it.
wait so this isnt real?
I FOUND THAT CHEAP AS HELL
FOR SHAME AUTHOR DUDE, FOR SHAME.
Last para was very Lost Highway.
Since I don’t have any loved one because I can’t stand people, this is perfect for me. Gonna go grab my straight razor and start opening up closets right now…
(Good pasta, by the way.)
I was like “hey, seems cool, I don’t mind seeing them all die” until they said I’d become part of Greed, then I was all “hell no” xD I think this is pretty symbolic. When it asked if I could hear him breathing yet I was listening to music though :/
That’s a cool one, only if i wasn’t trying to open my closet to see if anyone is there. Sweet.
” And remember kids, if you ignore Greed for the sake of everyone you love, your life will suck! However, if you cut your wrist you’ll get super freaking rich, and be healthy till you die. Sure, your whole family and EVERYONE YOU HAVE EVER LOVED WILL DIE, but hey! It was worth it right? ” … Well. This just took the prize of worst Creepypasta ever from the cold dead hands of The Day Everything Clicked..
-_- Greedy ambitions make for a big sacrifice, so either you choose greed over love, or you let the right choice be made, and not choose to take riches no matter how much there is.
I have a heavy fucking television in front of my closet door, and if he’s said to be “thin,” therefore, presumably not as strong, am I safe? Tasty pasta by the way, rituals are my favorite. 10/10