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Greed



Estimated reading time — 3 minutes

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.

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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.

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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.

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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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86 thoughts on “Greed”

  1. 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 ;-;

  2. 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!

  3. …What closet? XD

    Anyways, nice story. ;) I rate this 6/10 and will favourite.

    Sincerely,
    Grim Gamer

    Blood is red, corpses are blue, I miss PS2, don’t you?

  4. 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

  5. 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.

  6. 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?)

  7. 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

  8. 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

  9. I’m not to sure If I should check my wardrobe. But anyways my soul belongs to God not to anyone else….

  10. 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

  11. 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?

  12. 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

  13. Aconcernedparent

    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.

  14. 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.

  15. 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!

  16. 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..

  17. 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.

  18. 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.

  19. 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

  20. 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.

  21. Would be great if my closet werent already opened…
    And btw, if you don’t open your closed will the man come after you?

  22. 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

  23. 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.

  24. 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.)

    1. 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 :/

  25. WhatisthisWinter

    ” 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..

    1. -_- 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.

  26. 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

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