Somewhere in New York City there is an old homeless man missing both his legs from the knees down, whose spot along the streets is the corner of Lexington and East 21st, near Granmercy Park. Approach him after nightfall, give him some change (NO pennies, NO dimes) and ask him, “What did you see on the other side?” He will then tell you all about his travels to other realms and times, where he lost his legs, how he lost his money.
It is up to you whether to believe him or not, but as you listen you’ll find yourself being drawn in with every story. You must stay alert, or the old man will notice your inattentiveness, and with a scowl he will stop imparting his wisdom; he will chase you as fast as he can, tottering on his stubs. The other reason why you must stay alert is to check the time. Before midnight you must interrupt him (do NOT let him finish whatever story he’s telling you at the moment) and say “I’ve heard enough, old man. Good day and good luck”, then walk away.
Make at least two left-hand turns around the block before going about your business. You must do this, because anyone who has stayed to listen past midnight is never seen again, at least not in this particular plane of existence.
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A hobo without legs
He needs milk
And a suger daddy
Im sorry
Forgive me
Im English
BUT A HOBO WITHOUT LEGS CHASING MEH OH MEH GOSH LOL
OMFG
IM DYEING SAVE MOI
Hey sugerdaddys
Plot twist: he’s the Doctor
omg
Dude. I lived in New York City up until two months ago, on 20th St and 1st Ave, and I worked on 21st St and 6th Ave. I walked past 21st and Lex everyday. I’ve never seen a legless homeless man, but that area is super fricking creepy at night.
Why two left turns?
The man in this story Is a real person. I live in new York and I’ve seen him a couple of times, but I don’t know if the story is true
Challenge accepted.
That was more funny than scary, lol.
Thats alot of stories he’d have to tell…kinda makes you wonder where he got them all from.Maybe he takes memory from his victims and makes their story heard? That’d explain why he chases you if you dont listen… keep up the justice Mr.Hobo!
bad…being sent to another realm is not as scary as being chased down the street by an old hobo with no legs.
Or what if you ask some legless guy and he was like what the fuck are you talking about
Some random homless guy in NY is gonna get SOO much shit from pastaers…
Shit and money. I don’t think he will be too disappointed after all. ^^
SHIT THIS IS REAL I PASSED THIS GUY ON MY WAY TO SCHOOL EVERY DAY AND I GAVE HIM A QUARTER EVERY DAY
@FrollTag
LMFAO!!!!! SAME!!!
“Somewhere in New York… whose spot along the streets is the corner of Lexington and East 21st, near Granmercy Park”
I kinda lol’d, but I’ll never trust an old, legless man again.
Also, why not any pennies or dimes?
What if there is no air in the other dimensions
shiittt, in two days is the end of the month, im going to shitbrix that night.
poor people are humans too y’know
Guys, there is a reward for this ritual. It is the chance to see the man chase you angrily on his leg stumps!
Aside from being chased by a Legless hobo, I would want to find out what is in the other dimensions @_____@ like, who the hell wants to stay on boring earth? D<
XD “Tottering on his stubs”!! haha
Oh my god, i have mental images of an old man with a worn-out fishing hat and a long white beard chasing.. Forget that, HOPPING on stump legs. And i am lolling like a bitch.
The deformed are, for some reason, scarier than most monsters. The human psyche is a strange animal, is it not?
Fear the Darkness
-Nex
i live in nyc and i saw such a man, didn’t ask him though.. oh and he was on the subway begging for money, but it was daytime, kinda creepy, looked creepy
Look everyone! Stumpy the hobo is chasing me! Oh how will I ever escape?
Fuck you, Richard.
I am 55 years old, I live in New York and have a wife and two kids. There is no such man as described above. A man with no legs would not be able to catch up to me in the first place, he is no threat. And whatever story he tells me, must be finished. It is rude to interrupt someone as they are speaking and leave them, maybe he just wants someone to talk with. Learn to respect your elders.
bahahhahah true
whats in this for me?
Hm, so, if you go with him to another Universe, who is to say that it wouldn’t be better than this one? You’re taking a fifty fifty chance, definitely, but you might end up in paradise.
Also, legless chase. I find that quite funny.
I told you guys I have no idea what you’re talking about! And quit giving me pocket change, I can’t buy any crack with this shit.
*muttermutter*
Hm. Every time I taste a pasta such as this, I’m always tempted to see if it’s real. I am going to write down your recipe, chef, and tell you my results later. If there is no such legless man and no tales of fantastic nightmare by midnight I will be sorely displeased.
or you could, you know, just not ask him anything.
the point of the rituals is to do it get something, this one is just if you get yourself into this incredibly hard to get into by accident situation, here is what you do
Lmao @Alex’s idea. I liked the story, I don’t think some people get that the scary thing is getting sent to another dimension rather than getting chased by a legless hobo.
There were more spaces in that post when it was being made than when it was posted. Sorry it looks so non-sequitor now…
That would be super awkward if your path was as follows:
_________
l l
l l
y x
x being the place where you hear the story and y being where you end up after the two left hand turns because he would totally see you down the block and you would see him and he would wonder why you cut him off…
what exactly is the point of doing this aside from the chance to hear ramblings from an old man?
wait, so let me get this right…i’ve not only go to get from tennessee, to new york, but find Lt. Dan and GIVE HIM FREE MONEY, only to hear some lies, and end up being chased around for four hours? sound’s like an excellent first night in New York. maybe i can get robbed and shot as well. who want’s to come with??
Seriously I’m in TN on business looking for Jeff!
. . . and when he catches you?
How many legless homeless men are there?
D:
I really should try this….
But how do we know which legless, homeless man is the right one?
Awesome I got chills, some homeless people you talk to really have had interesting lives.
@asdf — LMFAO
Lt. Dan?
“You must do this, because anyone who has stayed to listen past midnight is never seen again, at least not in this particular plane of existence.”
Lame.
WHO WAS LEGZ?!
…….BACON ICE CREAM !!!
I, however, understand the human fear of being in the presence of a malformed.
While he chased you, you would feel the horror of wondering how many people he had to chase to get that fast, and how many he caught.
I gotta agree with everyone else; the thought of a legless old man chasing me around New York City on his stumps ruined the “scary” for me.
Interesting story, though.
And I lol’d at The Joker’s comment.
lol at every comment above me! =D
but seriously is him chasing me on his stumps the only consequence?…pfffft!
I didn’t know Edward R. Murrow was still alive.
BUT WHO WAS STUMPS?
Uh-oh! Look at me run up these stairs old man! Game. Set. Match!
good luck and good day to u sir it is almost midnight and i must leave be for u start to chase me:)
oh noez, the old man is going to waddle on me ahhh.
A hobo with out legs who will chase you…I would like to see that
There’s just something about being chased by a homeless man on stumps that makes me giggle.
Same i was taking the story very seriously then that part came up and all i could imagine was eddy murphy from trading places and i couldent stop laughing :P
Hahahaha ohmygosh.
I imagine an old bearded guy in a jacket with a hat kinda like Bills from L4D, with a really southern accent screaming ‘I’MMA GONNA GET’CHA! IIIII’M GONNA GET’CHA!’ xD
It makes me think of N4NP a bit.