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Welcome to Creepypasta.com! Scaring you since 2008 with paranormal stories and original horror fiction. Read thousands of creepypasta stories, scary stories, urban legends, paranormal encounters and original horror fiction. Updated daily since 2008.A “creepypasta” is a short piece of horror fiction. The name is a play on the 4chan slang of “copypasta”, when the creepypasta meme first began, there was a set group of pastas that tended to get shared over and over.
Latest Creepypasta Stories
The Woods Beyond Margaret Street
By the time Thomas Grady turned sixty-eight, most people on Margaret Street had stopped taking him seriously. They were polite about it, of course. Small towns tend to be. Neighbors waved when they passed his ...
Eyes of the Purged
The Police Warns… The Serial Killer is Still at Large.Anyone who notices suspicious activity or an individual is urged to report it immediately. For months now, we had all been on high alert due to ...
The Dead Fields
Before going to the Dead Fields, I was never really afraid of anything. I didn’t have a fear of heights, or the dark, at least not one that was crippling. I was sort of a ...
The House in My Dreams Had Started Receiving My Mail
The first letter was a reminder to book a dental appointment. That was what bothered me afterward. I could have dismissed a warning written in blood. My mind had apparently gone to the trouble of ...
The Legend of Jack Turnip
The moon hung low and bloated over the town of Hallowville, Oregon, bleeding a sickly orange light across the frost-dusted fields. It was Halloween night, the one time of year when the veil between the ...
The Fear of Myself
Being afraid of yourself is something you rarely hear anyone admit—not to others, and certainly not to themselves. Fearing your own existence sounds almost made-up. When you actually stop to think about it, the obvious ...
Death’s Usher: Unhallowed Ground
Read Part One here Read Part Two here Read Part Three here TRAVEL is an eye-opening, life-changing experience. That’s what merchants and adventurers at the Pit always told me. They wisely omitted how dull and ...
The Damned’s Congregation
Samir stood beneath the concrete awning of Masjid al-Noor, rainwater dripping from the edges of his black coat, and studied the brass lettering bolted above the entrance. The letters were a tarnished green and the ...
How BEN Drowned Became One of the Internet’s Most Famous Creepypastas
Creepypastas are all about imagining something scary and then convincing yourself that scary thing will somehow become real, right? Well, BEN Drowned didn’t ask you to imagine things. Instead, it showed you. This creepypasta came ...
Heads of Cattle
Martin Mann squints as he scans the horizon, the nub of a used cigar clenched between his teeth. He lets out a frustrated sigh as he dismounts Blue Baby. His dusty boots hit the ground ...
Thunder on the Horizon, there’s a Storm in my Head
We lived a good life, nothing lavish or anything, but good. That all changed when my mom died in a car wreck. She was going seventy down the highway and a car on the curb ...
My brothers took me on a Snipe hunt as a joke. We found one.
Whenever you go camping with some friends, sit around a campfire at night there always comes the time for everyone to share a spooky story with the rest. And while the others are retelling urban ...
How the Russian Sleep Experiment Became an Internet Legend
Some creepypastas scare us for a few weeks and then disappear into forgotten corners of the internet. Others somehow survive for years. They are discovered by new audiences over and over again and remind us ...
Plant The Seed
The sky over the golden kingdom had turned the color of an open wound. Lseynda pressed her back against the shattered remains of a marble colonnade and tried to breathe through the smoke, through the ...
How Summerville Got its Name
The white metal sign peppered with rusting bullet holes read Welcome to Summerville. Lara frowned, her foot lifting slightly from the accelerator. She leaned forward, squinting through the dust on the windshield. Summerville? The name ...
Death’s Usher: Know Your Enemy
Read Part One here Read Part Two here “BEFORE WE MOVE OUT,” Ibnar says, “we need to visit our homes and retrieve our gear.” “Right you are. Uh…” My stomach plummets. “It’s all in Thomas’s ...
