The Argument
| Published on Creepypasta.com | March 2008 |
|---|---|
| Length | 148 words · about 1 minute to read |
| Story level | Micro |
| Reader rating | 7.8/10 from 1,278 votes |
| Category | Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances |
You’re the manager for a small store. You hired one of your friends, and you just found out that he’s been stealing from the register, stealing stock, abandoning his post to visit with his girlfriend in the back room while he’s the only one on duty, and the argument you had with him at the office just didn’t settle it for you. You pound on his door. When he opens up, he goes pale, soils himself, and staggers back, gasping for breath.
It doesn’t impress you, really; you figure he just thinks you’re showing up with the cops, until you step through his door and glance to the side, where you get a good look at yourself in the mirror.
Or at least, the parts of you that are still recognizable after that shotgun blast that your friend gave you at the end of that argument…
CREDIT: Anonymous
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All the other kids with the pumped up kicks better run better run
Most convenience store clerks in many places around the US keep loaded shotguns behind the counter.
This is unrealistic. You wouldn’t be able to see yourself after getting shoot in the face. Even if you survived the knock back would drive you away from the mirror. Also it wasn’t smart saying that the reader was the one being shot since we know we aren’t. I can’t rate this highly.
In some pastas the comments are more entertaining than the stories themselves
Thinking logically most stores like gas stations or “Mo Marts” actually have weapons like guns loaded and ready to go within reach. So there isn’t any reason to not think there wouldn’t be a loaded gun within reach during an arguement..
DJ LoONa
August 27, 2008
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WHO WAS SHOTGUN?
I like this dude. XD
Anyways, nice short story. Not very CreepyPasta, but still intriguing. Love this website and all the awesome and decent people on here!
Now, people are saying he came back as a zombie, yet he didn’t. I think he just used the mind of the matter trick. ;)
Seriously though, if whoever made this story explained the ending better about how he didn’t die, it would at least add mor realism to the story.
I rate this story 4/10!
If you think this rating isn’t very high, well, I can be a very hard person to scare the shit out of, or be given a story I thoroughly enjoy, so try not to think of my ratings in emotional perspective, but in a potential viewing or my version of things that don’t normally creep me out viewing version.
Maybe the store sold shotguns and he just grabbed a loaded one?
I was not expecting the ending of this. Love it!!! Wish there was a credit at the end!
That was actually pretty good…
“yay, i’m still alive!
and you’ll pay my doctor!”
What your saying is, I got shot with a shotgun and lived? Wow, I’m a boss! ;)
I really hate these "you" pastas. They’re unrealistic. "I" never got into a fight with my co-worker friend and got shot. It’s a good story, but this writing technique gets on my nerves.
I really miss these 2008 pastas. I mean they don’t make em like this anymore. The 2012 ones tend to be usually boring. It’s like people are running out of imagination.
hold on what?
oh my fuckdh god!! she’s everywherrrrrre. holy shiihy hit holy holy shut fuck fuck. NORA! I’m so sorry I have to make it stop though. Her name is Nora. She should be there soon
…hahaha
ok the twist endings are really getting out of hand now. Sorry
Her name is Nora. She should be there soon.
WHO DA PHONE?
Perhaps my friend missed and I am now covered in gunpowder residue?
I lol’d when it said soiled himself.
It seemed a trifle unnecessary.
Anti-Idiot: I really wish that there were more commenters on this site who thought like you. Or at least more with something resembling a functioning brain.
@missy nemo: I think you missed something important.
Don’t convenience store owners usually keep shotguns behind the counter for protection in case they get robbed?
Stop finding things to bitch about, imo. I hardly ever see anyone arguing the probability of a monster taking over the body of some little girl’s mother.
this pasta leaves me with a sore stomach; it was rotten and horrible.
You what’s honestly the most wonderful bit about this story? The fact that very hastily thrown in is the line “When he opens up, he goes pale, soils himself, and staggers back, gasping for breath.” He soils himself. That’s the most vivid image in the whole story. He craps his pants. Pooooooooop.
Sounds a bit like the latter part of Meet the Spy…
@ Heather
After a shotgun blast to the face, I think a piece of your mind is all you’d be able to give.
I’d give that bastard a peice of my mind after he shot ME in the face. >:U
I’d give that bastard a peice of my mind after he shot ME in the face. >:U