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Colonisation
The following extracts are taken from the journal of Dr Graham Freeland, recovered from the site of Biosphere 217 on the colony world of the same designation. It is published…
Read NowThe Passage
Obsessed with a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace. - Eugene O’Neill II am in many ways blessed, for…
Read NowThe Hand of God
Drip. Drip drip drip. That’s all I can make out, the slow dribble of some far away liquid hitting the floor. The sound around me is muffled, like wax has…
Read NowThe Origins of Smile Dog & Why the Internet Still Won’t Let It Die
You don’t need to be a big Creepypasta fan to recognize Smile Dog. You’ve probably seen the image before you even knew its name: a husky that stares directly at…
Read NowI’m Terrifed of My Guardian Angel; He Won’t Let Me Die
I’m pretty sure my guardian angel is using me. I don’t know how, or more importantly why, but every time they save my life, someone else gets hurt. Growing up,…
Read NowGrow The Sacrifices
Arknemul descended the last of the switchback stairs and stepped out onto the mud flats that surrounded the pits of depravity, and the smell reached him before the sound did.…
Read NowI am the new head barber of “The Seven Scissors.” Please don’t come to our shop.
My name is Jamal, and this is my dying declaration. Or maybe it isn't. I'm not really sure, to be honest. I'm not sure if what's coming for me is…
Read NowThe Taste of Lobster
I heard the crowd murmur. Men stood outside, drinking coffee, smoking, laughing, reminiscing. Inside woman fawned over fresh babies and children, gossiped and ate lemon cake. It was as if…
Read Now11 Woodlock Drive
Kevin stared at his new house on woodlock drive. It was a one floor plus finished basement house. It was nothing to sneeze at but for a bachelor like himself…
Read NowThe Crimson Collector
The rhythmic creak-crunch of the rusted swing set was the only soundtrack to Mia’s childhood. At nine years old, Mia was a ghost in her own schoolyard. While other children…
Read NowBlood Moon: Law of the Cupbearer
Read Part One here: https://www.creepypasta.com/blood-moon-bound-in-blood-and-magic/ Read Part Two here: https://www.creepypasta.com/blood-moon-law-of-the-fish/ AS THE WATER WITCH HAD DECREED, a plague soon struck Milham’s Ford. One borne by the river, as she’d foretold…
Read NowI Drive a Taxi Between the Realms. Entry Two: Tartarus
Entry one:https://www.creepypasta.com/i-drive-a-taxi-between-the-realms-entry-one-dering-wood/ Slow day. I love a slow day. Yeah, time can certainly drag when I'm just driving around waiting for something to happen–someone to summon a ride. But I…
Read NowThe Garden Below
I knew I was going to hate it the moment I walked through that door. The cramped entrance hall was already thick with the musty smell of old carpet. I…
Read NowAs Humanely as Possible
The first stages of the trials were carried out covertly in ethics classes, debate forums, and social media accounts across the eastern half of the United States. The director and…
Read NowThe Pale Harlequin
The rain from the previous night had cleared up, leaving a damp, heavy silence over the suburbs. In a different house, miles away from the tragedy that had struck Elena’s…
Read NowJun 12 2026 I Took A Job In Northwestern Vermont: Entry Four: UFOs and Other Mysterious Accounts
Let’s take a step back from the quasi-cosmic ramifications of the Great Mouser. Let’s talk about UFOs today. I don’t think I’m exaggerating when I say that Darabont County is…
Read NowThe Police Stopped Writing the Moment I Said “Aldermore”
"Emotionally scarred creatures. They have a way of helping each other heal." I looked at Dr. Mollah, waiting for him to finish talking. “That’s why you should get a pet…
Read Now7 Unique Horror Gift Ideas for Creepypasta Fans and Horror Enthusiasts
Getting the right gift for someone who loves horror and Creepypasta topics doesn’t have to be a struggle. Even if you don’t personally enjoy the horror genre, you can find…
Read NowWork The Slaves
Joshua woke just before the alarm, some animal part of him counting down the seconds until the shriek came. When it finally tore through the pit, a grinding, metallic wail…
Read NowSimulation Sickness
I don’t know how much longer I can take this endless waiting before my sanity caves in. The walls of my house breathe my name. Shapes glitch by my window…
Read NowI Was The First
Yuri Gagarin was the first man to enter space. You’d be hard-pressed to find someone ignorant of this fact. The knowledge of his feat seems almost universal, the Soviet cosmonaut’s…
Read NowDo you want to remember me?
January 16, 2012. Klakzkrig. Exhausted, I was sprawling face-down in bed, feeling like I’d been dragged through a combine harvester and then forced to plow the rest of the field…
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