Creepypasta Stories Sorted by Author
The Halloween Game
My name is Steven Kerns.Yes.That Steven Kerns.If you are reading this, it is probably because my lawyer released this document after something happened to me. I told him to put it somewhere people might at least ...
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 house, ...
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 ...
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 thrill ...
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 inventing ...
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 living ...
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 counterquestions ...
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 draining ...
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 glass ...
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. “You ...
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 tried ...
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 legends ...
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 pain ...
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 was ...
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 barn ...
The Gods of the Long Grass
The kitchen smelt of booze. Like it always did. Jack was slumped over the table, snoring. His hair matted with his own sick. A halo of empty bottles around his head. I grabbed a glass and ...
Ticci Toby’s Origin and Backstory Explained
The internet is full of weird horror stories, and Ticci Toby is definitely one of those characters people never forget, even though it’s been more than a decade since its appearance in 2013. Considering how iconic ...
The Shadow That Stayed
Night One — 11:17 PM The refrigerator hums in the kitchen, falls silent, then starts again. I've been staring at the same paragraph in my nursing notes for nearly twenty minutes. Outside, rain taps against the ...
Henrietta: A Whirlwind of Imagination
The house on 4th Street didn’t break all at once. It fractured slowly, in the quiet spaces between arguments, until the tension became a living, breathing thing that crowded seven-year-old Joy out of her own home ...
I’m Hell’s Best Loan Shark
My job’s an interesting one. Putting “loan shark” on any résumé likely won’t end in success. Adding “hell’s best” at the beginning will probably succeed in a one way trip to the nearest psychiatric ward. So, ...
The Hallway
It was an unassuming place, or thing depending on your point of view. Jennifer or Jen for short and Will, siblings, stood puzzling at the oddity before them. Unsure of its significance or how it could ...
THE DOGHEAD
Humid winds howled through the canyon, throwing up plumes of black dust. The particles clinked against the reinforced glass of my goggles as we trotted across the terrain. A set of specs and tightly-woven coverings were ...
The Photograph Behind Me
The photograph was taken on October 17, 2009. I know the date because the original file still exists. I wish it didn’t. I was thirteen years old when it happened. My parents had left me at ...
Cross Manor
December 11th, 8:14 pm The odor drew me back to a faint memory from childhood, one I had not felt in years. A winter night so cold it stole the breath from my lungs, each inhale ...
