Creepypasta Stories Sorted by Author
I Can’t Say That I’m Proud
Sometimes decisions in life aren’t easy to make, and rather than being driven by morals or logic, they’re driven by emotion and sheer necessity to survive. From time to time, everyone is forced to make a ...
The Lights in the House Below
All great writers claim to suffer from insomnia at least once in their lives, although I’m sure a bulk of them misuse the term and glorify the disorder. After all, all artists “struggle” and it seems ...
In Between the Trees
Marnie strolled right into the woods and never came back. We waited for her. We could have just left the second she disappeared between the trees but she seemed so damn confident that we waited. Nobody ...
On the Bus
The streets, roads and dusty lanes of Colombia have been fertile territory for myths and legends since before the arrival of the Spaniards. Tales of ‘La Patasola’, a one-legged wailing banshee that forever sought her child, ...
The Last Words
One morning my family and I went to my grandparent's house in Mississauga. My sister and I always used to play in their large backyard which overlooked a sprawling ravine. I was especially excited today because ...
The Man Who Looked Down
Before you read or listen to this, make sure you are alone. If you are in a room, close the door. If you are by a window, look outside and make sure there is no one ...
Shady Wood
Linda, I'm not sure whether this letter will ever reach you, but I'm going to put it in the mailbox and hope for the best. It seems unlikely anyone's actually going to deliver it, but this ...
Sprawl & its Discontents
Alice is telling the guys she doesn't know that she wants to see the end of the world. They aren't talking to her. No one is talking to her. The party happens around her without touching ...
Take a Deep Breath
Frank woke up sweating again, five minutes before his alarm went off. He couldn’t remember much about the dream, just some green grass and maybe a half wall of reinforced concrete. There were no noticeable aspects ...
Lessons From the Shadows of Hiroshima
“Daddy, why do they hate us?” “Oh sweetie, it may seem like they hate us but really it is more like they chose us.” “But Daddy, I didn’t want to be picked!” “Neither did I pumpkin, ...
The Devil’s Mimic
You know what our problem is? We're too damned accommodating. That's what I told my wife when she agreed to look after that awful bird. We already look after a friend's toddler every Thursday, and take ...
Forest of Suicides
His room was quaint, containing quarters to sleep, a kitchenette and facilities. Simple, yet exceedingly modern, his room mirrored his personality near-perfectly; simple, open and inviting. It was the home of Tokiro Mitsuko. He sat on ...
Willow Lake
So, three friends and I decided we were going to camp out in this 30 acre sanctuary down the street from my neighborhood. It’s paralleled by railroad tracks and a road on one side, and then ...
Closet of Skeletons
"Goodnight, son. I'll see you in the morning." "But, Mom, what about the shadow man?" "Derek, we've been through this. There's no shadow man in your closet." "But..." "Go to sleep, now. And don't think about ...
Modern Monster: Frankenstein
Kurt Atkinson was an average college student with a knack for anything science-related, and had wild dreams of one day being celebrated as a hero in the science field, even though he knew that was too ...
The Danger and Cruelty of Hope
Hope. It really is the most powerful yet dangerous and cruel of human traits. It forces us to defy logic, sometimes at great cost. Other times it guides us through treacherous waters and back into the ...
After Hours
It was around midday when the call came. My manager at Target was asking whether I could work that night. The store had been understaffed recently since many of my co-workers had left town. I didn't ...
It’s Not About You
You and Sarah rush through the doors as Rachel screams. Her cries abruptly cut off as the stone doors slam shut, though you can still hear a faint grinding coming from behind you. At the beginning, ...
The House on Harbor View Road
I think it should go down in law that all small towns need an urban legend. Nothing ushers in excitement to a dull, lackluster town like a good ol’ fashioned ghost tale. Or monster tale, or ...