Creepypasta Stories Sorted by Category
Imagination
It’s 10:19 p.m. I’m driving home from night class as I stop at a gas station two blocks away from my apartment. No one else is here, and few cars pass by. I get off my ...
The Serene Cyclist
I used to live in Cambridge a while back, which is a small city smack in the middle of England, best known for the university that is as large as the city itself. But I was ...
The Metaphysical
“One may attain the Metaphysical’s wealth, All they have to trade is blood and good health.” This was the message written on the mineshaft’s sign. My brother and I read it out aloud, mocking its corny ...
Looking Inside
“’Ere, Bertie – help me pull her up onto the bank, will you?” “Alright, then.” Bert said stoutly, though Thomas still caught the furrow in his brow as they both rolled up their navy trousers and ...
Creepy Romance
The following images are from the upcoming "Creepy Romance" book by Cosondra Sjostrom. The last few times I've posted about community writers releasing their books or kickstarters for Creepypasta-esque projects it was well-received, and I think ...
The Deafening
Everyone knows that kid in school, the one who spends half the school year at home because their immune system can't handle the massive amount of germs and viruses that tend to accumulate in an elementary ...
The Room, Story One: Remember
1 Guy Thompson was the model for your ‘normal’ twenty something person: Five feet eleven inches tall, twelve and a half stone and a simple haircut. Not to mention a lack of any real fashion sense ...
The McCarter House
The McCarter House in Greenburg, TN is fairly well-known by now, but at the time that my wife and I were looking to buy it, it was only infamous to the locals and we knew nothing ...
Vir Silvae
About 5 years ago I went on a vacation to Wrangell–St. Elias National Park in Alaska. The cool, fresh air, beautiful scenery, and vast expanses of wilderness seemed ideal for my vacation from a tedious desk ...
The Thing in the Fog
San Diego is a beautiful place, don’t you think? The sweet and salty aroma of the Pacific Ocean drifting on a cool breeze as the warmth of the sun caresses your skin is a luxurious experience ...
The Darkman’s Domain
3 weeks ago, I moved into my new house in the Ramapo Mountain State Forest in New Jersey. I moved in with my friend Ben. Ben and I split the cost of the lease 50/50 and ...
The Doll Cemetery
They called it the doll cemetery. It was a small valley, barren and deserted, behind a hill that hid it from the sight of the town. Nothing grew on its arid soil; the few trees that ...
The Quiet House
Okay so my story is actually one my grandmother told me about a house near where she grew up. I think she was about twelve when it happened so it was probably around nineteen thirty three? ...
Kystlich Syndrome
The first known case of Kystlich Syndrome occurred in Bonn, Germany on June 27, 2014. The media was all over it, of course, due to the grisly and disturbing nature of the event, but stayed with ...
In the Mist
Scotland is one of those places that seems to never really be simple, or summed up neatly into a couple of words. Sure, you can try, the tourists certainly do: tartan, booze and heavy accents; but ...
Still Closed
A quiet wood cabin sits alone in the dark wood trees of Ashen Park. The building itself is elevated in four trees of immense age. Deep scarlet splatters the frozen-over grass; for as long as the ...