Creepypasta Stories Sorted by Length

Hershel King had been driving a big rig since the age of eighteen and that was nearly thirty years ago.  He liked to tell people that he didn’t know how to do anything else but anyone ...

Some people just don't understand. What is right in front of you is almost never the whole picture. Behind every photo, every setting, every face, is an entire world yet to be discovered. My friends and ...

Finally, after a long day you get a moment to yourself. You take a deep breath, sigh out the weight of the day’s pressures and collapse onto a bean bag, lifting the controller, to load up ...

It was supposed to be such an uneventful day, but overhead the clouds churned and plotted. Rebecca Madison saw and heard the roaring of the wind against her car, but she didn’t care. It was warm ...

Doctor Avraham Strauss was confused. In a moment of clarity, he questioned why and how he had come to be walking down this particular corridor, in this castle, at this precise time. Red corridor, Colditz Castle, ...

It was Sandy’s day off, but she decided to stop by her workplace anyway. Sandy was a pharmacist in a local chain drug store and she loved her job. Why else would she commute twenty minutes ...

I knew Susie since she was about three years old. Me and Emma had been what you might have called childhood sweethearts (even though it never went past holdin’ hands and a peck on the cheek ...

“Forgive me father, for I have sinned,” she giggled as she traced her fingers across his chest. Heather Wilson; she was young, much younger than him. Eighteen to be exact, the singularity of youth and maturity, ...

Publisher's Note: This is the Jeff the Killer reboot. For the original Jeff the Killer, click here. The day Jeffrey Woods and his family arrived at their new home, the sky was overcast and the weather ...

It seems strange, now, to recall that place. Almost as if it were a dream, or some imaginary tale I once heard as a child. But the evidence is damning, As much as I like to ...

Just recently, I've been able to see ghosts. Well, calling them 'ghosts' is still kind of a stretch. I've been seeing things. Weird, unexplainable things just in and out of the borders of my vision and ...

When I was a little boy I once went with my father to call on Adrian Borlsover. I played on the floor with a black spaniel while my father appealed for a subscription. Just before we ...

“The Old Gods are Still Here…” In a pink sky, the sun was the color of bad blood. It was ascending now, reborn. It took no notice of the screams, and neither did any other stars ...

The Mandela Effect. That phrase never meant anything to me. Spooky, I guess, but it wasn’t something I thought about for more than five minutes. I mean, honestly, until college, I didn’t even know what it ...

“God have mercy on me…” he whispered, stepping through the hallway lined with loud gossip. “It’s been too long. Almost a week. I know I’m-” “Surprise!” the gargantuan hands grabbed him from behind, slamming him against ...

“Did you get my story written?” Christie asked as she came through the front door just after two.  Normally she wouldn’t be home for another couple of hours but apparently the schools had let out early ...

“Holy shit!  Is that what I think it is?”  Brandon’s eyes widened into saucers and, despite being filled with an unabated rage towards his older brother just a few hours ago, Michael couldn’t help but smile ...

Gorrup Longstorm hated that smell and he thanked the heavenly bodies that he only had to deal with its attack on his olfactory senses once every ten years.  When he was forced to have to live ...

I could barely keep from collapsing as I ran through what seemed to be the never-ending darkness of the godforsaken catacombs. When I’d first signed on to serve as Professor Nickel’s field assistant, I’d assumed that ...

A week ago, if you had asked me if I believed in things that went bump in the night, I would have looked at you as if you’d just escaped the nearest psychiatric ward and given ...

Jasper's POV The clock ticked back and forth above me. It was late in the morning and I fell asleep on my bed watching mindless, late night cartoons leaving the T.V. on in the process. The ...