
The Tale of Moll Dyer
After ten years of nightmarish terror, saved only by the conviction of the reality that I witnessed that night, I will vouch for the truth of what really happened to Ruby Trent. For the longest time ...

The Tale of Sam Fuller
Before I get to me, I need to start here. There's a story people began telling in our town of Casper. They call it the Tale of Sam Fuller. A while back, Sam and his little ...

The Tall Man
I know of an old Romanian fairy tale, highly unpopular even in its earliest iterations. It might be based on a particular event, or perhaps it is an extrapolation from existing Slender Man stories. The translation ...

The Tall Man of Briarbell, Missouri
We had all liked Mr. Winscot. He didn’t mind when we used the sledding hill on his property and he always gave out the best Halloween candy in the neighborhood. So when we heard he’d been ...

The Tall Man with Yellow Eyes
My life is a rather simple one. I sit in front of my computer (some work, some play) most of the day and usually order in when I am hungry. I go out only when I ...

The Tapping
It's about 9:35 at night. The show on your TV is silent, the volume turned down. Maybe you're one of those people that has to have a static noise and picture, even when listening to or ...

The Tapping
Finding yourself on an Island like Dikosmou is like finding yourself in a strange heaven, it is so serene, lovely, and beautiful yet you can barely understanding anyone and you can still read about the shitty ...

The Tattoo
You wake after a wild night of partying to find that while you were wasted, for some reason you had a crude smiley face tattooed on your foot. You write it off as a lesson to ...

The Tavern on the Borderlands
This pasta was the third place winner of our Ghost Stories Creepypasta Writing Challenge. Congratulations! The second and first place winners will be posted across the next two days. Look forward to it! Cage didn't know ...

The Taxi Fare
It was after midnight and a lone taxi was driving down the dark country roads. In the absence of street lights, the road looked eerily empty as he drove on through the thick billowing fog. The ...

The Taxidermist’s Son
In my youth, I found myself fascinated by my father’s line of work. I would jump up when I saw him arrive home with his bag, and sprint to him with boyish excitement, begging and bargaining ...

The Tea Lady
On the very first day that Sam walked home 'as a mature teenager', the sky was overcast and the air wore a chill. At fourteen years old, Sam was at the age where independence called her ...

The Teacher
Hello. I have just escaped death, and from what I can tell I am one of three to do so at this point in time. I have had to re-live one year of my life in ...

The Terrible Old Man
It was the design of Angelo Ricci and Joe Czanek and Manuel Silva to call on the Terrible Old Man. This old man dwells all alone in a very ancient house on Water Street near the ...

The Terror From Beyond the Void
IT SKITTERED its way across the leaves, and I knelt down to get as close as I could. Eight legs, black body – it was one of the feared ones; a black widow. I knew that ...

The Terror in the Tunnels
I have two very unusual keepsakes on one of my many bookshelves. One is an empty glass vial, the contents of which dried up long ago. The other is an unusual metallic nugget. When I have ...

The Terror of Flintwood
A yawn escaped my mouth as my truck came to a stop. “Finally…”I mumbled to myself. I had been traveling on the road for the past two hours. I realize that two hours of driving might ...

The Terror of Kambigan
On certain quiet nights under the watchful gaze of a full moon, one could hear surreptitious moans, half manlike and half swine, in the dead air of Barangay Kampigan in the hill regions of Buena Vista ...

The Text Message
Driving home from a friends house, you sit at a red light when you hear a familiar tone from your phone, sitting in the passenger seat. A text message. Probably from your friend; you always leave ...

The Theater
Have you ever heard of an old PC game called "The Theater?" Yeah, I didn't think so. Probably because many people say it doesn't even exist. You see, The Theater is an old computer game released ...

The Theater of Cruelty
I work in IT, and I travel a lot for business. I find myself in weird places. One time I was on a train in the middle of Massachusetts, somewhere near Springfield (although it didn't feel ...

The Thief in the Yellow Robe
My training in Comparative Literature -- my miserable graduate school experience in particular -- taught me that there is much productive work to be done outside of one's own academic department. You learn new things by ...

The Thing I Saw the Day My Friend Died
This happened years ago, but it is still something that sticks with me. This all happened like a sequence. You never know if things are supposed to happen for a reason or if some unknown outside ...

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 ...