Creepypasta Stories – Sorted by Title

I still remember the events of my awakening. It wasn’t the first time I’d awoke in the tower - by that time, I’d long since lost count. So many times, I had slipped into a brief ...

You can read part one here With a crushing impact, I met the floor of the pit. Unlike the rough, course stone in the rest of the tower, the ground was smooth like marble. For a ...

If you visit France's Cote d'Azur in your lifetime, do everything you can to avoid a small town called "Blanche". I was in the country once with my parents, around 8 years ago (I was 12 ...

For seven consecutive years, no one has gone trick-or-treating in Bigelow County. In fact, no one in that rural, God-fearing little town celebrates Halloween. At all. Under pressure from concerned parents, elderly residents – who make ...

Everyone on the train was normal. Of course, Stuart didn’t care to notice that they were normal. When something is normal, the brain doesn’t pay it any mind. Why would it? It’s a waste of energy ...

It was your average evening. The normally blue skies were turning a pale orange as the sun set, the evening breeze was rolling in, making everything a bit more relaxed and a little less hot. It ...

Next time when you're lying in bed and the moon is new, when you're at the moment where you're almost asleep and your eyes are closed...try listening for the sounds. More specifically, sounds that shouldn't exist ...

“Have you heard about the tracks to nowhere?” That’s what George Lovely asked me that morning at school over our brightly-colored, sugary cereals. I replied that I hadn’t, allowing him to proceed with his story that ...

I opened the front door of the old house where I grew up and felt the odd aroma of dust rush into my nose. The first step I take makes a rickety board beneath me creak ...

When she first brought home the iron skillet, no one questioned her sudden culinaryskills. Except for maybe, her mother. "Honestly Katrina, I don't understand what's gotten into you. I've never seen you express one wit of ...

There was definitely something wrong with the tree, thought Casper. He was not a farmer or an arborist – it wasn’t that he worried the tree was not healthy or anything like that, as he did ...

I had nightmares about the place for weeks. Every time, it was exactly the same. I stood before a large oak tree, alone, in a vast field of dead grass. Roots from the tree wove in ...

My friend Kerry (names have been changed) told me this story many years ago. While its details might have imperfections here and there due to its memory fading slightly over time, I can assure you, it ...

Over by Snap-Neck Swamp there are trees of a very particular type. They are tall and gangly, with slender boughs that sway this way and that and very few leaves to grace the tips of their ...

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 ...

“Miss Merida Kincaid, please report immediately to reception with your certified nursing assistant. Your family is here to take you to your new residence.” Merida was led downstairs by her CNA, an elderly woman with thinning ...

Slow is the smolder of fire igniting in flesh. The skin cracks and dries and powders to ash, incinerating extremities long before flame penetrates to vital systems. The eyes will boil from the skull and cartilage ...

Publisher's Note: This story is a sequel to the anonymously authored creepypasta classic, "The Theater." Before reading it, please read the original, which can be found here. Thank you. It’s not something whispered about in certain ...

Moving day. A chance to start fresh in a new place. New opportunities, new community, new home. Home. Not just a house. To Eric Sherman, this was a place he could finally call home. No ex-wives ...

If you’re reading this, then congratulations! You’ll soon be one of the few that know the truth, and by then I’ll likely be gone. Not dead. Just, gone. Vanished. Erased. Snubbed out. Mark my words, it ...

Peter Pan is not what most people think he is... or I guess I should say, would be, but honestly, he's real. I have not only seen him, but have also... felt him. I met Peter ...

Albanie put her bare feet in the water and leaned back on her arms. She had her jeans rolled up to her knees. The night sky sparkled with a billion stars above her. She couldn’t imagine ...

Everything that people think they know about the Mandela effect is incorrect. The phenomenon has been occurring for years, only most dismissed it as a fluke. In the most severe cases those experiencing the effect were ...

Last year I spent six months participating in what I was told was a psychological experiment. I found an ad in my local paper looking for imaginative people looking to make good money, and since it ...