Creepypasta Stories – Sorted by Title

[Autosaved 16/3/10 10:45 PM] I’m now speaking...I’m now seeing words appear on the screen...There are still words on the screen, which bodes well for me. Okay it’s been a full two minutes and the words are ...
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The furious scribblings of an aspiring writer can be heard throughout the almost vacant library. A lone entity, in a blissful state of ink to paper, processes a masterpiece. James was dying to finalize his thought, ...
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"Why aren't you writing?" "I'm getting there. I just, um, I just haven't figured out a good starting point yet." "Excuses…" "I'm not making excuses! You want this done right, don't you?" "I want it done! ...
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“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 ...
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"Cheryl! That's great news. I didn't even know you were psychic!" exclaimed Marian, her face alight with excitement. "I'm not psychic, Marian." “Oh, of course not. That was silly of me. You can just read the ...
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Dak and Chadwick each lit up a smoke and cracked their windows, the excitement of a good day fishing warming their spirits despite the cold wind that suddenly filled the cab of Chadwick’s truck. The sporadic ...
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"The only thing we have to fear is fear itself..."-Franklin D. Roosevelt In the state of Illinois, there is a small village called Xenia. The U.S. Census Bureau states that there are 407 people living within ...
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Even as the sun vanishes behind the tall, impossibly green trees and the rainforest around me fades into darkness, the air feels unbearably hot. I can’t walk anymore tonight. I’ll have to find a place to ...
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A homeless man is sitting on a park bench. You are jogging. As you jog up to him, he holds his hand out and asks for change, you jog on past, pretending that you can't hear ...
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The land beyond the bridge had been in my family for generations, forty-four acres of farmland.  My father was as rooted to it as the oak tree in our front yard. Although he was sympathetic to ...
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Dear Survivor- If you're reading this, I'm probably dead. It's for the best. You see, about four or five days ago, a storm rolled in. Now, this in and of itself isn't anything strange. The clouds ...
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I was hardly known as being a particularly brave man. So you could imagine my surprise when my master, who I was currently working under for a fair amount of wage, stood up from his black ...
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The first sign of trouble had been the night before it started in earnest.  Sarah had been talking to Rebecca, that’s her sister, even though it had gotten rather late.  Erica was camped out in Billy’s ...
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“Yo, dude,” Brewster said, looking out the glass doors at the back of my kitchen. He pushed back his baseball cap and scratched his head. “…Do you own a dog?” I looked up from my Pokémon ...
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The next time you go to the library, be sure to keep an eye out for a certain book. There is no other book like it, and no copies. It can turn up anywhere in the ...
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I had had enough of the running around, the missed calls, the signed cards: I had had it with the second guessing, hiding behind my curtains and hearing nothing but the busy signal. If they couldn’t ...
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The memories I have with my Grandmother are very fond. She used to live with my parents and me when I was about six and stayed with us until I went to college. She raised me ...
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It was darkening, the end of the day. I walked a suburban artery that fed the middle class neighborhoods of Castle Rock. I quickened my pace, anxious to arrive at my girlfriend’s parents’ house. I walked ...
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“The 6:13PM service from Penrith to London is delayed by 23 minutes, Grand Central Trains apologises for any inconvenience caused,” mumbles a distorted voice over the Tannoy speaker. Daniel clutches his weekend bag in one hand, ...
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November 6th, 2015 Oh boy. I’m not really sure how to properly start these types of stories, but, I’m going to try to get to the point as fast as possible. See, I’m kind of on ...
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You find yourself in pitch darkness. You don’t entirely know where you are, how you got there, you simply don’t remember. Neither, you thought to yourself at that moment, do you care. Your main priority was ...
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I know that people are going to call this out as bullshit so I'll just say it right now. I'm a demon. At least that's what most people would call me. The truth of what I ...
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If you grew up in the country as I did, you've heard it. The one about some bridge or some location, usually in a valley and almost always near water, where something horrible supposedly happened to ...
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The moment I stepped out of my house, I knew I had made a mistake. I could hear my mother crying on the other side of my front door, and the frigid air that filled the ...
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