
Why I Don’t Go Trick-or-Treating Anymore
My name isn’t really important, but for now, I’ll go by Monty. A little backstory, I grew up in a small town just outside of Hartford, Connecticut. Real nice place where everyone knew everyone, you never ...
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Why I Hate Lightning McQueen
I don’t think I can put into words, how good it feels being a Father. I love Daniel more than I could possibly say. His bright, shining smile, his endless curiosity about the world around him, ...
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Why I Hate Scarecrows
I hate scarecrows. I have ever since I was little. I found something about the dolls stuffed with straw unsettling. I remember my parents tried to help me get over this fear by telling me things ...
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Why I Killed My Father
My name is Edward Thubbard and I recently killed my father. Now, before I am plagued with judgements of self-righteous proclivities allow me to first explain the circumstances surrounding my actions and in exchange I will ...
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Why I Quit the Gang
When I was eight years old, I saw someone in my bedroom closet. More like, I saw something in my bedroom closet. My mother knew about it – she used to call it Corinthian’s Specter, naming ...
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Why I Will Never Play Another Mario Game
I am writing this post in hopes that someone can tell me they have experienced something similar. I don’t know why I care about that; no matter what anyone says the situation will be the same ...
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Why I will never play the Ouija board again.
Why I will never play the Ouija board again. This is why I will never play the Ouija board again. It was 1964 and my sister and I were 13 Year old identical twins. We were ...
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Why I’ll Never Try Virtual Reality Again
I’m going to tell you a secret that I don’t tell anyone. I’m a US veteran of the war in Afghanistan. I was stationed in the Uruzgan province when Taliban militants attacked our coalition base. I ...
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Why I’ll Never Work Security At Disney World Again
I work in security at Disney World, the happiest place on Earth. Typically, I wouldn’t say where I work as obviously there are some pretty strict rules about things employees can put online, but I just ...
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Why They Had to Change Halloween Horror Nights Name
In the first year of Halloween Horror Nights an incident occurred which caused the structure of the entire event to be altered and for the name to be changed from Fright Nights to Halloween Horror Nights ...
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Why We Fear the Dark
I don't have much time, so read every word carefully... because detail is not a vanity I can afford right now. My name is Seth Anderson. I am a 43-year-old accountant from Washington. I am married, ...
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Wildling Fever
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 ...
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Will You Play With Me?
I never wanted to reveal my story, but it has to be done. It's been so long, and nobody's known. But now I confide in you, the reader, to read my story, and attempt to comprehend ...
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Will You Sleep Tonight?
My name is often whispered, my memory abhorred, My touch brings out the blisters, my skin is cracked and torn. My eyes are small and heartless, just circles black as soot. They blend into the darkness, ...
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Willkommen zu Der Dunkel
I’m trapped in a nightmare. It’s dark all around me. Even though there’s a lamp shining next to me, I’m still suffocating in the complete darkness. I’ve never felt so isolated in my life, yet I ...
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Willow Creek
This pasta was the first place winner of our Gaming Creepypasta Challenge. Congratulations to moonlit_cove! The second and third placed winners will have their stories uploaded on the 20th and 21st. Thanks to everyone who participated! ...
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Willow Lake
So, three friends and I decided we were going to camp out in this 30 acre sanctuary down the street from my neighborhood. It’s paralleled by railroad tracks and a road on one side, and then ...
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Willow Men
There's a local legend where I come from. They're simply referred to as the willow men. There's hardly a need for the law enforcement in this town. The willow men take care of all that. Every ...
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