Creepypasta Stories – Sorted by Title

Witch Based on True Events I guess I don’t know where to start. The beginning would be the obvious place, but I don’t know what the beginning was. The whispers? The shadows? Objects moving by themselves? ...
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Withering Heights (not to be confused with Wuthering Heights, the work of literary genius of the same name, though that is what it is named for) is not an experience I would wish upon anyone. I ...
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Whithin him lies the darkness, within him evil looms. Within him lies your terror, within him lies your tomb. Within him lies your sadness, if ever your are caught. To spend all time in turmoil, within ...
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It all started after moving into my new house. Yeah, that’s pretty cliché. Believe me, I know, but it’s what happened. I never experienced anything supernatural before and, though interested, I never really expected anything to ...
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Sand covers many small now roofless buildings of unknown purposes. Time and weather had been withering away at this place for thousands of years, and it would continue to do so until the city was nothing ...
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When you move into a new house, you always feel slightly uneasy, don't you? It's not really your house yet, a stranger's house filled with your things. And during those first few weeks, you feel like ...
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I am currently sitting in front of my computer, scared witless. Any moment now I am going to be killed. Today a friend of mine told me a story. His aunt had taken care of him ...
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They told me I was lucky to survive the car crash. As if my life was really worth living in that condition. I was headed home from cheerleading practice that day. I often think back on ...
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An army of birds sat in the branches of an old oak tree. She walked quickly, carefully, quietly, cautiously, cradling the duffle bag she held in her arms like a mother cradles her child. In front ...
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Out in The Dives lies a place that does not exist – at least, not all of the time. It is a place with promises of euphoria and hedonistic pleasures, capable of allowing you to live ...
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We had found the dresser at a yard sale, beaten and broken, but it was an artifact of the 1920s and my husband insisted we bring it home and fix it up. I thought nothing of ...
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It was nearing midnight, and the air was rapidly cooling. It was silent but for the few cars passing by, and the wind rustling trees. I looked around outside once more before shutting the front door ...
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Ever since I was small I've had a fascination with old things, buildings specifically. Something about things that rot and decay is beautiful to me, I don't really know why. As a kid I’d get into ...
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So I work at a cemetery. Pinelawn Memorial Park to be exact. My family has owned it for nearly five generations, and I’ve been working there since I was 12 (officially since I was 15). Cemeteries, I know, ...
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Winona Worlds was the girl everyone wanted to be. She had it all. Fantastic grades, excellent painting skills, great looks, popularity, and the most loving boyfriend one can have. Girls and boys envied her equally. Everyday, ...
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When I was twelve, I came to the conclusion that everyone in the world, including my own family, was against me. I was never a problem child, but my parents sure treated me like one. For ...
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*Static* …Is it… *Crackle* No…just turn it…tha- *Static* *Pop* KJ: Hello? *tap tap* Hello? There we go. Okay, starting now. My name is Katie Johns, and the following testimony from Andrew Kirby is being recorded in ...
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Right now, I’m sitting up in my bed. It’s late at night and the only light is the screen of my laptop. I’m sure it’s illuminating my face quite nicely. I just hope my poker face ...
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I had always loved this one cemetery ever since I was a little girl. Not only were the grounds beautiful, but the cemetery itself was absolutely massive. I always imagined it as a fantasy world, or ...
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Note: There is some gore in this pasta. If you believe this will bother you, please skip today's story. His hazel eyes skimmed over the words for what he knew had to be the twentieth time ...
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It’s a simple tradition: for every night you receive a gift throughout the week of the fall equinox, you must leave a wildflower in exchange. This is what my sister, Kate, told me when I came ...
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[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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