Creepypasta Stories – Sorted by Title

Come to me, children, and follow my way, Into the world of Darkness and Magic. With all my power, I'll show you the way, To all your dreams, hopes, and illusions. - DHT, “Magic Melody” [This ...

In some television markets, people get two different versions of the same channel. This is usually caused by affiliates being nearby--for example, while living in New Jersey receiving the ABC affiliate from both New York City ...

Late one night, I found myself driving down what seemed like an endless stretch of road. I was on my way back from a week-long business trip, facing at least a twelve-hour drive home. Having always ...

Just recently, I've been able to see ghosts. Well, calling them 'ghosts' is still kind of a stretch. I've been seeing things. Weird, unexplainable things just in and out of the borders of my vision and ...

There's a reoccurring dream I've had four times now. It always starts the exact same, but ends differently. The main part of the dream goes as follows. I'm walking along a sidewalk by a speedway near ...

Imagine the multiverse: Atoms converging into patterns infinite. Most universes listening to physics, placing only that which should exist into reality, but there are others in which the impossible happens simply because there's no reason it ...

It was a breezy September evening. The yellow glow of street lights reflected off the rain-slickened sidewalk. I was making my way back from volleyball practice. I usually took the bus, but I ended up missing ...

It must have been the most run-down, filth-ridden, motel room I had ever seen – the kind of place where cockroaches didn’t feel the need to scatter at the flash of a light bulb. I wouldn’t ...

If you have spent any length of time in the United States, you owe it to yourself to play the 1985 arcade classic, Paperboy. In it, you assume the role of a preteen boy tasked with ...

The first part of this story 'A Firefighter Lost' can be found here: https://www.creepypasta.com/a-firefighter-lost/ The sound of the fire was quickly approaching and the dull roar encompassed Drakor. His fine tuned ears were able to discern ...

I had been fighting wildfires my entire adult life. The adrenaline of fighting the most primitive of all living things on this planet kept me going back every day. The adrenaline from fighting a fire for ...

Sometime in the spring of two-thousand and fourteen my friend Karl “Duke” Raczak passed away. To this day the matter of who exactly caused his death is some slight matter of controversy, however some events before ...

Annalisa bought a new address book. As she was writing the names from the old book, she noticed her friends name. Linda had died several months ago. She felt silly transferring the name to the new ...

We had a fright before Christmas, while all through the house, Not a creature was stirring; well, maybe a mouse. The stuffed stockings were hung on the mantle downstairs, I hoped they'd remain; it was in ...

Ever heard of Funnytown, USA? No, not the one from Colorado, the one from Idaho. If you haven't, that's okay, because it's no longer there. It hasn't existed since the summer of 1968. Funnytown was an ...

There was no doubt – my mouth had moved a centimeter to the left overnight. I check between reflection and picture before accepting the impossible. “Hitler, you gotta see this,” I call to my roommate, nicknamed ...

Many of these stories are about games that have gone out, been enjoyed by millions, and then some random person in the middle of nowhere has experienced something creepy. Haunted, hacked, or otherwise, the games have ...

A changing world, a dangerous time, for anyone could see this transition. To call it Change is an insult to typical generations and eras. It was a time of revolution, power and new forms of conquest ...

In 2017, a certain video appeared on Youtube. The phone recording presented a busy intersection in a rather large city, probably in the United States. The circumstances indicated the situation took place during rush hours on ...

Erica hated the lack of hygiene. Erica absolutely despised unhygienic people. Just thinking about the slightest chance of her physically touching a “dirty” person chilled her spine. She refused to drink from another person’s cup. She ...

I was an American male on the loose in Belgium in the late 80’s. The tiny village I lived in was called Cambron-Casteau and was only a few kilometers north of the French Frontier. The town ...