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Empty and Endless
It was just past midnight. I had been driving for a very long time. The stretch of road cutting through the desert landscape was seemingly endless, and completely void of…
Read NowUnexpected Home Videos
Before I start, I just wanted to explain that what you’re about to read will make you question the writer’s identity, my identity. Believe me when I say that I…
Read NowThe Night of the Glass Eyes
*Jenny, short for Jennifer, is a feminine given name, a Cornish form of Guinevere/Gwenhwyfar adopted into the English language during the 20th century. It may mean "white enchantress" or "the…
Read NowNobody Can Help My Brother Now, Not Even God
It was just like any other day when I received the call. I had been sketching the horizon for the past hour when my phone began ringing with an unfamiliar…
Read NowIdle Hands
Alex leans in to examine the wall closer. Alex and her partner, Rebecca, had been driving for the last four hours and Rebecca had a tendency to fill the silence…
Read NowCreepypasta Contest: Gaming Pasta Challenge [Entries Closed, Winners Announced]
Thanks for all of your entries! Here are our top three: 1. Willow Creek (Congrats to moonlit_cove on your flask!) 2. The Shame 3. Razor Games Some entries were deemed very…
Read NowOne For the Road
I woke to my friend, Tom, climbing through my window. It was a summer’s night, around 2AM, and the heat had been unbearable for days. For that reason I had…
Read NowBurning Sage
“OK,” the woman screeched, her eyes the size of plates, a grin the size of a banana strained to provoke some kind of reaction from her client. “So, that’s the…
Read NowThe Darkness of Farside
My name is Jim McGraw. I was the Command Module Pilot of Apollo 19. Contrary to popular belief, there were at least two more missions to the moon that were…
Read NowThe Argentinian Incident
In the winter of 1998, there was an undocumented wave of brutal murders that nearly wiped out the entire population of a small fishing village in Argentina. All evidence of…
Read NowCamper Van
The camper van is there again, in the field behind my neighborhood. If I stand on the tips of my toes I can just see it over the tall stucco…
Read NowThe Tunnel
Alex Roth had already lived in the house for more than six months. He had no idea how he had failed to notice this small door before. Yet there it…
Read NowUnder the Ice
As I lay in my sick bed with my mind muddled, I find it quite impossible to find motivation to continue on and lack the focus to return to my…
Read NowThe White Ones
They wore white. Actually, they were white. White skin. White hair. White eyes. Nothing about their appearance had color. They looked like an empty outline in a coloring book. I…
Read NowThe Moon, Landing
The Moon. Quite a spectacle if you ask me. It never ceases to enthrall my nocturnal, star-gazing eyes. I look at it each and every night with a very large…
Read NowInstant Messaging
It all started on the fourteenth night of March, the night of my parents’ 20th wedding anniversary. It was a wonderful, sunny day, if memory serves. Surprisingly warm for before…
Read NowA Madman’s Guide to the Unrecommended
AN INTRODUCTION First and foremost, a few matters of introduction have to be placed down. You are probably wondering who I am. What am I called? What does the barista…
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The Fairies
I’ve always been fascinated with the unknown, particularly creatures of the unknown. I don’t know when this obsession of mine started. It probably started when I was a young kid…
Read NowThe Deer Of Possibilities
As I lay in the grass, the warm summer breeze rolling over me, I can’t help but wonder what I did to deserve what had befallen me. I never really…
Read NowDarkness Unfolds
I've decided to put this down to writing, since I'm not sure anyone else has experienced this. If anyone has, please get in touch ASAP, since this is getting worrying.…
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