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Where Monsters Come From
Horror stories are all about monsters. Things out to get you. Eat a few people, make a bloody mess, and have you scared for your life. But...no one ever wants…
Read NowThe Eyelid Man
The tale of the Eyelid Man is still young. Based on the unfortunately minimal amount of information I can find on what I saw, my experiences with it have been…
Read NowA Quark in Seas of Black Infinity
I. When I dream of a void, I dream of an unending chasm. White shadows whisper, and they eat into my mind. I hear the smells of sacrificial flesh, and…
Read NowDark Matter
Professor Salik Scientific Ethics Class 3rd Grade, 5th Period Salik ambles to his desk, tapping the holographic display. “Alright class settle down, settle down." He taps on his desk again…
Read NowDon’t You Just Hate Car Trouble
All too often, my nights would end with a freezing walk to the nearest payphone to reach out to a friend for some help. My car was a piece of…
Read NowThe Devil’s Perfume
Growing up in the south, in a pretty religious family, folklore is always around. Being Mexican to boot, these stories were always a constant reminder to be a good child.…
Read NowThe Black Fog
Everything, all of this chaos and madness, all began with the Black Fog. It was just an ordinary day when the news reported a strange phenomenon, a wispy black cloud…
Read NowWendall Lane Diaries: You Shouldn’t
Disclaimer: I am not a paranormal investigator. I am an author. While looking for inspiration for a book, I came across a series of stories surrounding a home in the…
Read NowI’m No Fool
"Daddy, there's a monster in my closet." "No, there isn't," I reply in my half-asleep state, "we've been through this already." Now my wife is awake too. "Shouldn't you at…
Read NowShadows of Bedzin
When I was young my grandmother used to tell me stories of her youth. When I was about the age of fourteen, she told me about her and my grandfather’s…
Read NowI Sat On The Bus
I sat on the bus, on my way to school. Listening to music, and paying little to no attention to the other students. At one of the stops my mind…
Read NowThe Silence of the North Woods
The first thing I remember of my arrival in Ahtunowhiho, the small Native American village in the northern reaches of Minnesota, was the smell. The familiar aroma of soaked dirt…
Read NowJanuary 2015 Discussion Post: Favorite Creepypastas of 2014
Happy New Year, everyone! 2014 went by like lightning for me - I can hardly believe that it's time for another new year. I want to thank you all for…
Read NowCrimson Fangs
“I’m so cold.” This was the first thought that entered into Amber’s dazed consciousness. Her eyelids flickered open to see nothing but hazy darkness around her. Moaning softly, she struggled…
Read NowTropical Storm Fay
The events in this story occurred on a warm & humid night in late August of 2008, the night after Tropical Storm Fay ripped through our town in Gadsden County,…
Read NowPredator/Prey
After a night of carousing with his buddies, Billy was ready to head home. "Are you sure you want to walk home by yourself?" asked Todd, "You've heard the rumors,…
Read NowWhite Christmas
"Fuck, it's cold." You would think I'd be used to it by now. Pulling my scarf a little tighter, I take one last drag off my cigarette and flick it…
Read NowNot Afraid of the Dark
I always have a torch in my pocket these days. I found a small LED one at an electronics store for a couple of bucks, and I keep it on…
Read NowThe Advent Calendar
It was the Christmas of 1965, before man had landed on the moon, before the wall had fallen, before many things good and bad. For me it was the last…
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