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The Late-Night Creature Feature in Pompeii, Indiana
There is an almost universal feeling of discomfort and unease that a person experiences when they see a deserted place that their mind tells them should be full of people.…
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Fit For A King
When I turned sixteen, my Dad gave me a book. The leather cover was so old and worn that I couldn’t even read the title. “This was given to me…
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Long Fingers
For as long as I could remember, my Uncle Chet was always a strange fellow. I can still imagine him clearly, even after all these years. He was a gaunt,…
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I Investigate Disturbing Cases: Here Are My Stories – Watchers
When people think of police officers, I think there's a disconnect between our image and the reality of who we are. A lot of people see us as the good…
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Where the Caterpillars Die
Fear is only as deep as the mind allows, was my mother’s favorite idiom. Growing up, she never hesitated to use it against my childish fits, whether I was upset…
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You Can’t Argue With The Statistics
“The 6:13PM service from Penrith to London is delayed by 23 minutes, Grand Central Trains apologises for any inconvenience caused,” mumbles a distorted voice over the Tannoy speaker. Daniel clutches…
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Something happened in an Irish border town that was kept out of the history books
I’ll start this account by admitting I was a member of the Provisional Irish Republican Army during the early 1970's. I joined as a volunteer in the South Down Brigade…
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A Firefighter Found
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…
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Fishing With Clouds and Teeth
It began with a smell of thunder. The night had settled into the empty spaces of the house as Malcolm made his way through to the living room, turning on…
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Black Ibis
I have been a hunter since a very young age. A wanderer of the silent woods, a stalker of the croaking marshes, a drifter of the sighing deserts. My father…
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The Monster of Nobel Coffee and Tea
“Can I tell you a story Boss?” The kindly old man that I knew as Harvey Abberline had asked me in a distant and almost wistful tone in that distinct…
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The Burdener
David sat at his computer looking over his work for the day. The list was lengthy yet complete, most importantly on time. Two more years at the same college. Two…
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Please stay away from Wayne National Forest
Not many people take me seriously. I get it. Someone with a traumatic past, like mine, must be nuts, right? But, I know what I’ve seen. I know all too…
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The Real Reason my Husband Shot Himself
I hate snow. I hate the way it silently descends from the sky, I hate how cold it is to the touch, I even hate the puddle it leaves behind…
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World Of Winona
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…
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The Insomnia Problem
My name is Katherine Mallory. I’m a police detective with the Chicago PD’s Criminal Intelligence Unit, the CIU. I usually handle your run-of-the-mill cases: Drug trafficking, black markets, and Kingpins…
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The Email Chain
It came in at night, when Charlie Posner was sound asleep on his right side, snoring so loudly you might think he had an engine in him. His computer lit…
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Journal of a Psychopath: University
I am a retired Private Investigator turned Real Crime Blogger. I have been receiving anonymous manuscripts in the mail detailing heinous acts of appalling psychopathy. For reasons concerning my work…
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The Weird Horror at Westwood Avenue
Since last year, I’ve become a huge fan of those YouTube channels that talk about small mysteries recorded inside the United States. You know, those channels, with their dark backgrounds,…
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A Place to Wrest
A lone man dragged his feet across the pavement, briefcase pulling his shoulder down as the simmering cracked asphalt stretched into the swaying tall grass of the horizon. His bald…
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I Discovered a New Species While Backpacking in Utah
I need to get this information off my chest. I'm writing this on the shoulder of the highway in Utah. It's 4 am, and I've been driving nonstop for almost…
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