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She Lulls Me to Sleep
There are lots of stories made for children who don’t go to bed early, probably bogeymen or monsters under your bed. You’ve probably outgrown such stories, and might have already…
Read NowI Learnt How to ‘Disappear’ Responsibly
I don't have long to write this, so I'm going to write it fast. I keep smelling jasmine and camphor as I'm typing this on my phone. It started twenty…
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Worlds Without Heroes
*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…
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Avoid the Radio Station AM 630
I’m writing this as somewhat of a warning, but also a slight cry for help. I do not know who else to turn to that may take me seriously, and…
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The Dark Spot
“Hello, my old friend,” Griffin said aloud as he stared out the window at the dark spot. It had been at least two decades since he had seen the shadow-man. …
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He who walks in choking rain
The seeping toxins of weaponized plague, flowing mercilessly into lungs begging for their salvation. The sea of gas blistering its way across the field of battle- it’s unprejudiced touch providing…
Read NowThe Beast in the Woods
I want to set down recent events in my life, because I'm afraid that this may be my last chance. To begin with, my name is Leon Cowles. I was…
Read NowPerception
“Well, this is embarrassing. Usually, I check on the new arrivals, and they’re already begging to make it all stop. I mean, even if they had no regrets before, they…
Read NowDon’t See It
I’ve been thinking of him-er-her (it?) for the past week. I haven’t been able to sleep. I’ve barely eaten anything. I quit my job. Or stopped going to work is…
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Dying Light
The light of the camp fire offered little comfort to the panic that surged through him. His blood might as well have been pure adrenaline. His senses were on high…
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Ghost Lights
I grew up in a small town in the Midwest. Now when I say that it’s a small town, I mean other people from my state have never even heard…
Read NowI Drive a Taxi Between the Realms. Entry Two: Tartarus
Entry one:https://www.creepypasta.com/i-drive-a-taxi-between-the-realms-entry-one-dering-wood/ Slow day. I love a slow day. Yeah, time can certainly drag when I'm just driving around waiting for something to happen–someone to summon a ride. But I…
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On A Quiet Night You Can Hear The Corn Grow
Back in the 80s, life was hard and arduous for people who lived in the countryside. There were only a few job opportunities other than being a farmer or joining…
Read NowUnspoken Words
I was working when the call came through–the defining call of what would become of my life. The last words I would ever hear her speak. The last time I…
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Quiet Stanley
The town I grew up in, Lay Marsh, was a pretty average place. Parents moved there because they wanted a quiet, safe environment for their kids to grow up. They…
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The Shadow in the Doorway
I love myths, urban legends, paranormal stories and chronicles of unexplainable mysteries and phenomena. As a kid, I actively sought books and articles on the topic, no matter how vaguely…
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I Found a Tree in my Backyard
I found a tree in my backyard. I know that sounds silly. Like, how exactly does one “find” a tree in their backyard? How wouldn’t they know it was there?…
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The Stygian Child
“We’re doing our best to keep your brother comfortable. However, at this point I’m afraid it’s all we can really do for him,” said Doctor Norman, resident medical coordinator for…
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Urban Exploration
“Wanna see something interesting?” Mark asked as he appeared in the doorway to the kitchen. Even in high school Mark was always the adventurer, and I was the sidekick. He…
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I Can See in Four Dimensions
I can see in four dimensions. If that concept is a little hard to understand, I get it. It’s hard to deal with, too. While everybody in the world gauges…
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The Windwhisper
There was once a story my mother used to tell me, in hopes I wouldn’t turn out like my father. “Treat your children right, Tommy or the Windwhisper will come…
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In the Shadow of Mt. Spire
Mt. Spire shone brilliant and white above the bristly pines. In the noontime sun, one could see the snow weep and the summer trails reveal themselves. It was a wonderful…
Read NowThe Pale Face
God, I need to get this down. I need this knowledge out of my head. I’m being, what’s the word to use? Haunted? By a being. A horrid aberration. I…
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Blood Magic
I was almost friends with a monster when I was eleven years old. I would have preferred a human friend, but my family had just moved to a new city…
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