06 Mar Be Right Back
Skype is a pretty useful tool to me. I’m an artist, so I tend to use my hands a lot and skype lets me talk without having to hold a phone. Guess I’m just too much of a multitasker for my own good. But, whether...
05 Mar O’Malley’s Family Restaurant
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in Madness, Paranoia, and Mental Illness, Medical and Hospitals, Strange and Unexplained 44 Comments
As younger siblings tend to do, I absolutely worshipped my older brother Calvin. He always seemed like the coolest person in the world to me. Everybody liked him. He was president of his class, a star baseball player, and just had an all-around great personality....
04 Mar It Has No Face
Everyone has tales about the strange and bizarre. My story is about how my half-hole mask saved my life, and continues to save my life to this very day. Late in December, I was traveling north from California to my home state of Oregon. Nothing...
03 Mar The Hill Beast
No one hears much about the little town of Saint Pauls, North Carolina. It’s located in the southern part of North Carolina, literally two hours away from the South Carolina border. It’s a quiet town located right off of the interstate 95. When you...
02 Mar The Linen Closet
Reading a couple stories here, and something that happened to me came to mind. You ever have moments that you blip out completely? As if your brain can bother to remember something only so often, so it's shoved into the depths of your memory? But something...
01 Mar Old Boo Diddley
It was the year 2000. I was 17 years old, a junior in high school, and I had a shitty, low paying job at a rinky dink discount store that, at the time, was just a step above something like a Dollar General or...
01 Mar March 2015 Discussion Post: Least Favorite Creepypasta Genres & Topics
This month's post is intended as a companion to last month's Favorite Creepypasta Genres & Topics discussion. I'd like to get a handle on the current state of the community's likes and dislikes, both for my own use when selecting pastas as well as for...
28 Feb Lure
It was almost three o’clock in the morning when something woke Leah up. She stayed in bed for a few groggy minutes, warm beneath the familiar blankets. For the last three days, an enormous rain storm had been falling on the island of Kauai, bringing...
27 Feb Bound
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in Children and Childhood, Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances, Journals and Diaries, Monsters, Creatures, and Cryptids, Myths and Legends, Nature and the Outdoors 48 Comments
Paul pulled the envelope out of his leather attaché case and settled into an uncomfortable chair behind a large writing desk. Late afternoon sun filtered in through the bay window but couldn’t defeat the dankness of the old house, nor the dreariness of his mood....
26 Feb Incorporeal
Recognition without context. A wall. A painting. A fireplace. A lamp. I see these things and I know them, but I do not know why. Who once told me what a fireplace is and what it is for? How do I recognize it without memory, and yet...
25 Feb Building 497
I As I lay here in the darkness, I wonder how much time left do I have. It all started a couple of weeks ago. Right after graduation, everyone started talking about their plans and how they were going...
24 Feb The Pond
As I walked, the snow crunched beneath my rubber boots. Every so often I would step on a twig, sending a cracking sound into the air as it snapped in half. There was no wind, and almost no noise besides my footsteps, and the birds...
23 Feb My Grandfather Suffered from Dementia
Grandpa was 97 years old when he passed away. He lived far from where his three children had settled. Grandma died when I was a small child, and he ended up remarrying another woman a few years later who demanded that he move out west so...
22 Feb I Found His Last Post
Thanks for the info, niceguyphil13. I started digging around for myself using my top internet sleuthing tools (aka cached Google results and WayBackMachine) and found some forum posts. He went by “BenjiMCFC93” and was quite prolific, it appears. Mostly just memes and arguing about WWE with...
21 Feb I Plan to Delete My YouTube Channel
My name is Chloe. I am a twenty-two-year-old college student from Minneapolis, and I am addicted to the internet. I keep a YouTube channel that I update every month with parodies of popular TV shows and the occasional video in which I address my viewers...
20 Feb See You Tomorrow
Tuesday, March 25 – 4:54 PM My name is Spencer. This is actually the first time I’ve logged onto this website…but my friends told me that this site is where people go to talk about this kind of stuff. When I say “this kind of stuff,” I...
19 Feb Avaritia et Invidia
The building was old. It had been a factory of some sort one hundred, maybe one hundred fifty years ago. Its sturdy brick and steel construction had weathered the years well enough, and after so very long sitting abandoned, forgotten on the edges of the...
18 Feb The House that Death Forgot
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in Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances, Locations and Sites, Strange and Unexplained 37 Comments
Melinda hated driving at night. She did her best to avoid it. Short trips to the store if she just realized she ran out of tampons or had nothing for dinner after getting home; that sort of thing happened now and then. But she did...
16 Feb Here You Go
On the last night of my honeymoon, my husband Ricky and I were soaking in the beach resort's outdoor hot tub. It was December, you see, and there were maybe only five rooms occupied in the whole resort. Although the fire pit was burning...
15 Feb Misanthrope
Call me a misanthrope, an introvert, whatever. The fact is, I always thought I preferred being alone. I had a couple of friends. Well, mainly acquaintances. People I worked with. People I lived near. Family. But I had tried doing the companionship thing, and it never seemed...
14 Feb Touch
He and his girlfriend weren't the most romantic couple - their idea of spicing up their relationship was making out in the dark. He came over to her house late one night, when her parents were out of town, and they lay down on her...
13 Feb Six Pretty Petals
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in Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances, Madness, Paranoia, and Mental Illness, Strange and Unexplained 40 Comments
I woke up that Saturday morning to an unexpected breeze, cool and pleasant, against my cheek. I kept a fan on myself while I slept during the warmer seasons, but the fan was packed deep in my closet during the heart of winter. I wiped my...
12 Feb Shut That Damned Door
My parents died in a car crash when I was fourteen. Don't feel bad for me or anything. I've made my peace with that years ago. Life with them was never great, but I do miss them. It's just that if they taught me one thing...
11 Feb Not All Secrets Are Taken To The Grave
I've always found it particularly difficult to start a story. It's easy to end one, but ever since grade school when my teachers would make me write a short story, I could never make a good start. I suppose I'll start by saying this is...