Note: The following is a sequel to the creepypasta entitled “Breach”. The author recommends reading “Breach” first, as it is followed chronologically by the events described in “Blood and Oil.” Thank you! In the last hour of her life, as she ran blindly through the forest...

We moved out of our last house a week ago, and I’m glad we did. It was definitely not safe there, especially for a man like me who has a young family to take care of. I think if I hadn’t decided to get the...

My grandmother grew up in the slums of Prohibition-era Chicago. Her family lived in a small house near the harbor, and one of her earliest memories was of a particularly hot summer when, seeking respite from the heat, she and her sister discovered a...

I have a beautiful smile. Oh, how I miss it. This morning, I wake up and I smile at my bedroom mirror. I am disappointed at what I see. I kiss my husband, I send my two children off to school. I entertain guest friends....

I visit my mother sometimes in the home that she’s in. She’s not actually old, she’s only in her fifties. But she hasn’t been able to take care of herself since we lost my sister. It’s difficult visiting her because I have a separate family...

I was in my bedroom, doing the typical at-home teenager thing: staying up late, digging around the depths of the internet, and generally not paying attention to anything other than what was on my monitor. It was the early morning, around 2 o’clock, and everyone...

We began feeling sick after the rains abated, and the backyard remained a slick muddy mess where the grass hadn't grown back, and the foundation for our new in-ground pool filled to the height of my shins even though the concrete hadn't yet been poured....

I froze; my feet became glued to the frost covered ground. My chest tightened in fear and anxiety. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears; my pulse could be felt in my fingertips. The sound of my blood rushing in my ears drowned out...

I lived in unit 1B in an apartment building. It was on the second floor, at the end of a hallway that leads to the other units, and I had the whole thing to myself. And for a while, it was pretty good. Quiet building,...

As most of you have no doubt noticed, a new comment system has been implemented. We are now using the DISQUS commenting system, which will add the following features:
  • You can set up and customize your own Disqus profile - my hope is that this will satisfy those of you who kept asking for user profiles while allowing me to avoid the higher server cost and security issues that would manifest if we implemented user profiles via our blogging platform.
    • You do not NEED to register for Disqus; anonymous/guest commenting is still enabled.
    • However, having a Disqus profile will allow you to utilise the new comment system to its fullest extent: you will be able to subscribe to comment threads, receive notifications when people reply to or vote on one of your comments, follow other commenters (there's a Disqus dashboard that acts in a similar fashion to a Tumblr dash or Facebook feed for the people and posts that you've followed).
  • You can edit and/or delete your comments without having to "request" deletion by me (this function was glitchy and slow as I frequently didn't receive the deletion requests for hours after they were sent, often resulting in the comment being approved long before the deletion request showed up).
  • You will be able to easily upload and insert images into comments.
  • I will be able to appoint comment section moderators without actually having to give them access to the site's backend; this will allow comments to be approved more frequently.
    • I already have some long-time and frequent commenters in mind for mod positions; please do not volunteer or sent me contact requests begging for mod access. I will only be recruiting a few mods at first, and if we end up needing more down the line they will be chosen by the mod team based on who we see contributing to the site's discussions in a mature and useful fashion.
  • If a comment gets through the mod queue and you feel it's over the line, there is a 'flag' function that will bring it to the moderators' attentions.
  • For those of you who are very active and just like the acknowledgement of how much you've contributed to site discussion, there will be a 'top commenters' box on the sidebar.
  • Very long comments will be minimized until YOU personally choose to expand them. Similarly, the comment section will only load 'batches' of comments at a time, so you can tell the plugin to load more comments when you're ready. This should make things less intensive for those of you who were complaining about having too many comments loading at once on your phones.
  • Clicking the "Creepypasta" heading on the Disqus form will show you the comment threads that are currently most active on this site.
  • There are some back-end benefits as well: the spam filter for Disqus is free, so I will get to save $$ on that front if it works properly (I currently pay a monthly fee for our spam filter - we get around 1000 spam attempts per day between the two sites, so believe me, it's necessary to have some sort of filter). Additionally, having the comments hosted off-site should help with the site load.
I hope that you will all enjoy the new system! As of this writing, the comment import is about 80% done. If you find some posts where comments aren't displaying yet, do not be alarmed. We've got about 6 years worth of comments that are being imported into the new system, and it can take up to a day on average, more if we run into any weird errors. Two other new functions have been added over the past month (these aren't related to the new comment system, but I realised that I haven't yet made a post introducing them):
  • Hiding Content: You've probably noticed the (hide) link appearing next to tags and categories. This allows you to 'hide' a specific tag or category that you dislike. If you absolutely haaaate Ritualpastas, for example, you can 'hide' them and - as long as you don't clear the cookie - you will not see any posts tagged as Rites & Rituals when browsing the site. To be clear, these preferences are not stored server-side; it uses cookies on your computer/tablet/phone/whatever. Just like the 'add to favorites' function, this means that you will need cookies enabled to use this function, and clearing the cookie will result in your 'hide' preferences being removed. Additionally, as the cookie is stored on your device, contacting me and asking me to clear it for you will not accomplish anything. You will have to do this yourself using your browser's settings.
  • For those of you who wanted to know which pastas were the most popular each month, the sidebar now displays the top ten socially active posts. It's currently set to display the top posts for the past 30 days, and it uses a combination of comments and social media shares to decide its rankings. Since the "all-time" top-ranked pastas are rarely dethroned, I thought that this would be a nice way to give attention to some of the newer pastas that are causing buzz.
Lastly, in regards to the Disqus system, we have a few decisions to make. Please click the 'read more' link to view the rest of this post.

Michael ran. He ran towards the subway, desperately hoping it won’t leave before he gets there. The next one won’t be around for another 10 minutes; such is the case with these late night trains. It has been a long day for him, and there...

Back in college, I had a small one-bedroom apartment all to myself on the ground floor of a multi-building complex. The location was great. The complex stood at the end of a rural street seldom visited by cars, nestled in the woods near a large...

I am from a small northern town in England. A place with a non-relenting gloom that surrounds the insignificance of the poor souls that live here. It always rains. The sodden clothes we wear only serve to weigh us down into an inescapable darkness, anchor...

It is just another day for anyone but me. Cars zip past on the highway just beyond my house. The sun is shining down and birds are singing the day’s glory just beyond my windowsill. I can see the leaves of an oak tree swaying...