The memories I have with my Grandmother are very fond. She used to live with my parents and me when I was about six and stayed with us until I went to college. She raised me on many wonderful things such as spontaneous trips to the...

Since it's late for me and I'm feeling lazy, I am just copypasting from crappypasta's 'about' page: So yeah, CRAPPYPASTA.COM - You’re probably wondering wtf this is, right? Let us try to explain. Currently, we receive a whole lotta stories through creepypasta.com’s submission process. While many of them...

Have you ever had the feeling that you were being watched from the darkness? Do you live out in the middle of nowhere, where even if everything was normal, everything would still be creepy as hell? Well, both of those go for me, and when...

I'm waiting at the bus stop, the rain is falling lightly and it's just about getting dark. I missed the last bus and now I'm tired and hungry, longing to be in my warm bed with a hot drink. I'm so busy daydreaming that I...

You were excited for this day. You should be after all, you’ve been working hard. You deserve to have some fun. For tonight, you planned a movie night with a couple of old friends. Horror movies, as was customary since your younger days. You all...

This all started one very normal night. No clouds in sight and stars as far as the eye could see. Some of my friends and I enjoy being scared, so much so that we actively seek out terrifying thrills. This night was no different. We had...

Handbook for the Study of the Unknown, By Professor V. I. Hayworth Chapter One – Beginning Precautions There is an eternal problem that plagues those of us drawn to the study of the darkness. It is our innate humanity. For to the creatures of the darkness, human is synonymous...

Pitter patter, on the pane, Pitter patter, once again, Pitter patter, how I strain, Pitter patter, but no rain. What so does tread my halls, Humming low with crooning calls, Succubae or hellish thralls, Why for do they tread my halls? No creak yet disturbs this floor, No shadows flit beneath the door, My breath...

Is it silence where you are now, except for the whirring of your computer, or whatever your reading this on? Good enough. Tune out that noise. Listen. Very carefully. To the noise within your ears. Before you may have dismissed it as hissing static in your head, or a...

You might already have heard of the TV broadcast hijacking in Seneca, South Carolina; the story’s gained pretty wide currency on the Internet, and part of the broadcast is available on youtube, assuming it hasn’t been taken down for whatever reason. For the uninitiated, the...

Hi, everyone. Hi, hello. As you may be aware, we use Feedburner for our RSS feeds. Feedburner has been bouncing around from company to company lately, and has finally ended up under Google's umbrella. At some point in this most recent transition, the account that originally...