There was a bright pink tint to the sky and it brought a smile to Jared's face. The light afternoon breeze shook up his dark brown hair, flipping it in apparent life. He loved the scene that was occurring before him, the daily setting of...

The Sea raged as the waves crashed into each other like lightning and the skies thundered in anger. It was a night for shipwrecks and mysterious creatures to roam the waters. That's when she surfaced, leaving the depths of the ocean, her hair as violent...

"Quick, grab some drinks and some seats, let's go!" I yelled to Dominic as he fumbled through my uncle's fridge. The night of the Super Bowl, I always like my drink on hand and a bag of chips before the game starts. Likewise, I prefer...

The water seemed to breathe. That was how Marc thought of it, that faint suggestion of air from the depths. Now that the moment had arrived, Marc wasn't sure he wanted to plunge into that still water. He adjusted his head lamp, checked his gear...

I think you misunderstand what I mean when I say dark. I donโ€™t mean the night time, when the sun goes beyond the horizon, with the light fading into bruised decay. I donโ€™t mean when the electricity goes out and youโ€™re in the shower, soap...

Maybe youโ€™ve seen what Iโ€™ve seenโ€ฆ Probably, you havenโ€™t, but just maybe you have. Either way, I know what Iโ€™ve seen, and thatโ€™s what matters most, as far as Iโ€™m concerned. Believe what you will, Iโ€™ve never cared about that part of things before. I...

โ€œShitโ€ I said to myself, as I poured out the last bit of water in my three liter Poland Spring jug into the pot above my portable gas range. I tossed the empty tube of plastic aside and it clattered against a mess of garbage...

When I was young, we were left unattended. My friends and I rode our bikes deep into the fields and returned at our leisure. We rarely played in the same location and often ditched it after a few days. With each new adventure, we drifted...

Over the past month, Iโ€™ve been hearing this intermittent, buzzing sound. At first, I thought Iโ€™d be able to tune it out, but it just became more obnoxious over time. It transformed into a constant, vibrating noise in the back of my head. It was...

Rising Tides: Written in the Style of M.R. James By J. Bailey-Hartsel Some time ago, I was asked by several former colleagues to tell them a ghost story. We had gathered for an evening of socializing, a small group of academics from my department at a small...

This pasta was the second place winner of our Gaming Creepypasta Challenge. Congratulations! The first place winner can be viewed here, and the third place story will go up tomorrow. Thanks to everyone who participated! -- This is the bit where I tell you Iโ€™ve always loved games...

Ever since history began, mankind has been fascinated by fire. In the days of the caveman the hunterโ€™s campfire was often the only thing that protected our prehistoric ancestors from the predators that prowled the dark. The scenario must have been terrifying as the cavemen...

There was nothing about the old library on the corner of South and Second Street to stamp it as anything out of the ordinary, save for its size. The library was so enormous that it was possible (and not infrequent) for visitors to become lost...

Thump. The girl jerked awake. She glanced at the window, afraid of what she would see, yet it revealed nothing but the dark night. Theyโ€™re back, she thought anxiously. A week ago, the girl awoke to find that somebody had spray painted loops and scribbles of...

On June 8, 2010, I turned 14. Two days later, my mom tripped over a pair of my tennis shoes and died. She was carrying laundry down to our washer in the basement when it happened. She broke her neck. Her...

Officially, Yuri Gagarin was the first human to reach outer space. His historic flight in April of 1961 kick-started the space race in earnest. The Soviet space program, however, was shrouded in secrecy from the beginning. There have long been questions regarding the existence of...

Before I start, I just wanted to explain that what youโ€™re about to read will make you question the writerโ€™s identity, my identity. Believe me when I say that I am too. Youโ€™ll question whether Iโ€™m telling a lie, or maybe you wonโ€™t even believe...