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Every time you exhale, a little bit of your soul escapes. Luckily, you almost always inhale it back before anyone else gets to it. Almost.
Ever fogged up a mirror with your breath?
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Don’t do that.
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Da phuq?
Dose that mean if I exhale all my sole in a soulless body I will control it
DON’T JUDGE ME!!!!!!!
You told me not to fog up my mirror with my breath. … … …
Ima fog up my mirror with my breath.
(ding) I have an idea on this pastas point. By fogging up your mirror with your breath, part of your soul is trapped. It explains how a mirror pasta occurs.
wow a four lined creepypasta
wow a four lined creepypasta :l
can i lick the mirror? just sayin xD
wait is this saying that when you exhale on a mirror part of ur soul possesses that mirror because this is somewhat confusing.
And if it is then i need to buy some mirrors
>:3 hehehe
I must have no soul left, then.
Don’t read my name…
One does not simply write a few sentences, and entertain hundreds of people, good sir.
Who knew souls smelt so bad?
NEVER GOING TO BREATH AGAIN!!!!
Lack…of…oxygen…making..me…..feeeel…..faint
But what if you’re ginger?
really did u just go there wow my brother will beat u up
OH GOD, WHAT HAVE I DONE
Epic pasta is epic. 10/10
you’re not my babysitter :/
After reading this story I proceeded to fog up my mirror with my breath
By the way if the fog is your soul then can we assume thar zombies are unable to fog up a mirror.
I almost always end up fogging up my mirror when I’m putting on my make-up in the mornings…I guess I should be more careful 0.o
And then a skeleton pops out of the mirror.
I did it. See? Nothing happy43
WITNESS
In Soviet Russia, mirror fogs you.
Every time Russian exhales, little bit of Vodka escapes. Smart Russian almost always inhales Vodka back before anyone else gets to Vodka. Almost.
Ever fog up mirror with breath?
Don’t do that.
Reflection is gypsy and will try steal Vodka. Hit his head with pipe and collect gypsy tears.
what about when you sneeze? you dont breathe that back in!!!!
So THAT’S why in the original Little Mermaid, before three days were up, she had to kiss the prince to gain part of his soul. Kind of gross, I know.
but i what my soul to go into the mirror
luv it i even breathe on window s aswell as windows
OOOOH SHIIIII-
Could have used a better title. The title suggests that the story is being written by someone who is being watched by a greater being… copyright Nex Decessum 2010.
Fear the Darkness
-Nex
Just pointing it out. What happens when you swim?
Clever concept. :D
I liked this one: short and sweet.
whoops
I like to imagine that, every time I breathe out a leetle bit of soul, something like the thing in Alien’s throat comes out and snatches it back up ^^
I’ve read this before…
Here’s where it came from.
http://creepypasta.tumblr.com/
Bad title, great pasta. :D
@ Bob;
That’s kind of cute. Haha.
Sam- ballon= bottled SOUL!
when i read that first sentence, i held my breath until i read on. lol
I’ll just lick my soul back up :D
THEN WHO WAS BREATH???
What if I’m running? My breath will trail behind me and I don’t want to go back and suck them back up again.
I guess you should never give anyone CPR, as you will be giving them your soul.
I love the short ones.
This is an old one. One of the very first creepypasta I ever read.
I still love it.
I friggen love this, it’s funny and creepy.
xD
the fogged up mirror is sexy
I loled XD alot.
The last part is not gonna let me sleep. Grr I’m going to be thinking about it forever and ever and ever.
Does like your reflection steal part of your soul?
I honestly don’t understand the “Don’t do that.” part.
Will someone explain, if you please?
It suggests that when you breath onto a mirror, part of your soul will become trapped within the mirror.
Liked the story
but does that mean when you kiss someone, and you both exhale, you’re swapping souls?
Hoooooooooly shit, that was one heck of a good short creepypasta!
What happens when steam from a hot bath fogs the mirror?
so what happens if you blow up a ballon or do CPR on someone?
i am a heron. i haev a long neck and i pick fish out of the water w/ my beak. if you dont repost this comment on 10 other pages i will fly into your kitchen tonight and make a mess of your pots and pans
your right, it is a bad idea. Either the mirror or my soul will no longer shut up about my bad breath.
O HAI.
Anywho, it’s old, but it’s still one of my faves. Manages to creep me out. Every damn time.
I am now manually breathing. Fuck. :[
Ahhh my soul is gone. {At least by now it is gone
This is really professional seeming, and well-written. I don’t find it overly creepy, but it doesn’t have to be. It lets your mind run with it. The reader actually does all of the work in scaring themselves.
Major props to whoever wrote this.
shorty… I don’t think you did… this site didn’t exist last year =)
but for real, i’ve never posted this one before… soooooo….
i’ve read this story on here like last year
It turns out that it’s only one entity that steals your soul when you breathe on a mirror. Damn you, Candl-
that scared me for realz *brix* GOOD JOB >:3
Every time you open your hand, a little bit of your soul escapes. Luckily, you almost always close your hand before anyone else gets to it. Almost.
Ever fogged up a mirror with your open hand?
Don’t do that.
I AM AUTHOR?
ME,
I repectfully disagree. “dont do that” suggests a certain amount of knowledge and maybe…. resignition? Like a harbinger almost.
i think it would be better if it just ended with “ever fogged up the mirrior with your breath?” the “dont do that” just ruins it
I is now a living sack of soul-less flesh and bone. yay me!
This pasta doesn’t do it for me because the whole ‘when you breathe your soul escapes’ is like the whole sneezing superstition, which was why people said ‘bless you’ so that your soul didn’t get snatched by the devil.
Furthermore, if you’ve ever breathed out underwater, you know you don’t breathe that same air back in when you resurface. Plus, fogging up mirrors with your breath is too common for me to be afraid anything will happen.
So. Good story idea, but too not-believable for me.
I exhale excessively so now I probably got only 1/4th of my soul left…
Great, thanks for making me nervous about BREATHING!
Awesome past; to the point and disturbing.
i thought this was already posted
this made me have second thoughts about using my breath to defrost a window….
-No bogus second-person instructions about how “you” complete a series of nonsensical tasks that lead to your ultimate doom.
-No overwrought allusions to Judeo-Christian mythology.
-Is actually creepy.
Best 36 words on this site.
As if previous creepypastas about mirrors have not caused my brix to be shat. :[
I like this because of how succint it is.
then who was soul stealing mirror?
Alright, I like this one.
I lol’d.
Does the mirror rip you by any chance?
I heard this one before. Surprised not too many people know about it :p
Heh. Paired with all the creepypastas that say that mirrors open up to alternate universes or dark selves, this is pretty cool. ^_^ Short and sweet — I like it!
Ahhh! I did that last night! ): But it was a window…does that count?
I liked it and I read it somewhere.No phone I’m NOT complaining.
This one was actually pretty good. Short and sweet, or creepy, if you prefer.
Nice one.
Skwirral has the best idea.
I already hate mirrors as is, I managed to scare myself earlier with the mirror on the back of the sunguard in the car, so this uh. This helps.
niiiiiiiice^^ thats 10 seconds of entertainment right there.
Still one of my favorite creepypastas. Short, sweet, and with an ominous ending.
dammit mirrors you hath betrayed me you freak!
okei, win idea for being an hero.
read previous creepypasta, the blood mirror. read this creepypasta. you should see where i’m going with this.
if you don’t…i’m saying, exhale on the blood mirror, just to see what happens.
be an hero.
Wow :P
THEN WHO WAS FOGGED UP MIRROR?!
I will never complain about stuffy masks ever again.
Lawd Jesus…O_o
well, i am officially scared.
thanks
DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! >:3
The moral of the story is DON’T BREATHE!!!
The moral of the story is don’t breathe… Ever.