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Fresh Faces

Fresh Faces

Hi, I’m Seth I’m writing this note, bottling it, and tossing it in the brook by my house Writing helps me keep my sanity Hopefully somebody who still reads will pick it up and come help me It started a month ago I was down in my basement office on my computer watching old Mystery Science Theater 3000 reruns The phone rang next to me, but I didn’t pay any attention to it It was never for me; on the off...[Read More]

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November 9, 2008 Creepypasta.com Apocalyptic and Dystopian, Beings and Entities
Alone

Alone

I don't even know why I'm writing this I can post this in a million different places, it won't matter There's still nobody there to read it Nobody left to hear my story Yet this might be my last chance to do this, so I will The feeling won't go away They're watching They're watching and getting closer every second They can feel my terror And I know they're enjoying it It has been about four months since everyone disappeared And...[Read More]

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November 8, 2008 Creepypasta.com Strange and Unexplained
The Real Monsters

The Real Monsters

When I was a little boy, I was afraid of monsters They always lurked in the dark places where the light didn’t reach It didn’t matter how many times my father shone a flashlight into the dark corners of my closet: I knew, the moment that the light was gone, the monsters would come back And they always did When I grew up, I learned why: the real monsters don’t hide in dark corners and closets The real monsters are the ones...[Read More]

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November 7, 2008 Creepypasta.com Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances, Madness, Paranoia, and Mental Illness
Tug Tug Tug

Tug Tug Tug

You could kick yourself Its the middle of the night--or early in the morning, depending on how you look at it--and freezing cold because you, like an idiot, kicked off your blanket in the night Nearly entirely off the bed, in fact, with only one lonely corner clinging to the edge of the bed Sitting up you take it in your hands, feeling that familiar fear from your childhood: that if you don't find something to cover yourself up, you are...[Read More]

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November 5, 2008 Creepypasta.com Strange and Unexplained
He Waits for You

He Waits for You

As the dead of winter approaches, you may find yourself alone at night, feeling isolated and abandoned in an all-too-empty bed as the night grows ever bleaker Ghastly shadows, dancing across the wall The crying wind battering against your window An ambulance siren in the distance And there's no one there to convince you that you didn't hear those gunshots There's no one there No one there But do not be afraid He waits for you Wait for the moon to hide...[Read More]

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November 1, 2008 Creepypasta.com Beings and Entities, Rites and Rituals
Happy Halloween?

Happy Halloween?

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 -- (couldn't quite find anything worthy of being the halloween pasta, so we're going to the opposite extreme hope everyone has a good night!)...[Read More]

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October 31, 2008 Creepypasta.com Beings and Entities, Dark Comedy, Humor, and Parodies, Rites and Rituals
The Elevator

The Elevator

In a dilapidated office building somewhere in Connecticut is one of the few elevators in the Western world that has a button labeled '13' amongst its choices of floors If you enter after midnight, crawling through the loosely boarded up window on the South side of the building, you will find the elevator doors standing open, with soft florescent lighting and muzak spilling from it, even though nothing else in the whole of the building seems to have power You can,...[Read More]

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October 30, 2008 Creepypasta.com Locations and Sites, Rites and Rituals
Quiet

Quiet

I never saw the ocean till I was nineteen, and if I ever see it again it will be too goddamn soon I was a child, coming out of the train, fresh from Amarillo, into San Diego and all her glory The sight of it, all that water and the blind crushing power of the surf, filled me with dread I'd seen water before, lakes, plenty big, but that was nothing like this I don't think I can describe what...[Read More]

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October 28, 2008 Creepypasta.com Beings and Entities, Locations and Sites, Strange and Unexplained
Holder of Nothing

Holder of Nothing

In any city, in any country, go to any mental institution you can get yourself to When you reach the front desk, ask to visit someone who calls himself "The Holder of Nothing" Should a look of sheer, primal disgust mar the workers expression, you will then be taken to a separate building, which appears to be an old, wooden outhouse Inside will be a seemingly endless corridor far, far longer than the length of the outhouse There will be no...[Read More]

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October 28, 2008 Creepypasta.com Rites and Rituals
Lucky

Lucky

If you're lucky, you'll never know about it Your life will be spent in the bliss that can only come from the ignorance of the dark horrors that scratch and gnaw at the edges of reality You'll never hear the dark whispers coming from the closet; never feel the cold chill creeping along your spine You'll never pause at a turn in the hallway because you know that if you look down it, you'll see something that shouldn't be there...[Read More]

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October 26, 2008 Creepypasta.com Strange and Unexplained