Photoslash
| Published on Creepypasta.com | March 2009 |
|---|---|
| Length | 379 words · about 2 minutes to read |
| Story level | Micro |
| Reader rating | 4.2/10 from 322 votes |
| Category | Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances |
Sean’s house was covered from head to toe in family photographs. Some from family retreats to Ireland, others showing lost family relatives. Most of these photographs would include Sean in them, so it was only natural that he would look at them from time to time. However, one day he noticed something rather strange about the pictures: His mother seemed to have a red face in all of the photos. Rather shocked by this, he immediately ran downstairs to ask if anyone had done something to the pictures. They all answered no; even his mother, whom was quite worried. Later that day Sean’s mother went to the hospital due to horrific 3rd degree burns caused by a grill catching fire for an unknown reason.
Sean’s father decided to stay at the hospital that night and thought it best to send Sean home with his big brother Thomas and little sister Maria. As Sean walked into the house he caught glance of the family photograph in which he noticed the change to his mother’s face, and found that Maria was not in the picture.
He ran upstairs to her bedroom only to find that she was nowhere to be seen. Alarmed by these strange events Sean called the police. Sean informed them that his sister had been kidnapped and that someone was in his house, possibly vandalising his family’s belongings. The phone immediately went dead, and as Sean went to put the phone down he caught a glimpse of an animal in the corner of his eye. He rushed out of the safety of his room to go and find the beast, but what he found was far worse.
The mangled bodies of his family lie in the corridor in front of his room, their faces frozen in a state that almost makes him vomit. And then it struck him. All the photographs had been removed from the walls, except for one which was a picture of Sean, with his face scribbled out.
The next day his two best friends went to visit him, because he was not answering his phone and was not at school all week. As they arrived, they noticed that the door had been left open. So they let themselves in, and were never seen again.
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The Rake?
This needed alot more body to it. Was good in concept… Fell flat in creation.
This whole thing felt rushed. Like something a friend needs to tell you but they also need to go to the bathroom so they blurt it out really fast. It had potential. But it reminded me of the monster stories I’d write as a kid. A valiant effort though
BUT WHO WAS MOTHER????
It’s like a Goosebumps book….
but worse.
This could have made a good story but unfortunately it was poorly written and there are many timing mistakes… Like “the NEXT DAY his friends went to visit him because he wasn’t at school ALL WEEK.”
The end sounds like my little sister made it.
This had the potential to be a yummy pasta however the ending was highly dispointing.
Ah… the ending kind of killed it. :(
A little rushed at times – neat concept.
Say Cheese and Die, anyone?
…What the DERP! Undercooked, same mistake every pasta makes, TAKE SOME TIME TO COOK THIS! Why would anyone want to eat pasta that hadn’t even been cooked, just soaked in water and then stuffed in a bowl?
Not a bad idea at all. However, badly written, poorly executed, and in desperate need of a vast amount more detail and atmosphere. A shame, because the idea was sound, this one rather deserved better than it got. 3/10 Purely for the idea.
Don’t know what to do with a haunted house?
TRY GOING INTO THE HOUSE WITH A STEREO WITH DUBSTEP ON AND BRING FRIENDS AND A GUN
The only thing in this story that rustled some emotions was the visits to Ireland because I am from Ireland and I exclaimed “that’s where I’m from!”
Don’t worry, Doc had gotten me back in time to save my family from disappearing. To bad I couldn’t save the scribbles on me. I have hardcore parkinson’s now…