Sunburn
I awoke to the sound of my mother in the kitchen. Groggily, I swung my legs out from under the covers, and got dressed in jean shorts and a simple white T-shirt. Then, I grabbed a white cloth off of my dresser.
It was a bandana that I had found earlier in the year, in January. It was in a box at a yardsale labelled “Do NOT Wear in Sunlight”. A funny joke, I thought. I took it to the lady running the sale. She was old and frail. She stared at me. “Don’t wear that in the sun.” I laughed, and bought it anyway. What an old hag. I put it on my head, and tied it in the back. I had never before worn it.
As I walked into the kitchen, my mother said to me, “Darling, go out to the shed and get the hedgeclippers. I need you to trim the holly bushes out front.”
I agreed to do as she asked. After all, she was my mother. So I strode down the cobblestone path behind our house towards the shed. As I neared that old shed, I noticed how hot it was outside. It was so hot outside that the heat was coming off of the surface of the shed in waves.
I pushed open the door – “OW!” I exclaimed. The sizzling door blistered my hand. I shook it off and went inside. Oh, it was sweltering. I immediately broke into a sweat. The drops rolled off my nose and onto the dirt floor of the shed. I wanted to quickly find the hedgeclippers.
As I dug around in a tool box, the sweat on my face started to blur my vision. I wiped my brow, and was surprised to find that the sweat didn’t come off. I passed it off as a trick of the heat, blinked my eyes, and found the hedgeclippers.
I left the shed, only to find even more heat outside. Oh, it was painful, but I had to do what my mother asked, or I’d be in trouble. I clomped to the front yard and started on the bushes.
The sun beared down on my back and arms. Even my butt felt like fire, and I was crouching, hiding it from the sun! My front and face and feet and fingers were all burning too. The heat was immeasurable, intense, and I suffered all afternoon. Every time I tried to wipe the sweat away, it stayed, and got sopped up in my bandana, created a soaking wet veil on my head. And finally the bushes were finished. I quickly retreated inside, and into my room to get clothes. Then I flew into my bathroom to take a shower and clean up.
I gasped at my reflection. Bright red skin stretched over my face and back and front. No tan lines were visible. My whole body was sunburned and the sweat remained unclearable from my visage. I touched my skin. Agony erupted all over my body. I then realized I hadn’t removed the bandana. I tried to pull it off; it wouldn’t come. I tried in vain to rip it from my head, but it wouldn’t budge. On the third attempt, I accidently touched my burned skin. In a fit of pain, I scratched my fourhead. My skin was already peeling.
I took hold of the peeled piece and pulled, eyes closed, for I could sense the coming agony. But it didn’t come. I continued to pull at the piece. Finally it came lose. I opened my eyes and screamed.
My face had been peeled off, and the bandana had come with it. I looked at the bandana in horror, the memory of the box it was in coming back to me. Slowly, the rest of the skin on my head fell off, peeling in slow motion. I watched in horror as the skin on my arms and legs went. Just as my eyes burned, bloodshot were about to fall out, I noticed brownish, smeared words on the bandana, written in blood and sweat.
“I WARNED YOU NOT TO WEAR IT IN THE SUN.”
Credit To: Toni
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Goofy. I liked it.
Really not sure what to think of this pasta. It wasn’t scary just disturbing, so maybe a 1 from me
meh. 6/10
The idea of this pasta, was okay. The descriptive words, sure. But the story overall was absolutely horrible. A simple bandanna cannot cause a person to suffer from extreme heat and get a sunburn all over their body. Yes, creepypasta’s aren’t supposed to be real, but at least make it realistic, make it seem like it actually would happen. A mere bandanna bought at a garage sale from an old woman does not make it dangerous, and neither does the fact about who’s selling it. Plus, peeling off skin from a sunburn can’t take your whole face off, whether it be the skin off the muscles or off the bones overall, it’s just simply impossible. Again, creepypasta’s aren’t real, but even stories such as ‘The Rake’ or ‘Mr.Widemouth’ are more realistic and believable than this one. Plus, if I were you, before sending a story I would check my spelling. And wearing a bandanna outside in the sun can’t just stick it to your forehead, unless somehow there was superglue on it before you put it on. Also I advise you use italics, instead of using capital letters to put emphasis into your words, making them all capital letters makes it seem like someone is yelling, and for the words written in ‘blood and sweat’, note that one, you can’t write in sweat because it’s not visable, and two, putting the written words in quotation marks makes it seem like someone is saying the words out of their mouth, again use italics.
I vote 1/10 for effort
Maybe a severe sunburn could, you never know. But, honestly, you shouldn’t criticize the writer. The person probably was at young age when they wrote this. What if they have like, a fear of sunburn, or a fear of bandanas? .-. Stupid, I know, but… They’re fears.
They wasn’t criticising the author, they were saying what they thought about the story and that’s the idea xx
That moment when the comments get more votes than the story
scariest pasta ever. worse than “DAY OF ALL THE BLOOD” and thats scary. i hope i dont find a bandanna.
Oh god, I laughed so hard
Unbeknownst to the protagonist the bandanna was actually composed of unstable radon isotopes. Thus explaining the heat and why she melted almost instantly.
This is crapppppppppppppp p p p p p pp pp p pp ppp….p..
This was an extremely taned pasta I would say it was overlooked tortellini.
next time wear sunscreen and it will be ok (-___-)
3Spooky5Me not sleeping tonight 666
The fuck did I tell you
It is a nice story. <3
I believe, that it was okay, it’s just, the spices you needed to add to the pasta to make it more acceptable, weren’t there.
So in other words you’ve become a ginger
“… Oh, it was painful, but I had to do what my mother asked, or I’d be in trouble…”
Yep, kid, Mom’s punishment is waaaaay scarier than being scorched under the sun
i hate when this happens
Gross. It didn’t even make sense. I mean, the narrator seems like a complete idiot. If you knew it was going to be incredibly hot and sunny, why wouldn’t you put on sunscreen? Or at least go inside and put on sunscreen.
Who even wears bandannas anymore
Axel Rose when he wants to relive his glorious past, and truly it was magnificent xx
It was interesting, certainly different. Never read anything like it. :)
Great job I loved it! Terrific story :D
Oh
I don’t mean to be rude but…….BOOOOOOOOO! THIS PASTA WAS WAY OVER COOKED! THIS PASTA WAS BAD AND YOU SHOULD FEEL BAD! TERRIBLE!
that was terribly rude that can affect people that my dear friend is called cyberbullying! >:(
The idea has potential. Just needs a better author to execute it. 4/10
I want my bandanna back sweet child of mine!
This reminds me of the short stories in the book, Invasion of the Lawn Weenies.
My expression after reading this:
……Wut? Just….Why? I…..Wut?
This made me laugh.
Not at all scary.
Just drown right disgusting.