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The Cry



Estimated reading time — 2 minutes

She lay still in the darkness, not daring to make a single sound. For hours she had lay awake in her pitch black room, shivering with terror. She held herself tightly as to not ruffle the sheets which she griped with vise-like strength. She chewed on her tongue as to insure that her teeth not chatter, ignoring the taste of her own warm, salty blood. She dared not make the softest whisper for fear of unsettling the beast which sat in the corner of her chamber. She awoke hours ago to a faint breeze, which tingled down her spine, rattling her core and suddenly was shook by a hot burst of air rushing against her skin. The shock of the chill and sudden burn startled her as she awoke to the sight of bright yellow-green eyes that watched over her that night. For hours now, she had gripped her sheets, depressed on her tongue and has been sweating drops of terror from her skin. She felt the heavy yellow glow press down upon her like a mega-tonne, perversely watching her cower under her soft quilt. She began to grow tired and her eyelids dropped and she was finally at rest for the first time in hours. When she opened her eyes again the yellow light blinded her and without a sound, her demonic intruder was face to face with her; in this moment she shrieked out a primal scream of sheer terror which the creature bathed in with great pleasure, as it seemed to feed on her very fear.

The next morning she awoke perfectly fine as if nothing had occurred that night. She assured herself it was simply a nightmare. As she stood up she realized that the window was open, and in that moment she felt the cold breeze that awoke her last night. That’s when she saw the claw marks which scratched her window frame and ran up and down the bricks of the side of her house. She took a deep breath and prepared to let out a scream like the scream she unleashed that night but, to her horror she was incapable of uttering a single sound. The creature had devoured her voice.

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Credit To – D.J.

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30 thoughts on “The Cry”

  1. You flop between past and present tense way too much, especially considering that it’s done within the same sentence a couple times. Yikes. Several words misspelled and misused. Zero plot.
    “One time, this random creature took some girl’s voice. The end.”

  2. I really enjoyed this pasta, though I feel it could have stretched a little more, and you could have spoken more about the creature and tell us more about it, to scare the audience as much as the little girl is, which you described perfectly well, by the way. It’s a really good story.

  3. Shub-Niggurath(The Third? Okay then.......creepy.)

    This sounds like “Midnight”(Tennant Era Doctor Who). And how many god damn people are using this name? The main name I use online is apparently quite popular here……..

  4. I didn’t really like it. The first part was ok, and honestly I kind of was expecting the “monster” to be the sun, and for “she” to turn out to be a vampire child or something like that – that she would be afraid of the sun…

    Then she woke up and went outside and saw clawmarks and couldn’t scream – and I was confused. Her voice? Why her voice? Did I miss something?

  5. I really enjoyed this story. Maybe because I suffer from continuing nightmares and I know what’s it like to wake early in the morning, wondering if my nightmare was truly nightmare or if it happened. I do like that the monster feeds on fear (like Vours from Simon Holt’s Trilogy The Devouring) and that he stole her voice… Very good micropasta.

  6. I feel like this has been rushed to the extent that any “scary” moment is completely dilute, the whole story felt “listy” and rather monotonous. The concept was something I liked though, despite it not being used to its full capacity.
    Decent potential in this storyline, but a pretty undercooked pasta overall. 5.2 / 10

  7. This wasn’t too bad, just make sure you proofread as this was riddled with spelling and grammar mistakes. Would definitely like to read more though! keep going :)

  8. This was poorly written and words were used incorrectly but it was a great idea for a story. Kind of reminds me of Dead Silence. Add a little bit more to it and you could have a hell of a story. :)

  9. This read more like a writing exercise than an actual story. In a story this short it’s impossible for a reader to be concerned with or even identify with a character that’s merely a pronoun. I do applaud you, though, for not taking the easy path and writing this pasta in a first person narrative as so many others do.

  10. Didn’t enjoy this so much. The fact that a majority of sentences started with ‘she’ really lessens the impact of the story. It’s more crappy than creepy as nothing is explained.

  11. this would a great pasta if you made it longer perhaps built up to the losing her voice maybe multiple encounters were she kept quiet and the dentramental effects to her losing sleep the when she wakes the next morning from screaming her tongue’s gone and people say they hear her voice in the woods wow i just rewrote your pasta for you.

  12. This had potential, but the end killed it for me. Of all the terrifying things the demon could’ve done, he stole her voice? Why would it want her voice? This seemed too Disney-ish to truley be creepy.

    1. I beg to differ. Voice-stealing can be some fuckin’ disturbing shit, man.

      …I take it from your comment that you never saw the Doctor Who episode “Midnight“. It’s actually my favourite episode, I think. Freaked me right the fuck out and that’s kinda hard to do.

      Here you go:
      http://www.putlocker.com/file/5BF5B0152D55245C

      Enjoy. Or… you know, not.

      (Also, Derpbutt, that gif. That is just perfect.)

    1. All right, so I’ve seen that meme alot here, and i’m just curious. What’s with the ‘BUT WHO WAS XXX’ joke?

      1. There’s a parody of creepypastas that goes something like “Guy and girl have sex, phone rings, it’s girl’s father screaming “What are you doing to my daughter”, guy relates it, girl says “but my father is dead” THEN WHO WAS PHONE

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