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The Girl In The Picture

Estimated reading time โ€” 2 minutes

One school day, a boy named Tom was sitting in class and doing math. It was six more minutes until after school. As he was doing his homework, something caught his eye.

His desk was next to the window, and he turned and stared outside. It looked liked a picture. When it was home time at the school, he ran to the spot where he saw it. He ran fast so that no one else could grab it.

He picked it up and smiled. It had a picture of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She had a dress with tights on and red shoes, and her hand was formed into a peace sign.


She was so beautiful he wanted to meet her, so he ran all over the school and asked everyone if they knew her or have ever seen her before. But everyone he asked said “no.” He was devastated.

When he was home, he asked his older sister if she knew the girl, but unfortunately she also said “no.” It was very late, so Tom walked up the stairs, placed the picture on his bedside table and went to sleep.


In the middle of the night Tom was awakened by a tap on his window. It was like a nail tapping. He got scared. After the tapping he heard a giggle. He saw a shadow near his window, so he got out of his bed, walked toward his window, opened it up and followed the giggling. By the time he reached it,
it was gone.

The next day again he asked his neighbors if they knew her. Everybody said, “Sorry, no.” When his mother came home he even asked her if she knew her. She said “no.” He went to his room, placed the picture on his desk and fell asleep.


Once again he was awakened by a tapping. He took the picture and followed the giggling. He walked across the road, when suddenly he got hit by a car. He was dead with the picture in his hand.

The driver got out of the car and tried to help him, but it was too late. Suddenly he saw the picture and picked it up. He smiled. He saw a cute girl holding up three fingers…

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147 thoughts on “The Girl In The Picture”

  1. I’ve heard many stories with this premise. The grammar is pretty weak. Frankly, I would’ve found it more interesting if the boy appeared in the picture with the girl. It would’ve been an expectable twist, but a better one that was actually given.

  2. CreeperEatsPasta

    I have seen this type of pasta before. What happened was a girl bought a doll that had something like six fingers on one hand, and the doll killed off the little girl and her mother. After that, there were eight fingers on the doll. The girl had been warned fairly. She didn’t listen… Anyway, this pasta is good. It just needs a little work. I kinda want to know what happens when she gets to victim number six. The beginning was okay, the middle needed a ton of work, and the end was bland. Overall, not a very scary pasta. 5/10 is my rating for this pasta.

  3. so if you hit someone but saw a cute girl in the picture you will just smile and totally forgot you HIT a person??

  4. Hey…. I really love this one.

    I’d like to make a short noncommercial movie based on this story. Could anyone tell me who the author is? I’d like to ask him for permission.


  5. Ok this was ok at the begging but at the end when the fingers changed that wasn’t a bad ending but still needs work on it. If you put more tension in it would amazing. All you did was say the same thing over they said no. He got hit by a car. Put some interest into it!!!

  6. I’ve heard this concept before, except it was with a doll. I liked this new portrayal, except it needed a little more scare factor to it. The way it is written could also use a little work.
    Overall: 7/10

  7. Lucy…. I’m in the kitchen….
    Lucy…. I’m on the stairs…..
    Lucy…. I’ve killed your brother….
    Lucy…. I’m at your door….

    Who remembers this as the original campfire story….?

  8. you need to put a picture of THE RAKE the story is not that scarey unless you have looked on THE RAKE i was in the woods hunting wen i was hedding to the truck wen i had my phone out going to take a pic of my deer in the headlights i sol THE RAKE i went in the truck and went home but my friend was in the woods the nex day he was dead that is my story THE END???

  9. i didn’t get it at first, but then my friend said “she had two fingers held up first, and then when the boy died, and the driver found the picture, she had three fingers held up.” … Ohh! now i get it *face palm* Very good twist at the end.

  10. This story reminds me of a clown doll story I tell my friends. I honestly dont remember where i heard it from but it reminds me of it.
    A little girl find a clown doll at the store, so her mother bought it for her. The clown holds up a finger for ech victim, then at 5 victims he points to the little girl and chases her with a knife then kills her.

  11. apocalipserider101

    I know I heard this on other site.It was a bit shorter,tough.Without all the questions to the neighbors.BOO.I liked it.

  12. @LittleMissCreepyPasta
    No. Everytime somebody new is dead after finding the girl’s photo, one new finger in the photo is held up. Counting deaths.

    Anyway, tasty pasta, I thought. I absolutely loved the ending. (:

  13. LittleMissCreepyPasta

    I thought it was funny, he said she was making a peace sign but she actually had 3 fingers. He was almost blind or something and and didn’t notice, then he got hit for the same reason lol

  14. ROFL @ Flea!

    I was going to type up a paragraph about the guy smiling at the end, but Impulse summed up exactly how I felt.

  15. Kid: \"OMG A PICTURE!!! I MUST HAVE IT!\" -Waits until school gets out.- \"I have to get that picture I saw! I don\’t know why, I just want a random picture I conveniently saw lying on the ground!\"

  16. Well the concept was good but it failed in the end when the guy smiled. He just hit someone with his car! There’s no way a sane person would smile in that state of panic. Totally killed the mood.

  17. …Heh. If she counted in Binary, then she would eventually be giving the person viewing the picture the finger

  18. “When it was home time at the school.”

    That is the oddest wording I’ve ever heard. Good idea, bad presentation.

  19. @Richard, come on, of course its not a true story, and to say that it doesnt make sense it stupid because it does, i liked it, what doesnt make sense is why you would tell us you are 55 years old, married with 2 kids and live in new york?? who cares?

  20. Hrmmm… I think I would have really liked it if I hadn’t heard a similar story from my little brother. It was basically the same, but with a little girl and a hippie doll. Pretty well written, though.

  21. I am 55 years old, I live in New York, and I have a wife and two kids. This doesn’t make sense to me. The ending could have been better with “he saw a cute girl holding up one finger.” That would have been a better ending in my opinion.

    There is also no way this story is true. If this story were true, who is the person stalking the first guy? Then how does he conveniently find the second guy as well? This story does not make sense.

  22. Sadly, it took me to the very end of the comments to figure out why people were talking about numbers…
    I wonder who was first, and why they weren’t lying dead in the place where the boy found the picture…

  23. After her tenth kill she could start counting in binary! With ten fingers that’s 1023 kills! That would certainly take a while… And if she’s willing to use her feet as well, she could kill 1048575 douchebags!

    Oh, the possibilities are endless!

  24. I heard something just like this once-

    There was a blonde taking a walk who found a burnette on some train tracks, just jumping up and down and chanting ’41, 41, 41, 41…’ over and over.

    The blonde asked her what she was doing a few times, and then jumped up onto the train tracks and joined the burnette.

    A train come thundering down the tracks and the burnette jumped off, leaving the blonde to get hit.
    The burnette jumped back on immidiately after the train left, and began to chant: ’42, 42, 42, 42…

    The way I say it, it doesn’t sound very much like a dumb blonde joke… ;-_-

  25. The reason why this needs to be re-written is it includes a lot of bullshit that adds pointless information to the story. It takes focus off what you’re supposed to be paying attention to and draws attention as well to shit you don’t even need to read. It’d just be better if it was shorted overall and included less crap.

  26. Creepy story, but I laughed out loud when it said ‘he smiled’. “Yeah, I just drove over and killed a kid, but awww, what a cute girl.”

  27. O_o
    not well written but it scared me
    also, why would the driver pick up what was in the kids hands? =\
    i certainly wouldn’t
    and i agree with The Joker hehe

  28. What the hell is wrong with kids today?

    In my day, you heard a tapping at your window followed by a giggle, you armed yourself!

  29. I would pick it up and masterbate on the girl’s face. No one else would pick up the picture if they notice theres jizz on it. Problem solved.


      -_______- I may be devious, malevolent, and I do tend to come up with some pretty evil plans but… I AM DEFINITELY NOT A “HARLOT”!

  30. Greetings, Mr. Welldone.

    I emphasize ‘freedom.’

    You fall to another punishment.

    Become a different kind of victim.

    Heed the siren’s call, reader.

    A fantasy creature?

  31. Hello, Anon.

    With this particular occurrance, there is no eleven, no twelve, no thirteen, no fourteen, no fifteen, no sixteen, no seventeen, no eighteen, no nineteen, no twenty, and no twenty-one.

    There is only freedom.

  32. Only problems I can see are fairly bad writing and the obvious question of what would happen after her eleventh victim. Either that one or #21.

  33. Hello.

    Perhaps what would frighten most more is that such pictures and other relics of this kind are numerous and much slower to take effect.

    I daresay many carry such a relic with them even now. Especially those reading such things as this.

  34. Hehh… reminds me of a joke my father used to tell me:

    A man, while wandering by an insane asylum, hears the inmates inside the yard–on the other side of a large, obscuring, stone wall–chanting, “Thirteen! Thirteen! Thirteen!”

    Curious, he pauses and tries to strain to make sure he’s hearing it right. As he’s listening, he notices a chink in the stones that make up the wall, and decides to see what could have made them all so excited.

    He looks into the hole, which just so happens to be at eye level, and suddenly recieves a poke to the eye from a dirty finger.

    As he’s reeling back in shock and mild pain, blinking it away, he hears the crazies take up a new chant, “Fourteen! Fourteen! Fourteen!”

  35. Nice concept, but some of the stuff in the middle isn’t really necessary. (someone was on /x/!)


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