The Letters
| Published on Creepypasta.com | July 2008 |
|---|---|
| Length | 368 words · about 2 minutes to read |
| Story level | Micro |
| Reader rating | 8.2/10 from 483 votes |
| Category | Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances |
You were out of town for the weekend. When you came back to your apartment, your mailbox was stuffed full. At least 30 letters. Letters with no return address, several of them felt soggy and heavy, as though they were recently wet, or perhaps contained a liquid. All of the letters have your name and address written on them, and many of them had your name scratched all over them in red in. They don’t smell nice, they smell like rotting meat and old garbage and you’re reluctant to take them back to your room, but curiosity gets the better of you. You manage to cart them all back to your room, you dump them in your kitchenette sink because you don’t want them smelling up the rest of the apartment.
You grab one that doesn’t seem damp and isn’t covered with writing, and open it up. There’s pictures inside. Pictures of people you don’t know, with their eyes torn out, teeth missing, unhinged jaws hanging open, throats ripped out. You’re horrified and yet you can’t help but wonder what’s in the rest of the letters. You open more, and more to discover increasingly gruesome photos of dead people. Piles of bodies with limps missing, splayed open corpses on operating tables with their vital organs removed, hanged bodies that have been gutted and bled dry. Some of the soggy letters had blood and other fluids in them.
The more letters you open, the more you notice that not all of the people are strangers. Some of them were people you see at work, others people you went to high school with. By the time you get to the last few letters, the pictures are of the mutilated bodies of your close friends and family members.
Eventually you reach the last letter. You don’t want to know what’s in it, but it’s not like you have a choice now. You peel the letter open, and it’s a picture of yourself. Not dead, eyes intact, no limbs missing. It’s a picture of you entering your apartment building earlier that day, shortly before you collected your disgusting letters.
As you hear a door elsewhere in your apartment open, you black out.
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Goodthing I’m not the one who checks the mail.
Reminds me of “the text message”.
You\’re all stupid. Listen – The story says that the picture of himself shows himself walking into his apartment omgBEFOREomg he had checked his mail. Not WHILE he was getting it. So someone could have taken the picture of him walking in, slipped it into his mailbox before he had gotten there, and then snuck up into the guys closet. And guys, he didnt open them in any order? It just said that as he opened them, he realized that not all of them were strangers, some of them were people he\’d worked with or seen. That could mean after the fourth letter of strangers, he\’d seen someone he knew. It never says anything that suggests he opens them in order. Him not opening a picture of his dead family is simply chance? I mean out of the 30, its not very likely the first he\’d pick up is a family member. So yes, the story makes sense. Go ahead, tell your friends.
WHO WAS OLD-SKOOL ENVELOPE USER??
would have liked this to be threaded out more and with more of a point, has potential though – 5/10
skary
Blowdart to the temple. HNNNG!
BUT WHO WAS LETTERS?
How and why would you black out?
How the hell could he pick up an envelope containing a picture of him walking into his apartment building if the picture was there before he entered the building? WTH.
Why the hell do I black out? Where some of the fluids drugs? Am I going to be killed? What if that door opening is just my room-mate waking up? He has a night job, you know?
You didn’t say I was hit over the head or anything…I just hear a door open and then black out. Ghey.
You hear door open. What you do?
A. Black out.
B. Black more out.
Wow. I dig it. It’s not bad. Though, it’s just like eight million other pastas.
B- for effort. Try something more original next time, yeah?
yep curiosity killed the wierd mail lady xD
This was amazingly creepy.
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Stories with pictures of recent events are scarrrrrry! :D
This was amazingly creepy.
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Nice one, very delicious.
Only bit of a flaw is the perfect order he opened them in, unless he was going by dates? Maybe the first one said August 3rd, then the second was August 4th, etc. But I also don’t get how you would get the envelope of you coming into your apartment in your hand. Did you come home, leave, get your mail, and enter again?
Makes sense, then.
Pretty good.
“Piles of bodies with limps missing”
Good God noooooooo! The horror, the humanity that evil bastard! They must be made to gimp again!
Good Pasta. If my letters stank i’d obvioudsly bin them straight away and if i didnt and opened one the pictures would tell me enough to know to bin the rest and get out of there.
but then.. WHO WAS OTHER FLUIDS?
If I had a bunch of soggy old mail in my letter box that stank, I’d simply bin them.
That, or open them outside. I don’t want my house to smell of rotten shite.
@ 38
Quite.
Any moron that passes out when a killer is entering his home deserves to die.
Other than that, fail. Cause he couldnt have taken the photo and put it in the letter box before he got there.
Boo. How the hell did someone take a picture of you taking the mail out of your box and still manage to get the picture in with all the other mail???
BIG GAPING PLOT HOLE!
Oh wow. What’s the chance of him opening them in the right order?..
i really liked dis one.
nothing like a fresh hot steaming pasta
and blood soaked envelopes
jokes
x
BUT WHO WAS DOOR???
Yeah, this was definitely a better telling of the “photos” stories than most, primarily because the photo of the…reader?…doesn’t show them already dead, which would immediately negate any possible reality in the story. Much spookier this way. :3
MURDERER WAS PHONE!
creepy they need more creepy stories on creepy pasta like this