The Man Who Lives Above You

The Man Who Lives Above You

ByClarissa
The Man Who Lives Above You: story facts
Written by Clarissa
Published on Creepypasta.com March 2009
Length 402 words · about 2 minutes to read
Story level Micro
Reader rating 8.0/10 from 485 votes
Category Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances
2 minute readQuick Read
Rating: 7.97/10. From 485 votes.
Ranked #2,423 of 5,698 stories#513 in Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances
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How scary was it?

The man who lives above you is the quiet type. How lucky you are to live in an apartment underneath someone so courteous! It seems he never drops anything, seeing as how you never hear any loud thumps coming from the rooms above yours. He is even kind enough to keep the volume on his radio and TV too low to disrupt you. Come to think of it, had you not seen and spoken to him, you would think no one lived up there. Quite a big change from living below a batch of rowdy teens.

He is terribly kind as well. Within the first week of you living there, he invites you up to dinner and offers his services as a plumber in case you have any leaky faucets. The maintenance crew at this complex is awfully incompetent. You can’t have it all, I suppose.

He didn’t even get offended when you told him you were far too busy and didn’t know him well enough to dine with him. He simply smiled, gave you his number, and let you know the offer stood as long as you lived below him.

One night, you decide to take him up on his offer, seeing as how you’re tired of the Hot Pockets your busy schedule allows. You call, uncertain about whether or not he is home due to the utter silence from above, and he answers and invites you to join him upstairs; he has made far too much chicken piccata to eat himself.

You climb the stairs and enter his apartment. It’s impeccable. You’ve already managed to spill some Coke Zero on your carpet. In his six years living there, he has left no stains. Dinner smells delightful. He already has a place set for you, almost as if he was expecting you sooner. Astounded by his kindness, you seat yourself and begin eating.

Almost immediately, you feel a bit drowsy. Overworked, perhaps? He smiles and watches your muscles slowly fail you, the sauce dribbling out of the mouth you can’t hold closed. You start to slide from your chair, you can almost feel the floor meeting your body, but no. He catches you. No sound is made. He carries you down the hall, ever so quietly. You’re growing too unconscious to worry, so rest assured, no one will hear a thing; you won’t even hit the floor.

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Credited to Clarissa.

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201 Comments

  1. I like it. I wasn’t too scared but the end did leave a bit of the creepy aftertaste. I feel like it’s missing something, I just can’t think of it currently.

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  13. Nothing scary, but definitely a creepy story. Good job, there should be more stories like this on the site.

    I predict… comment 20.

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  16. 7/10

    Very well written, but at the end i got that feeling as if i just missed the punch line of a great joke.

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  25. … the person who lives above me is luckily very very loud. Otherwise, I’d be shitting brix ._. …
    Nice pasta, 9/10

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  30. Holy hell. So weirded out I may not even leave the house today. Fantastic story! Wonder where the inspiration came from. :]

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