The Pendant
| Published on Creepypasta.com | July 2008 |
|---|---|
| Length | 193 words · about 1 minute to read |
| Story level | Micro |
| Reader rating | 7.7/10 from 347 votes |
| Category | Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances |
You jolt awake to some noise off in the distance. You look at your red lettered clock: 3:21. You hear it noise again. Someone’s knocking on your door.
There’s no reason to be afraid, you remind yourself, but you can’t imagine any reason why
someone would be up this late. You quietly walk over to the door.
“Hello?”
Knock, Knock, Knock
“H-hello? Are you home?”
Knock, Knock, Knock
“I… Please be home… Hello?”
She mumbles something
“I need your help!”
Knock, Knock, Knock
Also read: Seventeen
You recognize her voice and look out the window. It’s your neighbor, she’s wearing her pajamas and some shining pendant around her neck. She sees you.
“Oh!”
She looks afraid at first, and then puts on a worried smile.
“I.. can I use your phone? I need to come in.”
Why can’t you use your phone?
“Mine is Brok-”
She pauses.
“…I think someone’s inside my house”
You pause for a moment to look at the fear on her face.
When you open the door it slowly dawns on you…
Whoever it is isn’t inside her house, he’s behind her, and what’s shining by her neck isn’t a pendant.
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TWIST. Excellent pasta! I love endings like that.
I don’t like these kinds of stories
Hmm,maybe a shuriken.
A Deastert Eagle.Guns are made out of metal but thats to noticibal.Maybe a shurikan
Whoa. That really creeped me out… Well done!
I think it’s either a knife or a bullet
wow that actually really creeped me out good job :}
ok i know it’s been like a thousand years since this was posted, but why do we have to assume she’s been threatened by something lethal like a knife or piano wire?
i’d go for a chain or a leash and her being more like a “servant” or a familiar fearing not necessarily death but punishment in general. that’s why she corrected her excuse, perhaps.
I thought it might be a small pistol held close to her neck. If a person is dazed from sleep deprivation then it could be mistaken for a pendant.
WHO WAS PENDANT?
Not sure it it’s been said yet, but this is really scary cause this could happen in real life to anybody.