The Real Monsters
| Published on Creepypasta.com | November 2008 |
|---|---|
| Length | 192 words · about 1 minute to read |
| Story level | Micro |
| Reader rating | 6.0/10 from 293 votes |
| Category | Deaths, Murders, and Disappearances |
When I was a little boy, I was afraid of monsters. They always lurked in the dark places where the light didn’t reach. It didn’t matter how many times my father shone a flashlight into the dark corners of my closet: I knew, the moment that the light was gone, the monsters would come back.
And they always did.
When I grew up, I learned why: the real monsters don’t hide in dark corners and closets. The real monsters are the ones that live behind your eyes, in the darkness of your mind, and it takes more than a flashlight to send them away.
You’ll find what you’re looking for in my basement. She’s still alive, but the others are long dead. (I’ve kept their teeth in ziploc bags in my file cabinet. Maybe you can identify them from dental records.) She hasn’t eaten in days, and she’s lost a lot of blood, but she might still live if you hurry.
All I ask is that you leave the light on when you go. This prison cell is very dark, and I’m afraid that the monsters will come out when you leave.
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Hello. I am some jerk who doesn’t like this website, so I am taking the name of a well known person on this site and saying stupid things to make him look bad.
It is pretty sad that some of you actually need an explanation for this. Good story, anyway.
EXCUSE ME FUND I WANT TO BE HIS HUNNI NOW FUND OFF! Mr.Welldone i love you, your impersonaters wish i love them. i liked this one.
I’d hate to be the police officer, get to the house, and when I got into the basement…
“We’re no strangers to love, you know the rules, and so do I…”
Thank you Dani and Mr. Welldone for explaining it to these nubs…
>_>
I took this story as. When the boy was younger, he believed in monsters but as he got older, he started killing people and he has realized that he is the monster.
He wants tostop the monster but doesnt want to be caught.
And the comment about leave the light on, to me, means that when the lights are out is when he becomes the monster
THEN WHO WAS CELL?
Do want.
Humans can be the scariest monsters around.
…meh =/
DUDE this one creeped me out O.o *brix* awesome pasta
I meant to use : x, but apparently free speech is limited to text. Damn you, simlies; damn you.
@37
Personificators isn’t a word, but even if it was, it wouldn’t have the meaning you’re trying to use it for. It would mean something more along the lines of beings that embody human characteristics of inanimate objects.
Sorry :x
Incase you didn’t notice, Fund, I’m not into women, I’m into cocksucking.
Will there ever be a Mrs. Welldone?
I’d love for me to be yours.
Of course, I could be wrong.
He could be the Fruit Brute. ^_~
When I read the title the first thing I thought of was serial killers but I expected it to be like that older one where all the Hollywood monsters were based off real creatures we saw in our dreams (or something like that.)
I really think this one works well because, like other posters said, you go into it expecting it to be typical pasta, but in the end it turns out he IS a creepy serial killer. It’s alsways so much more creepy when the circumstances COULD actually happen.
Sorry, sNaZzY cHeEsE, but I really do like balls in my mouth!
@ 31
Its alright if the posers want to impersonate Mr. Welldone. Sad, but okay, since it is fairly simple to figure out which comments are from the REAL ‘Mr. Welldone’. Let them keep pretending, I don’t care – I never confuse them with the real deal.
As for pasta, will have to re-read later when I am not on the verge of passing out asleep. Sooo damn tired. Just gotta last two more hours at work, and then I can sleep….
With lights on of course. No serial killer monsters for me, thanks.
MR welldone
u r quite disgusting to b onest
i am 15 and i really think ur language is horrid
i dnt wnt 2 if u like balls in ur mouth.
please dnt let me have 2 read that again fanx
This pasta leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.
@16 Thank you for clearing that up, not for just my benefit, but for the others. If I read another ‘lolwut’ once more, I would personally rip them all to pieces. Eery pasta. Bravo indeed.
Confusing pasta, but tasty nonetheless.
Good lord, all of these people pretending to be Mr. Welldone.
Anyway, this one was very interesting. Took me a little while to understand because I’m rather slow, but I like the concept.
hes a killer. the monsters are in his mind, or rather ARE his mind. hes telling a cop where he kept his last victim. in the end, it turns out the greatest monster of all…was man. duh.
Hello
I would like to say to all my fellow personificators to get a name of their own.
Thanks
Kinda reminds me of Rod Serlings’ Monsters that are in the dark are still there in the light.’
I like balls in my mouth
OH I GET IT HE WAS A CAT
lolwut?
wha?