The Town Of Blanche
| Published on Creepypasta.com | September 2008 |
|---|---|
| Length | 343 words · about 2 minutes to read |
| Story level | Micro |
| Reader rating | 2.6/10 from 3,894 votes |
| Category | Locations and Sites |
If you visit France’s Cote d’Azur in your lifetime, do everything you can to avoid a small town called “Blanche”. I was in the country once with my parents, around 8 years ago (I was 12 at that time; we were on a family vacation), and we found ourselves looking for a place to get some rest and enjoy some of the local color. We were getting really hungry on the road, so it was with some luck that a town, unmarked on our map, rose unexpectedly on the horizon. This was the town of Blanche.
Immediately after we entered Blanche, we noticed that the colors of the houses were darker than anything I had seen in my entire life – it’s not like they were black or grey, they were normal colors for walls – they just look… not right. It’s hard to explain; almost like it was a color that we don’t even have a word for because it’s so dark and strange.
A few minutes after driving around the town, we all began to notice the fishy stench – like a Friday market, except for the fact that no fish were being sold. The people in the town also had a really weird skin tone, almost frostbitten and tinged a deep blue – if I recall correctly, my father said something like “These guys sure look like the sea.” We had originally planned to stay in the town for a while, but my mother and my sister were so disturbed by the creepy atmosphere and the town’s denizens that they insisted that we keep driving and find a different town to stay the night.
When we arrived in the next town, it was like we all gave a gigantic sigh of relief at once – we felt that we were back in normal civilization. However, the people who ran the inn that we stayed at in the second town did tell us some very freaky stories about Blanche – stories that made us really glad that we didn’t stay there…
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I don’t know why this story is rated so low. I really liked it. Just b/c this is a horror story website, and these are supposed to be horror stories, doesn’t mean that the story has to be scary to be good. “Blanche” is not scary, and looks like an empty gift box, waiting to be filled in with juicy items. But what’s there was really entertaining. 9/10.
the ending was..well…rather sudden.
I wasn’t planning on sleeping anyways…
You should tell us the stories the people in the next town told you about Blanche.
Congrats, This is the Lowest rated Pasta on the whole website…
Sure, ok, yeah, tell us the boring experience you had instead of the interesting fucking stories.
Shit’s like watching a movie, which is 2 hours of a character watching a better movie.
More like 2 hours of a character talking about all the better movies there are to watch, without actually giving details about said movies, nor showing any footage from said movies. Sorta like a Youtube vlog.
“almost like it was a color that we don’t even have a word for because it’s so dark and strange”
TFW Blue
I am either too stupid to understand this Pasta, or the Pasta is too stupid to be understood. :I
Hehe. Smelled like fish… Hehehe.
“These guys sure look like the sea.”
I completely lost my shit.
Why is that so funny? Am I the only one who laughed at that for like, 5 minutes?
THEN WHO WAS DEADFISH!
Seriously, this made me appreciate every other pasta out there that are freshly made.
Gorden Ramsey would be shitting himself if he new this was not fresh pasta but pasta made and frozen last August.
Racist.
Whats wrong with my smell, asshole?
“This one time at bandcamp…”
Congrats sir! You have made the worst creepypasta ever
The sad thing is this has all the components of what could make a great ‘Pasta or even a great novel, but it’s all wasted.
if this ever gets remade by the creator i hope to god the story isnt just undetailed and outstandishly fake sounding.
No wonder is the lowest rated story XD
This sounds like something a hipster would write. My friend, if your dream is to be a writer, you’re in the shit.
This Creepypasta was just no.
It had some minor potential but it wasn’t really creepy.
It doesn’t even deserve to be called a “creepypasta”.
A town that smells like fish, excuse me while I shit bricks.
Ugh…
Sounds like a cheap rip-off of Stephen King’s story Crouch End…
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crouch_End_(short_story)
It feels like one of those Candlejack stories and a WHO WAS PHONE? Story mated and had one ugly chi
“…they just look… not right.”
Sorry, but, this kinda sucked. Maybe continue and repost?
Still a better story than Twilight.
The part that scared me most was when nothing happened.
How To Make A Story Like This:
1.) Use A Random Place You’ve Been That Your Paranoia Led You Into Believing It’s A Scary Place
2.) Next, Here’s The Best Part, MAKE NOTHING HAPPEN.
Congratulations for having the lowest rated pasta on the website, pal.
Silly. Needed more development and reasoning. It just wasn’t very scary. Or creepy. At all.
This story should be deleted, the worst in creepypasta history ever!!