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Typing



Estimated reading time — 3 minutes

Stay calm.

You know, I never actually thought about this, but I really need to type this since typing always calmed me down, even if only slightly. As you suspected, I typed this because, well, I’m feeling kind of nervous for no apparent reason, but I think I know why. I have this weird feeling that makes me want to hide with someone in a corner. Or it could be that I watched one too many horror movies, which god knows has scared the crap out of me. I mean, I just watched ‘Saw’ and it was pretty good until the masked guy popped up and I just jammed my eyes shut.

There’s no one in this house at the moment except for my brother who’s sleeping in his bedroom, door closed. For some reason though, when I strain my ears, I don’t just hear my breathing or his snores, I hear a pattering sound as well. I didn’t quite feel like checking where the noise came from, but simple dismissed it as my imagination. Just to make sure though, I glanced at the kitchen. While I glance though, I can’t help but feel someone is watching me from over my other shoulder; watching these exact words I am typing. I don’t quite feel like moving or typing anymore.

Oh god. The feeling I felt earlier was really bothering me so I turned around, but there was nothing. I swear I saw a piece of cloth fluttering for a brief moment then disappear though. I think I’m going to go type in my room. Come to think of it, it’s quite ironic how I, who absolutely adore watching horror movies, was feeling like this.

Hey why’s it so quiet suddenly? Wasn’t my brother snoring loudly just a second ago? No, he’s probably just stopped snoring. Yea, that’s – holy shit. Holy fucking shit. I’m not getting up. I’m gonna just stay here. If I get out of this chair, it’s going to follow me. It had a fucking pale face with black freaking eyes staring at me from the reflection on my god-damn computer screen. It’s getting dark. But its November now and all, but it shouldn’t be getting dark this fast. I think someone forgot to close the window. It’s kind of chilly. But why was the window open? I’m pretty sure I closed it. I think something’s coming closer. What if it already killed my brother? He’s not snoring anymore. I don’t think I can type anymore. I have to though. If I don’t it’s going to see I’m not doing anything and it’s going to come for me.

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My fingers and arms are growing numb. I’m cold. I’m not getting up though. I think it’s breathing on me. Oh my god it’s beside me. Its head… I’m going to see its head soon. No… I have to keep typing. If I stop I’m not going to be able to stay calm. My chest hurts. It’s getting hard to breath. Oh no. The door is opening by itself. There’s creaking. Something’s reaching over my shoulder. I’m not looking. No. I’m not going to fucking look. Its face is trying to get into my view. Holy shit I can’t breathe. I don’t want to die. No. No. No no no no no. Help. I’m not looking away from the keyboard. Leave me alone.

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Oh. Good.

I hear my brother. He came down and asked my where the cookies were. I’m so relieved. I’ll get back to typing in a minute, I’m going to turn around and tell my brother were it is. I’ll finish typing in a bit. Thank goodness I have a broryuoriawq

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58 thoughts on “Typing”

  1. I liked this story a lot. It’s a nice story that moves along rather quick. It was well written with few grammatical errors. It was easy to understand. I believe someone would read this pasta on youtube for you

  2. ThisIsANameForAComment

    So… did the narrator say Candlejack or something earlier that day? Cause usually, that’s the only time someone doe

  3. Why do they run?

    Well, this is why the only thing I do in the dark is sleep, and even then it’s not complete darkness.

  4. The main character was going to say thank God I have a brother but the monster fake the brother’s voice so he would turn around and look this killing the character while typing brother so it ended up like that.

  5. The_Amazing SAF

    This was pretty good. Was it supposed to be Jeff that was watching him? Other than that, I really liked it.

  6. The Plot Fairy Indeed

    ^u^ I’d say this is a pretty yummy pasta! But I feel like I’m the only one who got the broryuoriawq part though.

  7. Father Litmatch

    Its just another tool. Similar to those who play the candlejack mythos off with saying part of it then stopping as if they vanished. Most likely it was being used to symbolize the typer being drug away or slumping over the keyboard, a result of a slit throat or blade through the heart

  8. The girl was trying to type "Thank goodness I have a brother," but whatever being that was in her home dragged her from her computer. Also I’m guessing that her brother really wasn’t her brother.

  9. Reminded me of Psychosis. Not creepy, not interesting. I don’t understand what some people find so entertaining about reading someone go on and on and on and on and on and on about how paranoid they are.

  10. All you people asking ‘What’s with the broryuoriawq?’
    If you were typing and got ripped away from the keyboard or something along those lines, your fingers would rake across random keys. If you were in the middle of typing ‘brother’ but got ripped away from the keyboard in the middle of it (Hence the bro before ryuoriawq) It would look something like that. So… Does that answer your question?

  11. I think the ending is him getting buttfucked by the monster. Prob something like the grudge that can imitate ppl’s voices.
    BUT WHO WAS MONSTER?

  12. Haha! I really enjoyed this. This is a very quirky little story. I like the immediate-ness of it. It wasnt,”a long time ago..” story. You described the fear well, just as a person talking. I feel that way all the time. ‘Why am I scared if i like horror movies? Stop watching them.’ The ending was without a doubt very great. One critique, (and I’ll forgive the grammar as it fits the brief, in the minute plot) make the monster next time less typical. Surely there are more terrifying subjects then a white face and dark eyes?

  13. This was a good creepypasta.

    …Not really a great piece of literature or anything, but the wonkiness in grammar can be forgiven because it was all justified in-universe. This was also the best “AND THE REST OF THE STORY IS COVERED IN BLOOOOOOD” ending I’ve ever seen. You pulled that off really well, but I was rolling my eyes when I read “I’m just going to turn around and tell him where we keep the cookies” because it was kind of silly.

    Anyway, you get one “bravo, old chap” and three nickles.

  14. Honestly, a very good pasta. The only major problem I have with it is that it seems extremely unlikely a person would continue typing a story while a malevolent alien-like entity were in there home and possibly standing over there shoulders. An justification is given, and while I don’t think it’s quite sufficient, there really is no better way to explain away this problem while keeping this structure. The ending is great

    1. Thats exactly what I thought, especially since the thing could see that she was typing about it- assuming the thing could read

  15. this was pretty good. one of the few stories that got my heart pounding and the ending was good but the story could have went on longer but, overall i enjoyed this pasta.

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