Upstairs
When I was a child I lived in a rented two-floor house. Both my parents worked so I was often alone when I came home from school.
One early evening when I came home the house was still dark.
I called out, “Mum?” and heard a voice say “Yeeeeees?” from upstairs.
I called my mum again, and again got the same “Yeeeeees?” reply.
I felt she was calling back at me and climbed up the stairs.
When I reached the first floor I called her once more and the voice “Yeeeeees?” came from the furthest room.
I felt both uneasy, but a strong urge to see my mother, and started to walk towards the room.
But just that moment I heard the front door downstairs open and my mother come in, carrying a lot of shopping bags.
“Sweetie, are you home?” my mother called in a cheery voice.
Hearing her voice made me feel instantly better and I turned back to go downstairs at once…but not before I had a quick glance towards the room.
While I watched from the top of the stairs, the door to the room slowly opened a crack.
For a brief moment, I saw something strange in there.
A pale face, staring at me.
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This one is old, years old…
It doesn’t get better with age either.
I liked it. It’s something that would have made me terrified to answer the voice of any loved one when I was little. Mistaking someone you know for something that probably wants to eat you is always freaky D:
Wasn’t this on Saya?
…fucking kidding me…
Kind of weak, nothing special.
That sucked. Seriously, like, holy shit. Wow. This reads like something that a third-grader wrote for English class around Halloween.
i think this pasta may need some more sauce.
Lol
it was clearly micheal jackson
old pasta is old
Disappointingly predictable.
THEN WHO WAS ROBOTNIK?
also first..maybe?
so? is that all ?
it looks like incomplete if you ask me…
it would have been better if the kid challenged with that pale faced thing in the room, before his real mother show up.
that sucked.
THEN WHO WAS PALE FACE
Wow, could have been interesting.
Oh no a pale face saying yeeees to a little boy!
AHHHHHH!
omg creepypasta is creepy. I think this needs a desert.
FUCK THIS
fairly average
This story fails so hard
LAWL. Enjoy your morning man-milk surprise.
Love. <3
There was absolutely no shock. I knew what was up after the first few words.
3/10
BALLS.
nice one
SO WHO WAS PALE FACE?
I know right
It’s kind of like “Coraline” :)
Not bad, though. :)
wtFIRST also lame
Holy shit, that was Vincent Price!
BUT WHO WERE FACE?!?
Better luck next time.
WHO WAS PALE FACE
lolwut
Firsties!!!!! Wow a pale face that was ur clencher? Brix were not shat!