Latest Creepypasta Stories
Bitter Beings
When my mother was alive, she was quite the storyteller. My brothers and I were constantly told stories of her youth, how she met our father, what we were like as babiesâbut those were never ...
I Took A Job In Northwestern Vermont: Entry Three: The Great Mouser
So Iâve been busy going through the archives and you know, doing my job, so I havenât had a lot of time to type up much. Tall Jim needed to start work shortly after he ...
The Mariner
September 17, 20-- To whoever is reading: Please pardon my recollections and remembrances, as the events that have occurred in the past 24 hours have been the oddest, most appalling, and most confusing that I, ...
Mother Nature Doesn’t Love You Back
My attention is occupied by a nature documentary at low volume. Itâs late spring and raining lightly outside. The narratorâs reassuring received pronunciation introduces tonightâs protagonist, a rare species of desert-dwelling toad. Greg once told ...
The one who writes back
For around three years, I worked as a freelance school caretaker across the UK. Whenever a school was short-staffed or waiting to hire a permanent caretaker, Iâd be sent in to cover the role. Some ...
When I was 8 I Thought there was a bird Trapped in my Garage for a Week.
When I was 8 I thought there Was a Bird trapped in my Garage for a Week. Writing this solidifies something I donât take lightly. It solidifies that I can never have my face associated ...
5 Scariest Anime Characters That Still Haunt Fans
The anime world is vast and full of iconic characters. Some are heroic, some are funny, and some of them look so ominous that they stay imprinted in your mind long after the episode ends ...
The Morrison Farm
My friend Johnny and I run our own general contracting company. We specialize in waste removal and general repairs. We have an absolute work horse mentality. No job was too big or too dirty for ...
The Troubles of Hollow Pines
I am the former police chief of a small town in North Carolina. A town where not much goes on, the department's district is about 3 square miles and I never had more then 5 ...
The Whispers
I keep hearing them. The Whispers. The voices deep within peopleâs minds, speaking their true thoughts. I donât really know when this started. I remember one day just waking up, and hearing the whispers.God heâs ...
The scar eater
âOh, sweet child⊠donât cry. Iâll lick your scars softly⊠nibble at them slowly⊠and finally eat them. Your pain is so beautiful. Hush now⊠hush⊠let me take it all awayâŠâ Even now, from ...
The Woman in the Mirror
Life tends to have its favorites, and I have never been one of them. My sister was lucky to be born first, as life favored her far before I came along. She got most of ...
