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The Oneirophage

September 27, 2019 creepypasta author 0

In the late ’40s of the last century, after a decade of private research involving experiments with binaural beat brainwave frequencies, extrasensory cognition, and rare extracts of a South American vine, Dr. Tomás Roessner perfected a technique whereby one could actually intrude into the psyche and “see” another’s thoughts. Despite having exhaustively documented his rigorous work, he could find no institution that would even offer CONTINUE READING

Kids in the Dark

September 27, 2019 creepypasta author 0

Growing up poor in the Deep South meant sharing a lot with my little brother, Ollie. Most often, we’d pass toys, clothes, and skin conditions between us. Up until he was six, we even shared a bed. Neither of us was happy about that. It was my tenth birthday when that changed. I got one present that year, and it was a bed of my CONTINUE READING

Darkness in the Rear View Mirror

September 26, 2019 John P. 0

I have always been uneasy driving alone at night. It was worst the first few times, when I had just gotten my license, but the nagging fear has never gone away to this day. It’s disorienting to look into the mirrors and see nothing, and I mean nothing but the consuming blackness of the night. It makes me hesitant to check the mirrors should I CONTINUE READING

Minecraft Herobrine

December 2, 2017 creepypasta author 0

The Minecraft creepypasta is a story about a strange and ghostly character named Herobrine who is said to appear in the Minecraft game. I had recently spawned a new world in single-player Minecraft. Everything was normal at first as I began chopping down trees and crafting a workbench. I noticed something move amongst the dense fog (I have a very slow computer so I have CONTINUE READING

The Tall Man

October 29, 2017 T Man 0

I know of an old Romanian fairy tale, highly unpopular even in its earliest iterations. It might be based on a particular event, or perhaps it is an extrapolation from existing Slender Man stories. The translation I’m most familiar with goes a bit like this: Once upon a time there were twin girls, Stela and Sorina. They were brave little girls and had no fear CONTINUE READING

Jane the Killer

October 29, 2017 creepypasta author 0

On a hot summer night around 4:33 in the morning, as Jeff the Killer took another victim—this time, a young wife, and also leaving her husband with a massive skull fracture as a result of blunt-force trauma, the only one to survive was the couple’s 4-month-old baby that police have discovered crying in its crib. Along side the child, police have found a letter which CONTINUE READING

Go to Sleep

October 29, 2017 creepypasta author 0

He’s just at the foot of my bed. Watching me as I lay awake with that malicious smile. He whispers “Go to sleep,” then slowly descends down, keeping his eyes locked on mine. I’m too afraid to look away until he’s finally out of my sight. I’ve never been so frightened. I hold my breath, I try not to move. He can be on any CONTINUE READING

Jeff the Killer

October 29, 2017 Jeff 0

Excerpt from a local Newspaper: OMINOUS UNKNOWN KILLER IS STILL AT LARGE. After weeks of unexplained murders, the ominous unknown killer is still on the rise. After little evidence has been found, a young boy states that he survived one of the killer’s attacks and bravely tells his story. “I had a bad dream and I woke up in the middle of the night,” says CONTINUE READING

The SlenderMan

October 28, 2017 Josh Dean 0

There it is again! What is that thing?! I can’t take this anymore. It’s like everywhere I go all I see is this horrible, tall, thin and seemingly faceless creature. It’s been haunting my dreams as well ever since I first saw it; all it does is stand there, and watch me. I can’t shake this constant feeling of being watched, it’s like I’m never CONTINUE READING

Dad, there’s a monster in my closet…

October 28, 2017 VITDstories 0

I woke up feeling a presence standing beside my bed, jolting me out of my sleep. It was my son, and it was 2:38am. “Dad, there’s something in my closet. I’m scared.” My wife rolled over at the sound of his voice. “…huh? What’s wrong, honey?” she said, half asleep. “Closet monster, apparently” I said. “Oh, that’s new,” my wife said. “Come here, honey, your CONTINUE READING