A Few Short Scary Stories
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“Katie who was thrown back but still carried away by the creature silently into the darkness to their right. Tyler turned in horror slowly towards Paul who also saw what happened clearly. They knew behind them as not possible nor left or right from where the creature came and disappeared from. Only straight ahead once again.
Ran they went. Fast and never stopping. They soon stopped to catch their breath. Tyler was talking with Paul about the recent events.
"What the hell is going on?!," Paul said in fear.
"I don't know! Let's just go!," Tyler nervously said.
"Okay but firs-," Paul tried to say.
Cut short was Paul when a blade of bond flew from behind Tyler's eyesight. The creature stood up and turned.
“Tyler was running by then. He saw the door and pulled it open. As he was about to repace towards the car, a blade of bone pierced his stomach and pulled him in. The door slammed and stayed closed.
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Teresa soon came back in her car. She saw the car was still there and thought it was odd. She was about to go in to see them when she looked up to see a face of Tyler. Next to was a red font sign in rough handwriting 'They tried to leave. I chopped the visit short and I would suggest slashing any ideas of coming in and cut and run.'
So their demise became another urban legend of the old house of Slash Ridge. Until someone else comes along to try and disprove their legitamency.”
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Do people want more or should I stop and let it sink through the pages.
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More please!
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More I beg you
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Very entertaining. I need more!
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That thing has been there for almost a week. The figure in the window. It looks featureless, only skin on a human frame, and it's pressing itself against the glass somehow I don't know now it got there and I don't know how to get rid of it.
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At first I thought it was a prank, a doll or mannequin that some jerks out there to scare me. Bit I realized as I walked out of my house to pull it away...it wasn't here. I shrugged it off thinking that someone had hidden it while I was walking through my for, but I went back in and looked out that same window and it was looking in, staring at me.
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The thing is hairless and naked, and it didn't look like it actually had eyes or even a face at all. Bit it's head turned towards me when i enter the room. When I sit on my computer, I can feel its faceless hatred boring into my neck, but when I turn around, it's innocently turned in a different direction.
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Finally on Thursday I tried to open the windows but its stuck. I think the things hands are keeping it down. But I got a good loon at its face. It's eyes and mouth are behind the skin, pushing outward.
It stared at me, smiling.
Of course, I screamed.
I pulled back a fist and smashed it into the glass, determined once as for all to get rid of the glaring monster. I know I'm strong enough. That glass should've cracked. But it didn't.
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It just shuddered under my hand, but it didn't breaks and that smile just got wider and wider, until I thought its head would break in half. Jr raided its own band and bashed the window with its palm. It was mocking me. Bit I saw the faintest crack begin to appear where it had hit, and I backed away. No way did I want that smile in the same room as me.
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So I got a roll of duct tape and I started covering the window. J cld t loon directly at it; I nearly shot my pants knowing it was watching me. But I couldn't help it. I took a quick glanced at they skin covered face. A small peak.
It was angry.
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That grin was now a gaping frown full of teeth. The skin had ripped away from its mouth and I could see down its cavernous throat. A menacing rumble started to fill the house, and that hairline crack began splintering like ice. I pulled down the duct tape. The rumble stopped, the split skin healed over, and it began to smile again. Now it's night, and the sound hasn't started against there are no sounds, no rumble, no cracking glass. Everything's quiet now. I can feel its claws gripping the back of my chair. I can hear its skin stretching as it smiles.
It's watching me type
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Aaaaargh! Dude stop! Stop! I'm scared! Lol.
Seriously though, you have some weird-ass stories.
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Keep it up dude! We need more stories 😝
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so should we just put creepy pasta in here or what?
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Ghetto Monstazz wrote:
Somes creepy pasta, some OC.so should we just put creepy pasta in here or what?
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ᏟᏞᏫNᎬ wrote:
Well give us more, dammit! LolGhetto Monstazz wrote:
Somes creepy pasta, some OC.so should we just put creepy pasta in here or what?
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ᏟᏞᏫNᎬ wrote:
i strongly recommend the creepy pasta titled "no end house"Ghetto Monstazz wrote:
Somes creepy pasta, some OC.so should we just put creepy pasta in here or what?
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Ghetto Monstazz wrote:
Oh god that's creepy. I would love to post it here but sadly it's way too long for a short story thread. Sorry.ᏟᏞᏫNᎬ wrote:
i strongly recommend the creepy pasta titled "no end house"Ghetto Monstazz wrote:
Somes creepy pasta, some OC.so should we just put creepy pasta in here or what?
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Post it anyway!
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A Lift Home
One day at a shopping mall in the after noon, a woman was coming out of the mall from a shopping spree. she was in a very happy mood. she had gotten to her car and loaded her stuff that she had bought into her trunk. when she was done loading, she shut the door of her trunk and she saw an old lady standing by the passenger side of her car. -
the old woman said, "would you be a darling and give me a lift home? i dont have a car and ive been walking all day." the woman said "sure id be happy to." so she unlocked the door for the old woman. as she started to make her way around to the drivers side, she started to feel uncomfortable. so when she got in the car, she looked in her purse and said "damn i cant find my credit card. im going inside to see if anybody found it." the old woman said "ill wait for you here."
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the woman left to go look for help. then she found a security guard and told him the situation. they went back to the womans car and the passenger door was wide open. on the seat of thecar was a shopping bag that the old woman had been carrying. inside of the bag was the old woman's dress and a gray haired wig, along with a butchers knife, a video camera, and a roll of duct tape.
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my apologies for any words not being capatalized or the lack of apostrophes. im currently typing from the bluetooth keyboard so there is no autocorrect.
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clone, another story you might be interested in is called 'psychosis'
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*shudder*
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Guh... Creepypastas er'rywhere. Well, can't say it's not enjoyable. And Ghetto, clone's right. "No End House" is a long ass creepypasta. Better than "but who was phone?", though.
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Nightmares aren't real. Right?
I was running down the hall. I didn't know what was behind me, I just ran. I could hear it panting and laughing maniacally. I took a quick look back as I ran forward, and I saw nothing. I turned forward and suddenly I was staring something in the face. Some weird creature. It was all blak and seemed kind of a ghost but made of black goo, with glowing yellow eyes and a gaping mouth glowing green. It reared back, sunk its teeth into my neck-
And then I woke up.
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I visited my psychiatrist that day. I've been visiting him a lot lately due to this dream. It's a recurring dream I've been having almost every night. It's really been bothering me and I've lost so much sleep over it that its affecting me when I'm not sleeping. I tell him the usual stuff, he suggests the usual reasoning methods, and then both of us call it a day and go home.
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