That Horrible Thing I wasn't scared, not at first. It was something not all too unusual, really; I mean, you might not have seen something like it everyday, but sometimes those sorts of things are just...there. It was gone soon enough anyways-or so I thought. You see, it- it came back. For quite a while it had simply vanished but then it suddenly turned up again. Probably just a completely different one, right? Right, it had to be. I wasn't crazy or seeing things. My medication was working well; there were no voices in my head or hallucinations, nothing of the usual sort of side effects. But there it was, a third time. It couldn't possibly be a coincidence, it just couldn't.That Horrible Thing1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
That was when I first approached it. The stench wavering off it was so rank my nostrils burned and...it smelled like burnt furniture. In fact, the edges appeared to be blackened at the edges. Maybe that was mold, though, as it held that dusty, soggy aroma as well. Matted and sprinkl
CoppyCoppy2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
You and your team were the first ones to assess the robot. Coppy, it was called. Taking the form of a photocopier, Coppy was designed to be the ultimate advancement in workplace technology. Computer, photocopier, unpaid intern, if Coppy passed the tests, it would be ready to hit the market.
You faced the robot and switched on the on button. The eyes on the top of its head flickered, its eyebrows arched, and the lid—its mouth moved up.
“Hi I’m Coppy! How can I help you today?”It asked in a digital, high pitched voice.
“I have a question,” you responded.
“Great! What is your question?”
“I’m starting a business,” you said.
“Let’s get started!” the robot bounced in its place.
You held out the papers at the machine.
“Can you scan and send these to Barbara?” You placed the papers on the copier.
“I’m always glad to be of help!”
There was a clicking sound. Its eyes rolled to the ba
the darkside has awaken chapter one the feeling'sthis ones was girl who want to be alone but never had enough coward to fight own battle she began to restrain her own abilities but. her scar past haunted changed the girl inside to become a thing will see the light again her name was katie the catgirl.the darkside has awaken chapter one the feeling's3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The MirrorWhen Fran was a child she saw a woman crying in her mirror. She sat upon her bed but when she looked she was not there. When she turned back the woman was staring at her with blood shot eyes. The look on her face was furious. The creepy woman got up so briskly and charged at the glass, her face screwed up in rage her mouth wide open. Fran thought she was a monster. The woman grabbed the chair that Fran’s reflection was sitting on just as she dived under her desk in fear. She heard a cracking noise and screamed for her mother thinking that the woman was trying to escape from behind the glass. Her mother raced into the room and Fran threw herself into her arms.The Mirror5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mommy, mommy let’s go before she gets me!"
"Who’s trying to get you sweetie?"
Fran pointed at the mirror but the scary lady was gone. A long crack that reached from one side of the mirror to the other had appeared out of thin air.
When Fran was sixteen she and her fourteen year old sister were fighting about the
The Sightless SlaughtererI-is this recording? Is it on? Okay...uh...I don't know why I'm doing this...or why I waited so long...it isn't like I want to remember these things but...I feel like others deserve to know. I feel you all at least deserve a warning. But to be honest, I really don't want to talk about this. I wish I could say it was just a bad dream, but then I'd be lying, because the pain I felt was all too real...um...I should...I should just start from the beginning.The Sightless Slaughterer5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
This happened about four or three months ago back when I'd come home from college for Spring Break. Most people my age would probably have gone to the beach or whatnot, but I was eager to get home and see my parents and friends, who I hadn't seen since I left the previous year. It was a fairly small and quiet little community I lived in, I guess you could call it a Mayberry of some sort. Everyone knew eachother and got along like peas in a pod. Crime always seemed to be at a low and nothing really happened, so anytime something did happ
TickThe ticking. It was there constantly. A driving source in my very being. The sound constantly driving into my ears, my brain, my every thought and move.Tick5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tick, tick, tick…
Sometimes I wondered what would happen if it just went away… would I live forever? If time did not exist… would I never die?
Tick, tick, tick…
I looked away from his door, the smell of cheep perfume still pungent in my nose. I wondered who was in there this time. It seemed it was a new girl each week. Good for him I suppose. If only I could get guys to look at me the way girls looked at him. Specifically him.
I sighed and sat down on the couch with Amy, my best friend and the boy in questions sister.
"So who’s he hooking up with this time?" I asked.
Melody rolled her head, which rested on the back of the couch, in my direction.
"Ivy, you really have to get over him already." Her eyes portrayed no emotion other than boredom.
My eyes grew wide at the very suggestion, “I don’t kn
Two sentence horror storySeeing my baby smiling up at me used to fill my heart with joy. That was before they were killed in the car accident that took my sight.Two sentence horror story5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
From Darkness It Was CreatedIt was born a legend; a myth that grew a heart to beat along with the fear. A night-long fog that condensed into a body with limbs longer than steel beams and greater strength than a god. A creature that gorged on the nightmares it created and became the perfect mirror to the monster they all feared.From Darkness It Was Created6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It started as folklore, then grew into a boogeyman that stalked not the underside the beds of lambs, but the forests where, like clockwork, all lost children came to find.
“They say it was born from the darkness itself. That the darkness consumed the nothingness it bore and created something. Hid it in the trees and fed it with itself, growin’ it until it was ready. Ready to eat anything else that came to feed it.
“The moon won’t shine her face on it; and the animals, they won’t enters its den, won’t even move when the moon ain’t even brave enough to watch it for ‘um.
“But see, humans, we’re different, don’t have the sa
SnapI am a 14 year old girl. Recently, when going to sleep, I had noticed this strange vein-like thing at the waist part where there are bones. Well, atleast I felt it.Snap8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I enjoyed kind of, well, dragging my finger across the part. It felt strange. I liked it. No one really knew about this. I didn’t see it necessary to tell them.
One night, I decided to press on it. I liked this feeling even more. I continued pressing on it and on the part the bone ends. I pressed really hard and… It snapped. The vein or muscle, whatever it was, it just… snapped…
Creepypasta- Se7enCreepypasta- Se7en12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
10:00 in morning
Last night, I have to admit that I had a bit of trouble sleeping. Mom said that it's probably because we just moved here, into this huge and unfamiliar new home. She told me that I probably just need to get adjusted to the "new environment". But I have a feeling that maybe that's not the reason I couldn't sleep. Believe me, I can fall asleep anywhere. At school, at church, in the car, you name it. My new bed is extremely comfortable, and my new bedroom just has a very relaxing vibe. I don't think that I couldn't sleep because of the new environment. It's really weird, though. Every time I felt like I was dozing off, it was like something was snapping me awake again. Like a tap on the shoulder, a loud sound, someone flicking on a light switch. But I'd open my eyes, and the room was just the same as it was when I had closed them. No obnoxious brother trying to scare me. No caring mom peeking in the door to check on me. I'd sit up, then lay d
The Beast and the BusinessmanJohn floated through an immense void, unable to control where he was going or any of his movement. He had no way to contact anyone else, and no way to even let them know he was still alive.The Beast and the Businessman17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not long ago, moments it seemed through he guessed he was wrong, as he had been unconscious for at least some time, he had been a traveller. An astronaut, he would have been called in another time, but in his time such things were more common and words like “astronaut” seemed unnecessary. He had been a traveller, moving with his family to another part of the galaxy. They had been travelling through space, moving thousands of light years of space to reach a new home, a new hospitable planet. Many others were making the same journey, along the same route or towards other planets, with Earth rotting behind. His family had been one of the last. Earth was far behind, as was the time it could support them.
He had no idea what had happened then. He recalled putting on the suit as part of a safe
The life, of a gamerAs I sit here, typing these stories. Typing these words you’re reading, I’m being watched. No, don’t look behind you..he’s watching you too. since when? the moment you started reading, He doesn’t want to hurt us..just, don’t turn around. And we’ll be fine. well. You’ll be fine. by the time we get to the end of this story, its very unlikely I’ll still be alive, but, you, at least you’ll be alive to read the story of “him”. So. Here we go...remember..don’t look back..The life, of a gamer18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Small boy, playing with his red toy truck outside a oldstyle farm house, “Vroom Vroom” the boy giggled, “Tommy, come inside, its about to storm” The mother called for her son. He whined in protest “butt moommm, Its sunny out..” She gave him a look, he understood. quickly running inside with his toy. Mother locking the door behind him “Just play with your games and be a good boy” The mother said
Le CorbeauIt was a dark night black as pitch, the sky an inky black, the only light reflected of the large circular disc that is the moon… a night like before, before her death. That night it had been cold as well; the air frigid in the shadowy embrace of the winter darkness. The people had abandoned the streets of Prague for the comfort of their roaring fireplaces, the homeless hidden deep in their holes; I alone walked the dark streets in search of her. My wife. My beloved. My Cecile.Le Corbeau20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Earlier in the evening hours of the day we had a quarrel, one of our usual spats I assure you, but for some reason this one outshined the others. Instead of locking herself in our rooms, as she usually would have, she stormed out of the house and into the night. I, knowing of the threats that lurked in the dark, went after her. As I searched for her throughout the winding twisting streets of Prague a bird, large and black, a crow I thought, blotted out the moon, completely obscuring the silvery orb. &
Rebirth of DeathIt started as an average, slightly foggy, cool day. I woke up around five in the morning, grabbed a pair of sweats, a tank top and some running shoes. I left my small apartment as I started with a light jog towards the Grove convenience store. I arrived there in about ten minutes, but that was when everything went dark; a light prick on my neck. I awoke once again, but I was strapped onto a medical table in a sour milk smelling concrete room. I looked around the room frantically; seeing only one exit and that was the door and barbed meat hooks on one side, hanging next to a broken Icee machine.Rebirth of Death1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
What had me worried was the shadowy, petite form that stalked around the dark. The person who I saw was draped in grungy medical pants, and a blood-coated jacket. It looked fresh, it was the beautiful cherry-rust color and it dripped as if from the mouth of Cerberus', the hellhound, mouth. Their voice was distorted,"Hello, Mr.Kensington. How nice of you to...lounge in this facility. Ripe for the
Vore Legends I She rose from her bed like a reverse in the law of gravity, limply waving her arms in defilement as she moaned with displeasure. The alarm was ringing, as seven 'am' read on the digital screen, one of her eyelids weakly opening as she looked upon the time. It was time to go to school, the worst possible thing she could’ve known at that moment in time. Shannon was unlike most other girls, yes she was svelte and lithe and beyond curvaceous, sporting a head of rich, black hair that tickled her smooth shoulder blades, but she was quite dark at heart. Even as she leapt from the warmth of her bed sheets and walked into the bathroom to clean her teeth, shadows followed her. Shannon had been born with a most unusual gift, to attract the forces of evil from all around.Vore Legends I1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Indeed, she had given her family a lot of unwanted grief over the years, and now as she broke into her late teens, was just about to ready to move out and leave them
HeHi guys, here's another creepypasta I wrote. Enjoy!! XDHe1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Dude are you ready?"
"Ready for what?" I was kind of mad at Jordan for scaring me from behind, but then again, typical Jordan.
"THE CHALLENGE!! ARE YOU STUPID?!" Jordan shouted, as if it were the most obvious thing ever.
"Oh. That. I guess I'm ready." I replied.
This morning my friend Jordan had run up to me with what I thought was the craziest, most insane, and stupidest idea in the history of ideas. We were going to go and explore the abandoned theme park Jordan lived close to. It was more of a circus ground, actually. Jordan moved here about a month ago, and started coming to my school and was in my class. We were both in the 9th grade. I was given the task to show him around, make sure he knew what's what, and etc. We became really good friends. Jordan wanted to go to the theme park mostly because he knew clowns scared the crap out of me and the fact that it was Halloween would make everything at least 50x scarier than n