Sphinxes: your worst nightmare!I was walking the street when the sun started to set. "It's getting late" I thought. Suddenly I felt like I was being watched, their eyes burning into my back. I spun around, expecting to find someone behind me. Yet, no one was there. I picked up my pace, hoping to make it home before the sun completely set. Then out of nowhere a low deep growl came from behind me. I whipped around to see three sphinxes. My heart pumped so hard and so fast that my chest hurt! I backed away slowly, then burst into a mad sprint! I looked behind me to make sure sure they weren't following, and they weren't. I was curious but at the same time.......relieved. And that's when they attacked, fear swept over me like a blanket. My legs pumped harder but I no longer heard them behind me. I slowed to a stop. I needed to see what they were doing. They were just standing there staring at me, their eyes cutting deep into me. I froze in fear, my breathing heavy and my heart beating fast. Then I realized they weren'tSphinxes: your worst nightmare!15 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Don't Turn Off the Light (Creepypasta)It was the end of July. Casey and I were up at camp Elkanah. It was the middle of the night and she really had to go to the bathroom, so I woke our leader and she let us go together to the restroom building.Don't Turn Off the Light (Creepypasta)12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Come on!" She hissed to me, grabbing my arm and tugging me towards the old structure.
"I don't see why you didn't just go before we got into bed." I growled, irritated that she had woken me up.
"I didn't have to go then!" She whined. "Now I really do! Hurry before I wet my pants."
By the time we made it to the restrooms, I was really ticked off. We flicked on the light switch and Casey dashed into one of the stalls.
I spent what felt like a half an hour leaning against one of the walls, tapping my fingers against the counter. I never heard anyone come in or out, which I should've as Casey was abnormally quiet as she did her duty.
"Finally!" I let out a slightly exaggerated sigh when Casey came out of the stall and started to wash her hands.
She rolled her eyes and looked at me, op
Brought by the Storm (page3)Brought by the StormBrought by the Storm (page3)54 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
With the calm in the weather, the town rested until dawn. The following day, the residents emerged to resume activities and some discovered the wreckage or fragments of wreckage en route to work or taking kids to school. However, the storm walker was still undiscovered. In fact, he orbit re-emerged at town limits, in the opposite direction of the strangers. The walker was about 8 feet tall, erect like a humanoid but had no physical structure similar to ours. It's form was mostly energy, electrical and psychic energy, that bundled into a visible shape. The eyes were merely apertures through which the energy concentrated and guided the form. I cannot say that it saw anything. It's path of destruction decried lack of sight. As it moved, it both attracted and discharged electrical energy. What it hit was immediately damaged, much like a huge bolt of lightning would do.
During the day, the energy of the walker was lower; so, it found a place to repose and await i
Alex and the new house "what!?" my friends said at the same timeAlex and the new house 6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"what do you mean your'e moving?!"
"my family found a new house in the country and said it was the prefect place where i can enjoy nature and stop being around technology."
"that's crazy they can't take you away from us."
"yeah they can."
"Alex we have to do something about this."
"it's too late, they already bought the house and we have pretty much everything packed... were moving on Satarday."
"WHAT!? we were gonna go to the mall and buy some new clothes on Saturday."
"i know.. i'm sorry i'll really miss you guys."
Selena glomps me and starts crying
"I'LL MISS YOU SO MUCHH ."
" i'll miss you too."
"hey i wanna hug Alex to."
Haley hugs me as well
" i'll miss you guys so much."
"we will too."
"hey i gotta go home and pack the rest of my stuff i'll see guys you tomorrow."
" we'll text you later."
i arrive at my house the place is practically gone, i go into my room and start packing up the rest of my stuff when i get d
Le Cirque De Mascarade: The Masquerade CircusLe Cirque De Mascarade: The Masquerade CircusLe Cirque De Mascarade: The Masquerade Circus10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
by: Michaela Seabrooke
You wander through the large gate seeing multiple black and white stripped tents with sparks of red seen on the tents or in the air. You look around eyes filled with wonder. You then see multiple platforms on one of them lies a young woman with dark brown curly hair and deep green eyes. Her name is Samantha Alisdair, she appears to be dressed in a black gown with white tights and black ballet shoes, but beyond these shoes lies sharp knives. She also has a black lace masquerade mask over her face. She dances upon the knives, creating sparks as people watch her and applaud. She continues to dance she then looks directly at you. You shiver You begin to hear soft orchestral music even though you know there is none in the air. She smiles softly before jumping off the platform and landing in front of you. You then noticed a bonfire in the courtyard. She smiles softly and dances around you before she whispers in your ear "Ma
broken hearts, broken dreams, broken glass I stared at her for a long time through the thin piece of glass. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail and was resting on her shoulder. She wore a red jacket and the loneliest frown. She was a beautiful girl, but she didn't know that. She stared back at me, her chocolate eyes shining from the only light source of the room, the moonlight from the window. I held my hand up to the glass and she stared at it. If I whispered her name, Hell would break loose. Her gaze had a cloud of misdirection over it, the tint blue. The more I studied her, the more I hated her. Some feeling began to grow in my gut. Her eyes narrowed and she turned slightly away from the glass. She hit the glass lightly, as if challenging me. I felt a spark in my heart, and watched her soft lips turn into a small smirk. Did she know how I felt about her? I could feel chill bumps grow on my legs, and my palms itched. I lifted my sleeve slightly and ran my fingers over my wrist, feeling the bumpy, rigid scars. I gbroken hearts, broken dreams, broken glass12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Brought by the Storm (page2)Brought by the StormBrought by the Storm (page2)1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Failing to find either the storm walker or a valid witness, the councilors returned to the spot where they found the original witness and intended to release him; but he had vanished. They agreed to return home and forget about everything.
The reading room of Clifford Rogers
In his reading room in New York, archaeologist Clifford Rogers was studying a text given to him at his office in Smithsonian Institute, Washington, D.C. He was thoroughly engrossed in it until his young and charming wife and aide Puabi entered. She had been looking for him.
"Clifford! Beloved, there was a strange report on the television tonight."
"What was it about, darling," he asked, looking up into her small, tender face.
"Some town outside had a sudden storm. But moreover something strange emerged from the storm and apparently rampaged. Nobody was hurt but hardly anyone noticed."
"Hmmmm. You're right, darling. That sounds very odd indeed."
"Will we investigate it?"
"Only if they sum
The BasementSiggy was sitting in his room minding his own business, and working on a new sketch for his growing collection of artwork on his laptop, when all of a sudden his best friend Cookie burst right through the door.The Basement5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“SIGGY!!” She called with excitement and practically tackling him off of the bed. Siggy was surprised by this sudden outburst of excitement from his friend who usually quietly knocks, before immediately saying ‘let’s fuck’.
“What?!” He yelped with a hint of annoyance. She got off him and smiled sheepishly.
“I’ve always wanted to do that.” she then laughed at his facial expression. “You should see your face, Soggy!”
“Well then” Siggy got off his bed and strutted beside her, with his muzzle held high. “If you need me, i’ll be in the kitchen getting a glass of water.” he flicked his tail and tickled her nose. She sneezes and falls over. She turns around wide eyed and quite a
Treihomin Part 8"So how long did you know that she was The Master of Three Domains was Magir Yolad Popri Bambina?," asked the lady who pretended to be my mother.Treihomin Part 810 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Munin simply replied, "I actually had my suspicions, but I couldn't be sure. So I decided to take human form, and keep tabs on her."
"That makes no sense!"
"What do you mean?"
"We made sure, that no one would know about him! So we blocked his very essence! All anyone would notice was a little girl!"
"I admit, you blocked his status, even from himself. That is where you made your mistake. You see, by hiding him from himself you inadvertently gave him slight mannerisms."
"Yes. Subconcious mannerisms."
"But I knew you since I was five and I didn't have those dreams until a week ago!," I said in shock at this.
Munin then replied, "Yes. That is true, but there are other things besides dreaming. Things that could be linked to your third eye."
Suddenly it came back to me! There were certain times, when I had var
Lone survivor Chapter 2The town of Clearwater had no residents a little over two decades. There was almost a constant downpour and it was a tourist attraction to the surrounding cities.Lone survivor Chapter 211 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Legend had it that there were ghosts and you had to get in and out at certain time or they'd rip you to shreds. Supposedly, the ghosts were a vengeful family they had missed an evacuation of the town.
The town had once had toxic chemicals released from the natural resources that lay underground that emitted every few hundred years. As of now they were dormant. Unfortunately, the Hirn family had bit been so lucky.
They didn't even have a land line when the evacuation had gone under way and they also lived on the outskirts of town. So the day the toxic fumes came into the surface the Hirn family died from the poison and lack of oxygen.
I did all of my investigating before my camera crew and I went to the town of Clearwater. We had done other supernatural investigations but this had a more sinister
Watching me.I caught him staring at me.Watching me.12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm sure of it. But, why? I clutched my purse before daring to peeked up from my side of the shopping isle.
My eyes met his, and I froze. I could only stare back, afraid and unsettled. My hear sank into my stomach and I quickly looked back down.
'Why didn't he look away? I mean, isn't it normal to look away?'
Looking back down I grabbed a few bars of chocolate and made my way to the cash register up front. My feet tapping loudly against the hard floor. Setting my items on the counter I reach for my wallet, taking a side glance back, feeling my breathing pick up as I saw the man still been staring at me.
'He was bold, if he had been interested in me, why didn't he speak up?
Either way, I could feel the hairs on my arms stand up.
Watching the other woman working at the cash register, I decided to lean in and ask, "Is that man still staring at me?" My voice was but a whisper, but I had her att
SMT 4 Creepypasta attempt - Alice - FINAL…..My name is Flynn… I am a Samurai of the Eastern Kingdom of Mikado… And this may be my last message to anyone who finds this…SMT 4 Creepypasta attempt - Alice - FINAL17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I am recording this on my Gauntlet…. I’ve heard some refer to it as a Demonica, or Demon Summoning Program. It is a device that, true to its name, allows the user to wield the power of demons from various mythologies, legends and fantasies, simply by summoning them…. I had intended to use this device for good… but I made a fatal mistake… I don’t have much time left… Eventually, SHE’s going to find me…
One of the Demonica’s functions is to fuse multiple demons together. I used to take advantage of this and create powerful demons to summon…. Devils, Gods, and everything in between…. But there was this one demon that stood out from the rest.
Her name was Alice.
The Demonica classified her as “Undead”, but her profile said little else that was clear….
Brian“Your name is Brian.” Those are the last words I heard from the last house I was at. Now to head to “that” house. I am sure this is the house. It only took me 46 seconds to pick the lock on the door, and get inside the house. I'm hiding in the shadows. The house looked like any other house. All houses look the same. The only difference is how many people I get to kill. It's hard to say inside this particular house. I can see light coming from one of the rooms, probably from a phone or a computer. I hope that there is more than one person in this house. Oh how it will please me. Blood dripping from my hands, my knife, and maybe my mouth. Provided that at least one of them is smart enough to solve my puzzle. If one so happens to be smart enough, I will slice open their skull and devour their brain. I will gain their knowledge by doing so and double my intelligence. My white t-shirt and dark blue jeans will look good in red. My slowly decaying face, torn apart on tBrian18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mother of the YearI suppose it was a strange day. Sometimes you get that feeling, like something important, is going to happen.Mother of the Year13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I walked down a busy street. People were hurrying forward scared of the dark clouds above. There was a cold wind going through buildings and it made my eyes water.
From experience I knew how to act with these other people. If you ignored them, they probably would try to talk to you. Otherwise, they ignored you too. I didn't do much besides walking, so I was fine with talking from time to time, even with people I didn't know.
I stopped to wait for the lights to change at the next crossroads. I saw a woman screaming at two kids on the backseat of a red car. The two kids were beating each other, the other one had a hammer and the other had a fork. The kid with the fork stabbed the other kid in the eye.
I had a feeling I should call the police. Whatever was going on inside that car was going to danger at least their lives... even other's, bystanders were in danger. I was in dange