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Subject: Short, Scary Stories!


Posted by: truscottball
sorry im hyper today cause im bored :/

*louder sigh*

  • 10.09.2011 8:37 AM PDT
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i will not fall if u are readind this my clan will not die as long as we have hope we will not DIE!

sorry ....

  • 10.09.2011 8:39 AM PDT


Posted by: truscottball
sorry ....

Just leave.

  • 10.09.2011 8:46 AM PDT

But there's no sense crying over every mistake.
You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.
And the Science gets done.
And you make a neat gun.
For the people who are still alive.

Slenderman.

That is all.

  • 10.10.2011 1:03 AM PDT

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i may be the only serious non-troll dumper lurking right now, but ah well.

The Red Watcher
One day, a man on a business trip checked into his motel. The receptionist was nice enough when she told him that his room was number 14, but suddenly got very serious. Deadly serious. She told the man to not go in room 13. The man, now baffled, agreed and went to his room.
On his way to his room, curiosity overwhelmed him and he decided to look through the keyhole in the door of room 13. After all, there wasn't any harm, he figured. When he looked through, all he saw was the back of woman with pale white skin. The man decided that was enough and went to his room.
The next day, as he went to check out, he decided to look through the keyhole again. This time, all he saw was red. He assumed she had seen him and put something red over the hole, so he walked away. This decision saved his life.

When he got to the desk, the woman behind it saw the look on his face, and said "you looked through the keyhole, didn't you?"

He nodded. She sighed and said "That room is haunted, one day a man and his wife checked into that room, and the man murdered the wife. But there was something different about these people: they were white all over except for their eyes, because their eyes were completely red."

edit: lolrepost

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  • 10.10.2011 4:54 PM PDT

Not very scary, just weird.
Researchers Report 2377594:
10:23 PM
Subject 293 has broken out of containment when it was being given the pills. It killed Subjects 352 and 569 before escaping to Sector D15. It seems to have recruited Subject 702 and the Subjects under the effects of the EXCALIBUR program to help with the riot. 702 shows mastery of the Bio Weapon infused into his arm. He has impaled several guards with the blade and all of the Subjects have shown proficiency in all forms of firearms and the armor is exhibiting bulletproof qualities. The Bio enhancements were a complete success, however, the test subjects are reacting in an adverse way. It is currently unknown if this is linked to the Bio Enhancers or the long periods of captivity. 293's reflexes and speed make him hard, if not impossible to catch. Turns out mixing cat DNA with alien feces and feeding it to a person isn't a good idea. He lacks the armor from the EXCALIBUR program but still cannot be killed with conventional firearms. Bullet dodging capabilities have been observed in combat testing and during the riot. The members of the riot are using Subject 352's Experimental Quantum Cannon to eliminate heavy strike teams. Subject 670 was sent to retrieve the cannon. He was modified with Model 1664 Fiber-Tissue Muscle Implants. He was also given a modified strain of the EXCALIBUR armor that offers less protection but will cause the patient to be more mentally stable. I await further results. More reports will be uploaded when they are recorded.

  • 10.10.2011 6:50 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

When you can't run anymore, you crawl. And when you can't crawl, when you can't do that, you find someone to carry you.

God damn, no matter how many times I read "the watcher", it still creeps me out massively.

  • 10.14.2011 8:36 AM PDT

This is the creepiest pasta ive ever read, just read it a while ago and wanted to share it with all of you.

PART I
My brother moved out of the house back in 2002 once he got his job as a computer technician, and he recently went missing. When I went to his house, it was locked, with 3 sheets of printer paper taped to the front door.


While coming home from work one day, I noticed someone had left their damaged grey laptop laying in the middle of my driveway. I got out of my car to examine it more carefully.



The LCD definitely showed signs of user related damage. There was a large hole on the left side of the screen that appeared to fit a standard Phillips Head screwdriver perfectly. There was a webcam above the display, and it was also destroyed with the same screwdriver. Other than those, everything else on the computer showed minor signs of wear. Almost all of the keyboard's keys were faded, but not to the extent that the laptop could be considered unusable. I looked at the back of the display to find out what brand it is, but I couldn't find anything. I looked at the entire laptop's shell, but there was no text or logo stating what brand it was. In fact, there was no warranty sticker, no "Proof of license" sticker on the bottom, no text whatsoever. What was even more odd was the fact that the only ports on the laptop were a VGA port for connecting an external display and a USB port. How long could this laptop have possibly run without a charging port to recharge the battery? It must have been a very low end laptop where you had to remove the battery pack and put it into its own charging dock. Why did it exactly have a web cam, though?



Curious as to what was on the laptop, I ran inside to my basement where my old desktop was currently being stored. The reason it was down there was because I forgot to bring that behemoth to the local SarCan to recycle it. I would have been using it as my regular computer, but it takes 5 or 6 hours to fully boot because the system always goes through recovery mode every time you start it, and the processor is way too slow to "recover" everything on the 500 GB hard drive I had installed on it [A 120mhz Pentium processor doesn't get you far]. I removed the old LG CRT monitor from the desktop and plugged it into the laptop. I went to push the power button when...




... I stopped. There's no way this is going to work, the battery has to be dead by now.

I rummaged around the basement to find my battery voltage tester and immediately withdrew the battery from the laptop and checked the voltage. Lo and behold, it had no charge. Well, I thought, might as well just leave it and take everything to SarCan tomorrow morning. With that, I unplugged the display from the laptop, put it back into the desktop and simply left everything downstairs. After leaving the basement I went to go watch TV for about 3 hours or so before going to bed.



I was suddenly awakened from my deep slumber by the sound of the Windows 2000 start up jingle, and fell out of my bed. It was so deafeningly loud, I swore someone was holding a pair of speakers right next to my ears. I stood up in a groggy daze, and it took a couple of minutes to figure out what the sound was. The desktop! I must have accidentally hit the power switch while trying to switch monitors! I headed to the basement, but froze in the middle of the steps. I just remembered there was no way my computer could have started up, because I have Windows 95 installed on my desktop. I was reluctant to go down the steps after that, but my common sense started kicking in and I thought I must be getting my OS's mixed up. When I walked down, I was shocked to see that my desktop wasn't on; in fact, I remembered it wasn't even plugged in. I had to make sure of it though. I checked behind the desktop - everything else was plugged in except for the tower. There was absolutely no chance of that laptop turning on, it was impossible. I removed the battery from the laptop again and re-checked the voltage.



This time, I couldn't get a direct number. The voltage tester was just going insane.

I re-inserted the battery and pressed the power button on the laptop. Some indicator lights flashed, meaning the computer definitely started, except this time the start up jingle wasn't played at all. I needed to see what was going on here. I connected the CRT monitor back into the laptop. And what I saw...



... was a bare desktop with 3 icons in the corner. The task bar was empty, and there was no Start menu button.



The wallpaper was black. Why would anyone do this to their desktop? Anyone could remove all the icons, but
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they had to be pretty skilled hackers to remove the Start Menu button. Of the 3 icons, one was a Games folder, one was a Videos folder, and the last was the DOS Command Prompt program. Maybe this was a kids' laptop? Clicking on the Games folder confirmed my suspicions; a little girl must have owned this laptop. I felt some remorse for the poor girl because there was only 1 game in the folder. The program name was "princess.exe". I clicked on it just to see what the game was like. A fully animated title screen came up, with various generic fairytale princesses twirling across the screen, and then the logo flew down with a bunch of sparkly doves holding it. The game was called "Princess Creator: Make yourself Beautiful!" Ah, so it must have been one of those low budget "put .png of various clothing items onto a photo of yourself" games. I was right, as the menu popped up I was given the option to "Dress up" or to "View pretty pictures". I wanted to see what the girl looked like, so I clicked on the 2nd option. She had to have been no more than 5, and on top of that she looked very cute. She was of either Mexican or
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Spanish origin. She wore a somewhat tattered white dress with small red frills around the sleeves and collar. It had small roses on it. I smiled, as she looked like she had a lot of fun putting a virtual tiara on her head. However, browsing through the photos, about halfway through, there were pictures of a room with nothing else but a bed inside. She must've been dodging the camera for the hell of it, I guess.
After that I felt I'd seen enough with that program, and might as well go see the other 2 files on the laptop. I decided to go into the Command Prompt to see if I could locate any other files on the hard drive. I simply got a ":\>_" line with no drive letter. Ok, this is really strange, I thought. I typed into the command box "start C:\" to see if I could open the directory I wanted to explore. I pressed enter, and DOS simply replied " 'start' is not recognized as an internal or external command, operable program or batch file." After a few seconds, the program crashed, bringing me back to the desktop. So I guess the last thing to look at is the videos. As I double clicked the folder...



... and the screen faded to black. I thought it had crashed, but I noticed that there was a small "_" flashing in the top left corner.







Suddenly, the text "start :\>videos\001.wmv" flashed briefly, then a video appeared in full screen. It was the girl again. This time, she was smiling, bouncing slightly in excitement. Her happiness made my heart feel warm. My guess was that she must've been recording herself play the dress up game with the webcam. At first she was simply moving her finger across the track pad, clicking, then giggling excitedly for a bit. She must've been laughing at the things she put on herself in the game. After about 2 minutes or so, the screen would cut to black for a fraction of a second and then return to the girl playing the game. This time, however, she was dressed differently, in a simple pink t-shirt with the words "Go Go Girl!" stitched in glitter. I guessed the game was recording her every time she started it, without her knowing. That made me sort of uneasy - I mean, why would anyone program a game to do that? Whatever, I guessed it was going to be the same sort of thing over and over with the video, so I might as well turn off the computer. I reached over and pressed the power button, and...

... It didn't shut off this time. The video continued to play, and I saw the girl this time was wearing an orange tank top with nothing on it. She was smiling and giggling as usual, and I thought maybe I could turn off the computer after the video is done. It couldn't be that long. The video seemed to drag on, with more cuts of her playing the game in a different outfit, and I started to doze off. However, after the next cut in the video...

The girl was just staring at the camera with an expressionless look on her face. Wondering what the hell was going on, I become interested in the video again. This one didn't make me smile. It made me extremely uneasy to watch her without her usual smiley face on. It was dark in the room, but there was 1 desk light on at the side. She was in some sort of night wear. What was she going to do? She sat there for a minute with that blank expression, like she wasn't thinking at all. I started to get really tense, as if something awful was about to happen.

  • 10.15.2011 1:40 PM PDT

PART II
She bent over and picked up a hand saw from the left side of where she was sitting. She held it in front of her, showing it to the camera. Then, she placed the jagged blade on the side of her cheek. I cringed at what I was seeing. Slowly, she began slicing into her right cheek. Blood drizzled down her neck as she did it. Slowly, the side of her teeth began to show after about 10 seconds. As the saw went lower on her face, more of her teeth began to show on the side. Blood covered almost the entire right side of her face. She eventually got to the bottom of her jaw bone, and sawed a tiny piece off of it too. Her cheek fell to the ground with a small thud, and she put the saw in her lap and continued to stare at the camera, emotionless. I couldn't take much more of this and tore the battery out of the laptop - but the video continued to play.



Then, the next cut began. The girl screamed in extreme pain. I almost fell out of my seat, it was so loud. She screamed, and put her hands over her now absent cheek. She continued to scream in agony for about 10 seconds, then a knocking was heard from the side. It was a woman, yelling in a language I couldn't understand. She was pounding the door, but not opening it. The girl must have locked it. I tried to unplug the monitor from the laptop but it was stuck in. I didn't want to see what happens next! The screaming and the yelling continued up until the next cut.



She was back in her emotionless state again, but her cheek was still missing. The woman at the door was pounding and yelling still. It must have been her mother. The girl then raised the saw up to her right shoulder, and began cutting just as slowly as last time. I gagged at the sight of this. It was a holocaust of wrong. The blood began to stream out in all directions. The yelling behind the door fell silent. I guessed the other woman was trying to get someone to help her, either the father or brother or what not. When she hit the bone, an awful grinding noise could be heard. I covered my ears, but I could still hear it vividly through my hands. I noticed that a piece of her muscle got stuck on one of the steel teeth of the saw. This cut ended a lot faster than before, and the next cut was the same thing except the color from her face was draining, and her pain ridden screams became quickly weaker. Her clothing was completely red with blood on the right side.



Then, she became emotionless again. Oh god, what is she going to cut off next? The mother returned with what sounded like 2 other people, and they were all yelling in the same language as before. She raised the saw, and began cutting the right side of her head off. Loud thuds were sounding at the door. They were trying to knock it down. She continued to work her way down, with blood going in all sorts of directions. The thuds still repeated themselves on the door. I was mostly confused as to how she kept going, even after she went through her brain with the saw. Her right eye rolled into the back of her head. Blood began leaking out of it. She eventually made it to the top of her mouth, where she hacked her way through bones and teeth. It was the single worst sound I have ever heard in my entire life. I still hear it in the back of my head some days. The thuds continued, and deep in the back of my mind I hoped they wouldn't be able to break the door down so they wouldn't have to see such an awful sight. She finally made it through, and with that, the right side of her head fell to the side of her neck, held on only by a piece of skin. I remember the chilling sound of her jaw being unhinged when it was tugged violently by the force of the top half of her head. She put the saw down to her side.



The cut ended, and in the next cut, she simply fell face down onto the desk. Half her brain fell out onto the desk on impact, and her eye popped out of its socket. Blood pooled on the desk. The people trying to break down the door finally made it in, and they were hysterical at what they saw. Their daughter was in pieces. The mother vomited and ran out of the room. The father ran to the daughter, put her head back together and cried, holding her head at the side of his. The other man, presumably the girl's older brother, simply stared in horror at what he saw.



The horrifying self mutilation finished with that cut, and the screen cut back to the empty room with the bed. With a sigh of relief that it was over I sat there, breathing heavily and sweating. I didn't realize that the room was so hot until now. I had so many questions to ask. How was all this possible? It frightened me, and I spent a good 30 minutes sitting in the chair, and finally, I got the courage to get up. I looked back at the laptop for what I hoped was the last time. The room with the bed glared on the screen. Then, it cut to something else.



It was a cut of my face, in the basement, using the laptop.

  • 10.15.2011 1:42 PM PDT

Anyone?

  • 10.15.2011 1:53 PM PDT

“Every one sees what you appear to be, few really know what you are.”

- Niccolò Machiavelli


Posted by: Dragondude8o
Anyone?


Not the best, but still scary. Maybe I'm just used to creepypasta's, though.

  • 10.15.2011 1:57 PM PDT

I'm The Batman.

When i was younger me and my friend had a sleep over in his house. Nobody else was home and it was something like 2am. When you walk in the front door the kitchen is to your left. Down it there is a corridor to the left and the backyard to the right. The guest room is at the end of the corridor. The kitchen door is incredibly creaky for some reason, so you could hear it from quite a length away.

When we both tried to get to sleep in the guest room, we heard the kitchen door open and a long load creaking sound. Nobody else was in the house. it was 2am and all the lights were out.

We got up and opened the guest room door and looked down the corridor. The kitchen door was wide open. We had closed it tightly shut before we went to bed. We walked then into the kitchen and tried turn the lights on. No power. We got a flashlight but just then we heard noises and creaks from upstairs.

Young, and wanting to act brave we ventured upstairs in the darkness. We were 14 but were idiots at the time. We should have ran. When we reached his Parents bedroom, the door was open wide. With the aid of the flashlight we saw nothing was out of place. Except a family photo of him and his Parents.

The photo had been taken out and put on the wall with a nail. It looked as though it had been burned. At that stage, we panicked and ran for the front door. We opened it and ran onto the road. We looked up for a moment to his parents room, only to see a shadow of a figure in the window. We heard noises down the street.

Luckily, it was his parents coming home. We told them weird stuff was happening and asked them to look at the window. When we all looked there was nothing, no shadowy figure. Nothing. His Dad checked the power box only to find out a cable had been taken out. He fixed it and we then explained what had happened. They thought we made it up, saying we watched to many horror movies and that sometimes our minds play tricks on us. The family photo had disapeared.

The next day, the house caught fire. It killed his Parents and burned his skin terribly, but he survived. The authorities could not figure out how the fire came about, but only one piece of evidence lay in the ruined Parents bedroom, on top of the bed.

The family photo.

  • 10.15.2011 7:19 PM PDT
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No Fap 2012!

Border crossing was gruesome :O

  • 10.15.2011 9:20 PM PDT
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No Fap 2012!


Posted by: Dragondude8o
Anyone?
Creepey

  • 10.15.2011 9:41 PM PDT

Woah, for my sanity these need top have logical explanations.

  • 10.17.2011 12:32 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!

This is an awsome creepy pasta

  • 10.18.2011 3:30 PM PDT

Welcome.
You have just entered my mind. Please sign the contract before continuing further into this black hole to acknowledge I am not at fault if any mental/physical damage is caused to you whilst viewing my history. If any damage to yourself is caused, please call your whaambulance for advice.

Oh, here's a scary comic.

  • 10.19.2011 12:10 AM PDT

There's no way to get back experiences you missed.
So start right now today and risk furiousness for bliss.


Posted by: m 787B
This is an awsome creepy pasta


Not scary.

  • 10.19.2011 12:56 AM PDT

wtf is this?


Posted by: F3nrix
Oh, here's a scary comic.


Damn dude, I was scrolling through it and the page locked on the guy turning around. I'm not going to lie, I jumped and clicked out of it.

I'm a wuss...

  • 10.19.2011 7:02 PM PDT

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Here is a very scary story.
Are you ready?





Justin Bieber

The End

  • 10.20.2011 12:48 PM PDT
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~ Noodle

This is from creepypasta right? I've seen this for a while, the statue one always scares me.

  • 10.20.2011 6:42 PM PDT

I don't like clowns :(

  • 10.21.2011 4:16 AM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!


Posted by: SS Optaquon
Posted by: EvilTurkey1021
Oooh, creepypasta.

A degenerated VHS dub was discovered in the University Library containing five minutes of inexplicable amateur footage. In one continuous shot, the camera momentarily focuses on a doorway on the north wall of a living room before the operator climbs outside of the house through a window to show the exterior white clapboard. The camera then moves inside the house through a second window completely circling the doorway and so proving, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that insulation or siding is the only possible thing this doorway could lead to. A hand appears in the frame and pulls open the door, revealing a narrow black hallway at least ten feet long. The camera begins to move closer, threatening to actually enter it. A voice can be heard, "Don't you dare go in there again, Davy," to which another voice adds, "Yeah, not such a hot idea."


Stolen from House of Leaves, read it if you haven't.

And heres one not stolen from a book.

During the summer of 1983, in a quiet town near Minneapolis, Minnesota, the charred body of a woman was found inside the kitchen stove of a small farmhouse. A video camera was also found in the kitchen, standing on a tripod and pointing at the oven. No tape was found inside the camera at the time.
Although the scene was originally labeled as a homicide by police, an unmarked VHS tape was later discovered at the bottom of the farm's well (which had apparently dried up earlier that year).

Despite its worn condition, and the fact that it contained no audio, police were still able to view the contents of the tape. It depicted a woman recording herself in front of a video camera (seemingly using the same camera the police found in the kitchen). After positioning the camera to include both her and her kitchen stove in the image, the tape then showed her turning on the oven, opening the door, crawling inside, and then closing the door behind her. Eight minutes into the video, the oven could be seen shaking violently, after which point thick black smoke could be seen emanating from it. The camera then continued to point at the oven for another 45 minutes until the batteries apparently died.

To avoid disturbing the local community, police never released any information about the tape, or even the fact that it was found. Police were also not able to determine who put the tape in the well.

...or why the physical stature of the woman on the tape did not in any way resemble the stature of the woman found in the oven.


another:

A recent study by the National Psychiatric Institute in Boston, MA, concluded that no activity can account for the phenomenon known as nightmares. Whereas many dreams come from unconscious desires, most nightmares seem to come from an outside source independent of the individual. In fact, when subjects are asked to recall nightmares they are almost always found in the same memory section as actual physical memories, not the section where normal dreams are replayed.

<3 Creepypasta


the scary thing about the second is in most nightmares u feel it isnt as real as when ur awake but when it feels dreamy in the nightmare. but u know ur surroundings and are aware. so most of the time u fend for ur life in the nightmare

  • 10.21.2011 12:46 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!


Posted by: G1ngerN1nja1337
i may be the only serious non-troll dumper lurking right now, but ah well.

The Red Watcher
One day, a man on a business trip checked into his motel. The receptionist was nice enough when she told him that his room was number 14, but suddenly got very serious. Deadly serious. She told the man to not go in room 13. The man, now baffled, agreed and went to his room.
On his way to his room, curiosity overwhelmed him and he decided to look through the keyhole in the door of room 13. After all, there wasn't any harm, he figured. When he looked through, all he saw was the back of woman with pale white skin. The man decided that was enough and went to his room.
The next day, as he went to check out, he decided to look through the keyhole again. This time, all he saw was red. He assumed she had seen him and put something red over the hole, so he walked away. This decision saved his life.

When he got to the desk, the woman behind it saw the look on his face, and said "you looked through the keyhole, didn't you?"

He nodded. She sighed and said "That room is haunted, one day a man and his wife checked into that room, and the man murdered the wife. But there was something different about these people: they were white all over except for their eyes, because their eyes were completely red."

edit: lolrepost


did u read all the stories on the OP? this is just a differently told version of watcher

  • 10.21.2011 12:49 PM PDT
Subject: Short, Scary Stories!


Posted by: Dragondude8o
Anyone?


my stomach churned

  • 10.21.2011 2:31 PM PDT