Из погреба
Когда я был маленький, мне часто снился один и тот же сон: "я на даче сплю в комнате на первом этаже и вдруг слышу стук из столовой. " Тук-тук, тук-тук, " - стучит крышка погреба, когда ее пытаются…
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RMS: Rotting Man Syndrome
Our lost, loitering kind paced in infinite death spirals within the confines of our grotty, ghetto pens. Enrichment was sorely that, as…
A New Kind of Year
To the writers of Retlaw and Drummond’s Almanac,
Floater
It's hard to know how long I've been drifting—bobbing, ebbing, flowing with the mostly gentle current. The fact that I know anything at all…
The Critic
Author's note: This is my first true attempt at writing and publishing a creepypasta. I would like some feedback, so if you have any…
Showersick
He wasn’t quite sure how to describe the smell. It wasn’t so rank as to warrant his full attention, but at the same time, it always…
Corpse, to the Power
Now, a few things are slightly amiss here.
Don't Eat the Sandwiches
This story has been officially published in a literary collection. The story appears on page 5. Feel free to check out my author's page or…
When Gods Blink
On the 25th March, at 14:57GMT, the world stopped for 27 minutes and 54 seconds. No one noticed at first. Those that eventually did were…
Out in the Woods
Hey, /x/. Just thought that I'd share a couple of spooky stories from my childhood, to get everyone all hyped for Halloween.