📚 Creepypasta Stories Sorted by Author
The Not Yet Dead
I can’t touch people who are almost dead. It’s not a phobia, a religious thing or even a preference. I just literally can’t do it ...
The House with the Portrait
I recently bought a house in the country. I wouldn’t quite call it a country estate, but if someone else did, I wouldn’t disagree with ...
The Day Will Come
Until recently, I was the head of the psychology department at a small, unassuming university. To protect the privacy of those still working there, I ...
Nothing to Fear
“Tell me about the first time you remember being scared.” Duane hesitated. “It’s stupid, you know?” “Nothing’s stupid, Duane,” Dr. Earles gently admonished. Earles was ...
This is Taylor
911 gets three kinds of calls. There’s the “someone needs help” call, obviously. That’s the sort that most of our training deals with, and it’s ...
No Sense Ruining Two Lives
I’m here to make a confession. I don’t know if it’ll help, if anything’ll help at this point, but I’m out of ideas and out ...
Eternal Flame
I was seven years old when my brother Frank died in a fire. He was nineteen and a fireman and everything I ever wanted to ...
Malum Interfectorum
I wasn’t sure what I was more surprised to discover: the ragged hole in my backyard, or the man stuck in it. The hole was ...
The House with the Spotted Walls
Kara and Lacey were young and in love. They were also relatively broke, which tended to go along with being young. But their one-year anniversary ...
The Dinner Party
It wasn’t like I was snooping. I was just out for an evening walk, and my neighbor Raul had his curtains wide open. There was ...
