⌛ Creepypasta Stories Sorted by Length
The Eyes of an Artist
My name is Daniel Burgess. I’m the photography coordinator for a public relations and marketing agency in Chicago. At least, that’s what it says on ...
The Book of Emrys
The Somber Starlight Roadhouse didn’t seem like a creepy motel when I pulled into it. Quite the contrary, in fact. I thought it was nice, ...
Salt in the Dark River
The house sat empty at the top of the hill. Its security lights were a beacon in the night, like a lighthouse alone in the ...
The Child Market
It started with a call from a friend, Luke. “Rob, are you awake?” he asked in a panic as I groggily searched for my glasses ...
My Father’s Secret Room
It had been wracking my brain for months. What exactly did he keep in there? Why was he being so secretive? Even when I was ...
The Valley Collection
I was twenty the first time I entered the Valley of Shadows. It is a place that ruins what it touches. Madness, desolation, violence, mayhem, ...
Rain of Fire
Randy’s eyes darted from the television news broadcast to the actual horror happening outside his window. The voice of the newscaster said, “Major cities all ...
Blood on the Ice
When people told someone like Chad Hoftrand to get a life, they didn’t realize that meant a death sentence for someone, somewhere. He was in ...
The Mermaid’s Game
Darren stood at the bow of the boat, staring at the beautiful topless woman that floated and bobbed in the water nearby, her fire-red hair ...
