⌛ Creepypasta Stories Sorted by Length
Ms. Granger’s Collection
I hated Ms. Granger’s collection from the moment I laid eyes on it. The old lady was the latest in my long line of patients. ...
The Sweet Tooth’s Banquet
Emery let out an aching groan as she slowly ebbed back into consciousness. Squinting in the near-total darkness and coughing up dust, she scrambled to ...
The Carriage of Grafton Street
My pursuit for the occult and arcane lead me to London in the year 1646, wherein a new bridge was planned to cross the river ...
Hug Your Mother
I never met my mom. Not…really, anyway. She didn’t abandon us; she didn’t die giving birth, I wasn’t put up for adoption, nothing like that ...
The Jack-O-Lantern Men of Willow Wood Hill
I live in a picturesque little housing development overlooking the Avalon River, just a short drive away from Sombermorey. It's surrounded by enough woods to ...
Dead Ringer
I am as accurate as a bullet without discrimination. I always have been. I am the unpretentious sort with calculated intent. I use big words, ...
The Poor Shepherd
It was a small village, a hamlet far off of the beaten path of the major towns and cities, but the people there were hard-working ...
The Chair in the Closet
Nine Months Earlier A computer programmer working at Simitrek, a software development company, typed at his office computer. He looked at the stack of forms ...
The Big One
The competitors of the thirtieth annual “Super fish” tournament sponsored by the Angler Warehouse could not have asked for a better day; seventy-five degrees and ...
