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So... I thought it would be a good thought to start a creepy pasta thread...
if you have a creepypasta story, or if their is one you like...post it
White with Red
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A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. Especially no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed.
The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to.
This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn’t make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red.
At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, “Did you look through the keyhole?â€
The man told her that he had and she said, “Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red.â€
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OH YEAH
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Something is coming. I can hear it.
It is the bane of every child's existence.
He comes without warning. He comes without fear. He comes without any seeming reason or purpose. But he comes anyway. And he is to be feared.
I don't know what I did. I don't think I ever will, whether I live or not. He deals out his wrath unconditionally and mercilessly.
Thump. Thump.
"Well," I think to myself, "This is the end."
I could hide under my bed; I still must have enough time to get under my bed, right?
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.
It's getting faster now, coming up the stairs... I've got to get to the closet!
Thump.
Wait... ****! It stopped moving! I have to be silen-AH-CHOO!
THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP
Nonononononono! Gotta get to the closet! Dammit! Pajamas! Why must you be caught on the bed frame?!
THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP
It's nearing the top of the stairs! I've got to get d-CRASH!
Before I could move, before I could BLINK, I see the horrifying monstrosity.
Its bulky, large body is not like that of other creatures. It seems to be... clear... but I can see its organs, its blood. Thick, red blood, and several organs... which appear to be... block-shaped?
I look at its giant face. Its eyes and mouth stand out in stark contrast to the rest of it; thick, dark fur coating the outlines of its eyes and mouth. It appears to be nose-less.
The beast and I continue to stare at each other, for what feels like hours; finally, its eyes grow to huge sizes... it locks eyes with me, penetrating my soul with its terrifying gaze... and it unleashes its terrible, heart-wrenching roar.
"OH YEAH!"
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if you have a creepypasta story, or if their is one you like...post it
White with Red
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A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there. Especially no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed.
The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to.
This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn’t make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red.
At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, “Did you look through the keyhole?â€
The man told her that he had and she said, “Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red.â€
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OH YEAH
[hide]
Something is coming. I can hear it.
It is the bane of every child's existence.
He comes without warning. He comes without fear. He comes without any seeming reason or purpose. But he comes anyway. And he is to be feared.
I don't know what I did. I don't think I ever will, whether I live or not. He deals out his wrath unconditionally and mercilessly.
Thump. Thump.
"Well," I think to myself, "This is the end."
I could hide under my bed; I still must have enough time to get under my bed, right?
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.
It's getting faster now, coming up the stairs... I've got to get to the closet!
Thump.
Wait... ****! It stopped moving! I have to be silen-AH-CHOO!
THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP
Nonononononono! Gotta get to the closet! Dammit! Pajamas! Why must you be caught on the bed frame?!
THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP
It's nearing the top of the stairs! I've got to get d-CRASH!
Before I could move, before I could BLINK, I see the horrifying monstrosity.
Its bulky, large body is not like that of other creatures. It seems to be... clear... but I can see its organs, its blood. Thick, red blood, and several organs... which appear to be... block-shaped?
I look at its giant face. Its eyes and mouth stand out in stark contrast to the rest of it; thick, dark fur coating the outlines of its eyes and mouth. It appears to be nose-less.
The beast and I continue to stare at each other, for what feels like hours; finally, its eyes grow to huge sizes... it locks eyes with me, penetrating my soul with its terrifying gaze... and it unleashes its terrible, heart-wrenching roar.
"OH YEAH!"
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