Creepy Pasta and such.
I know you've all seen it, it's time to post some you've liked, or even some you've written, or even spoofs of them.
I'll start with a couple I suppose.
The Other Watcher
The Wishes
The Tongue
Alright, now here's a couple funny ones...
Glorious Statue
Unproductive
The Pig With Green Eyes
Anyone else?
I know you've all seen it, it's time to post some you've liked, or even some you've written, or even spoofs of them.
I'll start with a couple I suppose.
The Other Watcher
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?" 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."
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?" 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."
The Wishes
An elderly man was sitting alone on a dark path. He wasn't sure of which direction to go, and he'd forgotten both where he was traveling to...and who he was.
He'd sat down for a moment to rest his weary legs, and suddenly looked up to see an elderly woman before him.
She grinned toothlessly and with a cackle, spoke: "Now your third wish. What will it be?"
"Third wish?" The man was baffled. "How can it be a third wish if I haven’t had a first and second wish?"
"You’ve had two wishes already," the hag said, "but your second wish was for me to return everything to the way it was before you had made your first wish. That’s why you remember nothing; because everything is the way it was before you made any wishes." She cackled at the poor man. "So it is that you have one wish left."
"All right," he said hesitantly, "I don't believe this, but there's no harm in trying. I wish to know who I am."
"Funny," said the old woman as she granted his wish and disappeared forever. "That was your first wish..."
He'd sat down for a moment to rest his weary legs, and suddenly looked up to see an elderly woman before him.
She grinned toothlessly and with a cackle, spoke: "Now your third wish. What will it be?"
"Third wish?" The man was baffled. "How can it be a third wish if I haven’t had a first and second wish?"
"You’ve had two wishes already," the hag said, "but your second wish was for me to return everything to the way it was before you had made your first wish. That’s why you remember nothing; because everything is the way it was before you made any wishes." She cackled at the poor man. "So it is that you have one wish left."
"All right," he said hesitantly, "I don't believe this, but there's no harm in trying. I wish to know who I am."
"Funny," said the old woman as she granted his wish and disappeared forever. "That was your first wish..."
The Tongue
A young girl is left home alone with only her dog to protect her. When night approaches, she locks all the doors and tries to lock all the windows but one won't close.
She decides to leave it unlocked and goes to bed. Her dog takes its customary place under her bed.
In the deep of night she awakens to a dripping sound coming from the bathroom. The girl is too scared to go check so she reaches her hand under the bed. She feels a reassuring lick from her dog and falls back to sleep. She reawakens to the dripping sound, reaches her hand down to the dog where she feels the reassuring lick and falls back to sleep. Once more she awakens to the dripping sound. She reaches her hand down and feels the lick of her dog.
Now curious about the dripping sound, she gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom, the dripping sound getting louder as she approaches. She reaches the bathroom and turns on the light. She is greeted by a horrific sight; hanging from the shower nozzle is her dog with its throat slit open and its blood dripping into the bathtub.
Something on the bathroom mirror catches her eye she turns around. Written on the bathroom mirror in her dog's blood are the words "HUMANS CAN LICK TOO".
She decides to leave it unlocked and goes to bed. Her dog takes its customary place under her bed.
In the deep of night she awakens to a dripping sound coming from the bathroom. The girl is too scared to go check so she reaches her hand under the bed. She feels a reassuring lick from her dog and falls back to sleep. She reawakens to the dripping sound, reaches her hand down to the dog where she feels the reassuring lick and falls back to sleep. Once more she awakens to the dripping sound. She reaches her hand down and feels the lick of her dog.
Now curious about the dripping sound, she gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom, the dripping sound getting louder as she approaches. She reaches the bathroom and turns on the light. She is greeted by a horrific sight; hanging from the shower nozzle is her dog with its throat slit open and its blood dripping into the bathtub.
Something on the bathroom mirror catches her eye she turns around. Written on the bathroom mirror in her dog's blood are the words "HUMANS CAN LICK TOO".
Alright, now here's a couple funny ones...
Glorious Statue
Mother and father very tired of taking care of children all the time. One night, they call babysitter so that they may go out and have dinner.
While they are at dinner, babysitter calls asking if she can remove statue of glorious leader Lenin from daughter's window, for it very unsettling.
Next day, KGB arrest babysitter for calling glorious leader "Unsettling".
But...such is life in Soviet Union.
While they are at dinner, babysitter calls asking if she can remove statue of glorious leader Lenin from daughter's window, for it very unsettling.
Next day, KGB arrest babysitter for calling glorious leader "Unsettling".
But...such is life in Soviet Union.
Unproductive
You in cottage alone, and you hear from patrolling troops of traitorous woman who refuses labor for glorious country.
You look out hole in wall at bountiful potato garden, and you notice strange man standing out in the snow. He is smiling at you.
You ask the man, why do you stare at me with such happiness? (Such is uncommon in Soviet Union)
You look at man as you hear knock at door, and notice man is much closer to you now.
You then drop potato in shock.
Man is KGB agent.
You are unproductive woman.
You look out hole in wall at bountiful potato garden, and you notice strange man standing out in the snow. He is smiling at you.
You ask the man, why do you stare at me with such happiness? (Such is uncommon in Soviet Union)
You look at man as you hear knock at door, and notice man is much closer to you now.
You then drop potato in shock.
Man is KGB agent.
You are unproductive woman.
The Pig With Green Eyes
There is certain road in cold, harsh Siberia, which, if you drive down it alone in the snow, you will suddenly have real feeling of disconnection with inspiration of Lenin. Your radio will continue to chant glorious propaganda.
If you continue forward down road for greater than a minute, you will find that you cannot reverse crappy vehicle, and everything behind you is pitch dark. There are no other cars (only the wealthy have luxury of vehicles).
Continuing down the road, you will come upon a fork with no signpost. In the middle of the fork, there will be capitalist pig, covered head to foot in heavy coat. Only skin visible will be around eyes (the weak cannot endure the harsh sting of lady Siberia).
To be comrade, you must run vehicle directly into capitalist. Retrieve body and use to feed family. You will be applauded for cleansing homeland of filth, and food come to starving family.
If you continue forward down road for greater than a minute, you will find that you cannot reverse crappy vehicle, and everything behind you is pitch dark. There are no other cars (only the wealthy have luxury of vehicles).
Continuing down the road, you will come upon a fork with no signpost. In the middle of the fork, there will be capitalist pig, covered head to foot in heavy coat. Only skin visible will be around eyes (the weak cannot endure the harsh sting of lady Siberia).
To be comrade, you must run vehicle directly into capitalist. Retrieve body and use to feed family. You will be applauded for cleansing homeland of filth, and food come to starving family.
Anyone else?
