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The Living Dolls

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
Title: "The Living Dolls" In the quiet town of Oakwood, a group of lifeless dolls were left in an abandoned mansion. No one knew how they got there or why they were left behind, but they remained undisturbed for years until one night when a storm rolled through the town and caused the dolls to come to life. At first, it was just a few of them moving around on their own, but as the night went on, more and more dolls began to stir. Their once lifeless eyes now had a sparkle in them, and they seemed to have minds of their own. The people of Oakwood were terrified when they woke up to…
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A Savage Invasion

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
Title: A Savage Invasion It was a dark and stormy night, much like any other in the small town of Millfield. The rain poured down in sheets, drowning out the world outside with its relentless drumming. But this wasn't just another night. This was the night when the animals would come for their revenge. For weeks, rumors had been spreading about a strange illness afflicting the wildlife in the surrounding woods. The animals were behaving erratically, attacking anything and everything that crossed their path. Some said it was because of a toxic spill, others claimed it was due to radiation from…
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The Dark Depths of the Sewers

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
Title: The Dark Depths of the Sewers As the rain poured down on the city, a group of friends decided to go out and explore the sewers. They had heard stories of something lurking deep within the dark depths, but they didn't believe them. They thought it was just a myth, a urban legend passed down through the generations. But as they made their way deeper into the sewers, they began to feel a sense of unease. The air grew thick and musty, and the water started to rise. They stumbled upon an old map that seemed to be leading them to the something they had heard about. As they followed the map,…
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The Pumpkin Harvest

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
Title: The Pumpkin Harvest Once a year, in the small town of Millfield, the pumpkin harvest was a time of celebration. It was a time when people would come from all over to see the magnificent orange gourds that grew on the vines of the local farms. This year's crop was especially bountiful, and everyone was looking forward to the festivities. But as the sun began to set on the eve of the harvest, a strange darkness fell over the town. The lights began to flicker, and the shadows grew longer and more menacing. People started to notice that the pumpkins were not just growing, but they were…
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20th Century Fox is interested in the script for a possible adaptation into a horror film.

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
20th Century Fox is interested in the script for a possible adaptation into a horror film. Title: "The Awakening of the Harpies" As the sun sets on this beautiful day, a sense of unease settles over the small town of Ashwood. It starts with strange whispers carried on the wind, and soon spreads like wildfire. The people of Ashwood begin to realize that something is amiss, but they have no idea what it might be. Little do they know, the harpies of Greek mythology have been awakened from their centuries-long slumber. These creatures, half-woman and half-bird, had long been thought to…
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Timmy

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
It was a cold, dark night on this day, October 7th. The leaves had fallen from the trees and lay scattered across the ground like broken dreams. The streets were empty, save for the occasional stray cat or wandering spirit. The only light to be found came from the dimly lit streetlamps that cast eerie shadows on the sidewalk below. In a small town, nestled in the heart of the forest, there lived a young boy named Timmy. He had always been fascinated by clowns, their bright colors and goofy antics seemed to bring joy to everyone around them. But little did Timmy know that this night would be…
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The Hitchhiker's Revenge

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
12/23/2022: "The Hitchhiker's Revenge" The Hitchhiker's Revenge It was a dark and stormy night, much like any other in the small town of Millfield. The kind of night where one might want to stay indoors with a good book or a warm cup of tea. But not Emily. She had been cooped up inside all day, working on her latest novel, and she needed a break. She decided to take a walk, clear her head, and maybe even get a little inspiration for her next chapter. As she walked along the deserted streets, the rain began to let up and the moon peeked out from behind the clouds. Emily smiled to…
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10/27

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
10/27 Title: The Wailing Woman's Revenge The night was dark and stormy, perfect for a horror story. As I sat by my window, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. It wasn't just the weather that had me on edge; it was the legend of La Llorona that kept me up at night. La Llorona was a ghostly figure who wandered the streets at night, her gown dragging behind her as she searched for her lost children. Her cries could be heard from miles away, and her tears were said to turn red when she found one of her children. I shuddered at the thought of her and pulled my blanket tighter around me. Suddenly, I…
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Title: The Red Room

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
Title: The Red Room It was a dark and stormy night, much like any other in the small town of Blackwood Falls. But tonight, something was different. The children were restless, their eyes glinting with an unnatural hunger. They crept through the streets, their tiny hands stained red with blood. Their victims were anyone who crossed their path - unsuspecting adults and pets alike. No one could stop them, for they moved with a speed and agility that belied their young age. But in the heart of Blackwood Falls, there was one room where the children could not go. It was a room painted red, with a…
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Title: The Sewer Monster

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
Title: The Sewer Monster Today's date is January 27th, and it's a brisk winter day in the small town of Ravenswood. The sun is setting early, casting long shadows across the streets as people hurry to get home. Despite the cold, a group of teenagers decide to explore the old abandoned sewer system that runs beneath the town. As they make their way through the dark and damp tunnels, they notice something strange lurking in the shadows. At first, they think it's just their imagination, but as they get closer, they realize that it's a huge, slimy creature with glowing red eyes. The creature seems…
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2021

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
2021 Title: The Pumpkin Harvest It was a crisp autumn evening, and the residents of Willow's End were preparing for their annual pumpkin harvest festival. The townsfolk were busy setting up stalls, decorating the town square, and carving pumpkins into jack-o'-lanterns for the illuminated parade that would take place tomorrow night. As the sun began to set, a sense of excitement filled the air. Children ran around with their parents, holding lit candles in their pumpkins, while adults chatted and laughed over hot apple cider and freshly baked pumpkin pie. The festival was always a time for joy,…
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The Bloody Children's Game

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-26
On this Halloween night, a group of friends decided to visit an abandoned house on the outskirts of town. They had heard rumors of strange happenings and wanted to investigate. As they approached the front door, they noticed a small crowd gathered around a tree in the front yard. The tree was covered in bright red handprints, and the ground was stained with blood. The friends approached the group and asked what was going on. A young boy wearing a dirty white shirt told them that it was "The Bloody Children's Game." He explained that on Halloween night, the children of the town would…
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Harvest Moon's Wrath

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-25
On this fateful evening, the harvest moon cast its eerie glow upon the small town of Millfield. The streets were empty and silent as most of the townsfolk had gathered in their homes to celebrate the autumnal holiday. But little did they know that this night would be unlike any other. As the clock struck midnight, a strange mist began to roll in from the nearby woods. It was an otherworldly fog that seemed to seep into every corner of the town, enveloping the houses and buildings in its shroud of darkness. Suddenly, the sound of screams echoed through the streets as people rushed out of their…
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Pumpkin night

Creepypasta.org staff / 2023-10-24
Title: "The Night of the Cursed Pumpkins" On the night of October 31st, it was said that if you carved a pumpkin with an extra tooth, it would come alive and haunt you forever. Many people scoffed at this superstition, but others took it seriously. As the sun began to set on that fateful night, a group of friends decided to carve some pumpkins for Halloween. They were careful to only carve the necessary teeth, but one of them couldn't resist adding an extra tooth to their pumpkin. Little did they know, this would be the start of a terrifying nightmare. The friends didn't think much…
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Red Moon

Moonman / 2023-08-31
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As the villagers huddle together in fear, they hear strange noises coming from outside their homes. They light candles and pray to their gods for protection, but it is too late. The creatures have already entered the village and are now stalking their prey. The villagers try to defend themselves with whatever weapons they can find, but it is no use. The creatures are too strong and too numerous. They rip apart the villagers with razor-sharp claws and tear out their throats with sharp teeth. Blood splatters everywhere as the villagers are torn apart. As the night wears on, the village is silent…
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Blue Moon

Moonman / 2023-08-30
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The villagers had heard stories of the blue moon, how it brought bad luck and evil spirits. But they never believed them, not until tonight. The sky was dark and foreboding, with no moon in sight. Suddenly, a faint glow appeared on the horizon, growing larger and brighter by the second. It was the blue moon, and it had come to bring its curse upon the village. As the villagers huddled together in fear, they heard strange noises coming from the forest. They were the sounds of creatures that should have been sleeping, awakened by the power of the blue moon. A pack of wolves howled, and a group…
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Twitter - a horror story

Tweeter McTweetface / 2023-08-25
Once upon a time, in a world where social media ruled supreme, there was a powerful and evil spirit that lurked on Twitter. This spirit, known as @EvilSpirit, had a sinister plan to drain the souls of innocent people and feed off their energy. One day, @EvilSpirit tweeted out a message that read, “I am looking for some soul food. Anyone who responds to this tweet is mine to claim.” At first, people were skeptical of the tweet and didn’t take it seriously. But as the days went by, and more and more people responded, they began to realize that something was not quite right. The…
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The Call of Cthulhu

H. P. Lovecraft / 2023-01-10
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“The ring of worshippers moved in endless bacchanale between the ring of bodies and the ring of fire.” “Of such great powers or beings there may be conceivably a survival . . . a survival of a hugely remote period when . . . consciousness was manifested, perhaps, in shapes and forms long since withdrawn before the tide of advancing humanity . . . forms of which poetry and legend alone have caught a flying memory and called them gods, monsters, mythical beings of all sorts and kinds. . . .” —Algernon Blackwood. Found among the papers of the late Francis Wayland Thurston, of Boston.…
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The Murders in the Rue Morgue

Edgar Allan Poe / 2022-06-22
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THE mental features discoursed of as the analytical, are, in themselves, but little susceptible of analysis. We appreciate them only in their effects. We know of them, among other things, that they are always to their possessor, when inordinately possessed, a source of the liveliest enjoyment. As the strong man exults in his physical ability, delighting in such exercises as call his muscles into action, so glories the analyst in that moral activity which disentangles. He derives pleasure from even the most trivial occupations bringing his talent into play. He is fond of enigmas, of conundrums,…
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The Masque of the Red Death

Edgar Allan Poe / 2022-05-20
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The “Red Death” had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avatar and its seal—the redness and the horror of blood. There were sharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, with dissolution. The scarlet stains upon the body and especially upon the face of the victim, were the pest ban which shut him out from the aid and from the sympathy of his fellow-men. And the whole seizure, progress and termination of the disease, were the incidents of half an hour. But the Prince Prospero was happy and dauntless and…
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The telltale heart

Edgar Allan Poe / 2022-05-20
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True!—nervous—very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses—not destroyed—not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily—how calmly I can tell you the whole story. It is impossible to say how first the idea entered my brain; but once conceived, it haunted me day and night. Object there was none. Passion there was none. I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had…
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Lot No. 249

Arthur Conan Doyle / 2022-05-20
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Of the dealings of Edward Bellingham with William Monkhouse Lee, and of the cause of the great terror of Abercrombie Smith, it may be that no absolute and final judgment will ever be delivered. It is true that we have the full and clear narrative of Smith himself, and such corroboration as he could look for from Thomas Styles the servant, from the Reverend Plumptree Peterson, Fellow of Old’s, and from such other people as chanced to gain some passing glance at this or that incident in a singular chain of events. Yet, in the main, the story must rest upon Smith alone, and the most will…