I once went camping with my older brother and little brother.
Told little bro a ghost story about a wolfman that liked to dig out people's hearts while they were still alive.
Used the tip of a knife to scuff up my chest, faked sleep for a few minutes, woke up screaming about the wolfman
>I swear to god I could feel him clawing at my chest
>I lift up shirt, scratches all over my chest, a little blood
Bricks were shat.
I can dump a few, but I dumped them already in last night's second creepypasta thread
Want or no?
Oops meant to remove quick-reply, sorry about that
Want or not?
Alright, dumping then
A few of these are kinda farfetched, but I'm just dumping my folder so deal with it
I can't see shit, the res is too small
There's no need to link my own posts, I forgot this board had IDs
Part 2/2, the mystery is explained
Also who the fuck invited Spider-nigger?
And yet I keep linking my posts
Fuck it, I'm used to it and do it by second-nature now
Meh...not that creepy, normal cat behavior. Bite the shit outta something's throat. It probably got scared when the dude walked up on it and ran off, hence the body being warm.
I'd still shit bricks if I walked up to something like that innawoods
Oh by the way, I apologize for any duplicates I post
Seriously? Look at the post that's green texted and look at the number post he's quoting. Then look at the times they were posted.
Also i have a few creep stories for when i worked at a retirement facility if anyone is interested.
Oops shouldn't have posted that one, I just looked at the filename
Yeah no, all the post times seem to be in order to me
Does anyone have the story of the guy who fucks the skinwalker and loses his grandpa's 1911?
Nevermind, I found it in the /k/ archive
ill post some of my favorites.
>be Boy Scout
>go camping with troop to Antietam Battlefield in Maryland
>learn about bloodiest day in American history
>cook shitty food, go to sleep
>wake up with extreme urge to urinate
>go outside and unload
>hear marching drums in the distance
>1:30 in the morning
>use internet to research Antietam ghosts
>marching drums at Antietam
I don't believe in ghosts, but thinking back to that night, I wonder sometimes.
were the snow angel imprints from wings?
continuing for those interested, and to keep thread alive.
its pretty good. best one other than mine ive seen ITT so far.
i wish you had put it into one image. im not looking to read so many little ones.
cut it out you faggot. nobody wants spiderman ITT, why ruin a perfectly good creepypasta thread?
sorry but haven't heard of it brah, im on /x/ more than /b/ so if i come across anything spoopy I'll create a thread with shit like it. Can you explain what the thai berry picker is though
, i'm interested.
certainly not an angel. it took me two tries to read that passage and figure out that they were wings tho.
i got ALOT of fuckin stories, i just gotta look through them to find the spoopy ones
I do too, I just clustered some together.
Fuck it. I'm going to throw in some OC
>work as a security guard/EMT for upscale retirement home
>place is huge
>talking about ghosts and shit with partner and one of the nurses
>We all go separate ways to work, emergency pagers go off
I gotta explain something real quick, we carried two pagers, one for the new system the company installed for residents to press a pendent and get help, and one for the old system. Old system does basically same thing, only also goes off for old 90's era march phones (name of the company) march phones have a help button on them to activate old system pagers
>old system pager is going off
>It's for apartment 3491
>the last apartment in the whole building is 3490
>it has to be a march phone, no pull cords in that building
>Fucking impossible, that phone and apartment don't exist..
I now link one from the creepy pasta wiki. It's the only one that ever really got to me... and it's more of a slow boil than a sudden jump.
ive seen it posted on /out/. it takes place in a scandinavian country and the basic story is teens go into the woods and encounter a horrible monster. they leave, regroup, and come back to the woods only to encounter it again. the thai berry picker (who goes missing, presumably at the hands of the monster) is mentioned at the end of the story and a article from a local paper, reporting that he went missing, is posted as evidence. it was a good story
if /b/ros want some god readings i suggest going to this thread of /x/, i got some of mine from there.
There's also a long version of "mama", the first minutes are ok but later, when you got used to mama it isn't creepy at all.
Pity, idea was pretty ok.
Watching Grave Encounters right now. Found it through a .gif in this thread, Hope I will not be disappointed.
last one, folks. To my knowledge, all stories are true.
Oh you. Well alright then.
>pager goes off every 2 minutes, standared until someone clears the alarm
>To do this, you must phsyically press a button on phone to clear alarm
>14 minutes, fucking thing is still going off
>partner is loosing his mind, concerend someone might be hurt and we have literally no idea where to go
>It is 3 AM, can't start knocking on doors
>Nurse is useless, has no idea what to do
>me and partner start going through files trying to see if this happened before
>pager goes off again, says "3491 personal alarm, type 9"
>type 9, someone cleared the alarm..
>can feel the hair on my neck go up
>nurse calls us "did you clear the alarm, was that you!?"
>we say no, we thought it was her
>we're all really confused
>hour or so goes by, March pager goes off again
>"3491 personal, emergency."
>SON OF A BITCH.
>goes on for like 20 minutes, alarm clears
>happens again 15 minutes later
>partner is loosing his shit, telling me to call the supervisor.
>finally it just stops
>About a half hour later, other pager goes off
>lady in maple building is puking her fucking brains out, severe abdominal pain, dizzy, we send her to the hospital, i ride in with medic
I don't remember hearing about her coming back, i had a few days off after tat night.
Guys want a few more?
Yeah, also don't believe in that bullshit at all. Mostly mental ill people or attention whores. Visited "haunted" places before too to get the experience. Abandoned lung cancer clinic in the black forest in Germany.
Got excited for the first hours but then it was just, kind of boring. Maybe I think to rational for this.
ok when you guys figure this out youll be shitting yourself
Fuck sleep paralysis
>Couple weeks ago
>Stayed up studying
>Trying to wake up early to go jogging
>Sort of wake up and fall asleep with eyes open
>Instant sleep paralysis
>Suddenly in a hospital ward
>I can only see about 4 feet from me
>Feel someone suddenly shift behind my head
>Straining my eyes to catch something out of the corner of my eye
>It was already close but now it's so close I can almost feel the warmth of its body on my head
>Can slightly move body, but extremely slowly. Almost like being sedated heavily
>Thought about how pathetic and hopeless it must think I look
>Fucking rubs my face
>Moves within vision
>Curvy hips but it moves its hand over my mouth
>Freak the fuck out because I know that bitch is about to give me the jump scare of my life
>Remembered a trick from lucidology and just changed my breathing pattern to a quicker one
>Snap out of it almost instantly
Hips were nice, though.
Does anyone have the story about the guy who works at a university and discovers an old door and has an ancient key that goes to it that decends deep underground and he releases a demon?
i got ya homie
Well alright then.
We used to have weird shit happen on the overnights fucking constatnly. Random building emergencies people getting sick for no reason, this one was really weird too me, or well, these two things
>sitting in office, notice the radio at the desk is going off
>check my radio, it's on but i'm not hearing what's on the desk radio
>Whoever is talking, is talking is talking a lot and fast
>everytime i get close to try and listen, radio clicks off, talking stops
>think it might be the health center, think somethings wrong with my portable radio
>get new radio go to health center.
>Nurse i think is an 8/10 is working that night
>she's into me at least a little bit cause she always stops by the office to see me
> go and talk to her, make fun of Jamacain CNA's
>Talk about ghosts and shit
>phone rings and she just sits there like nothings going on
>ask her if she's going to answer it
>She says "why? There's no one on the other line"
simmer, just saw your post in update, i finished
>Tell her it might be important, the upstairs nurse might be on the phone and the other call might have been routed to her
>Rolls eyes, "ok Anon"
>picks up phone and holds it up while looking at me
>fucking dial tone
>we go back to talking, phone starts going off more and more constantly
>i tell her i gotta go while the phone is ringing again
>as i walk away, phone stops ringing
>I walk out of the health center and into hallway, the receptionist desk and my office are just down the hall
>can hear desk radio going off
>I look at the desk and start walking over
>desk radio stops.
The desk radio going off became kind of normal thing for me after that, which was kind of weird.
shit like this always intrests me in areas like where you are, back home the nursing home had security and sit was motion sensor and it would cold off at late hours every few times a week, my dad being a cop had to check out the calls but the fuck-nut would never take me with him.
It's funny though, my partner never believed in ghosts or any of that shit. Well... until he got the shit scared out of him in some dead woman's apartment
>be few days after pager incident
>come into work Joe is acting weird
>Says good night to people leaving looks me dead in the eye
>anon i gotta talk to you real quick
>expecting work drama get something weird instead
>woman died in an apartment in the Laurel building a few nights prior
>Joe checked empty apartment to make sure everything was out the night prior
>Joes kind of an off guy, used to whistle and hum and shit whenever he was walking around
>Humming in dead ladies apartment, looking around with his flash light
>notices it smells like tea in the apartment which is weird
>as he turns to walk out the apartment he feels someone come up the back of his neck an go "shoosh" as he feels the air leave there mouth and run up the back of his neck
>turns around, oh fucking surprise, no ones there.
>freaked him out for the rest of the night.
dude...i'm trying to sleep.
Funny you say that. Because i have one left... It's kind of a long one.
>be like a couple of months before i left
>doing building checks with Joe
>Joe takes Laurel and half of Spruce, i take Maple and other half of spruce
>walking down main hall of maple, lot of residents have passed recently from this floor.
>Feel kind of bad, two of the ones that passed away were good people
>met one lady day that she found out she had cancer, it was weird because i was the one that told her she might have something wrong
>I digress, go into one of the empty aparments to do a pull cord test make sure the pull cord system is still working
>enter apartment, hear this loud ass rumbling sound, like a janitor is pushing a dumpter cart down the hallway
>remeber Wayne's working (enviromental services guy) think it might be him.
>Step outside when the sound gets close, no ones there
>Ok what the fuck?
>Go back in do test, hear sound again
>Wat for the sound to get close, open door, no ones there
>I'm confused as all fuck now
>I leave the apartment and start walking upstairs to the second floor of building
>Feel like someone is watching me the whole time, it's really unsettling.
i'm out, midterm tomorrow, but ill be going trough /x/ and /r/ for it, you have peaked my interest to new levels.
Oh.. Ok my nigger
>Feeling that someone is walking around watching me is bothering the fuck out of me
>every floor i go to i have this feeling, every empty apartment i go into to check, i hear the rumbling sound
>It is loud as all fuck it's going to start waking people up, we're going to start getting complaints
>getting a little freaked out, start racing to finish rounds
>get to top floor, turn down hallway, the feeling of someone watching me is gone. Replaced by another feeling that i can't place
>start approaching apartment of person who was just sent to hospital.
>No security lock on door, which is very odd.
>Notice light is on, can see it peering through bottom of door
>notice to slight shadows at door, someone is standing at the door inside the apartment
>thoroughly scared shitless as i approach the door
>Something is very wrong with the peephole
>I get close and look into it
>it's like an eye is starring back at me, but it's all red and yellow, and the pupil is nothing but black
>Who ever is in the apartment is looking at me.
>they are starring, and i can feel my hear skip a beat. I look behind me and realize, there's an empty apartment adjacent to this one that I'm supposed to check..
Leave building, refuse to do Maple building check ever again.
Grave Encounters was pretty shit. Watched the second one with the gf for cuddle material and we just laughed the whole time.
That ending was pretty cool though
>Be me, 12 year old anon
>talking to mom, who is going through grandpa's stuff
>grandpa was murdered when I was 3 sad as fuck
> be in house, going through boxes and shit, mom kinda teary eyed, but she's ok.
>One box stopped mom in tracks. she just looks at it and shudders
> ask little kid shit what is it mom ect
> mom smirks and tells me to come here, and look at grandpa's service pistol
> But what I see terrifies me to this day.
> What type of gun it is, I am a fucking tard, it sits in an old storage box at my uncles now, but the gun...
> best description I can give is what looks like a 1911..*pick kinda related*
> but not normal 1911, this fucker has a bite out of it.
> NOT like ohh some scrapes or it exploded.
>I mean you can see fucking teeth scrapes
>Ohh, it was a shark, thatmakessense.ifuckinghope
>Mom looks at me and shakes head
>Says grandpa got this gun damaged while he was IN japan, not on sea
>Says she was told story with my uncles about this gun
>Granpa on leave in japan, service pistol in tow and combat knife.
>going out fo local indawoodsbar
>leave with few buddies, to bar for drinks poontang ect.
>little jap guide leading them, on old jank road just disappears
>Men not even drunk yet, get pissed untill noise starts
>Apparently sounds like growling, mixed with a fucking chuckle
>Mom says grandpa would always tense up this part
>Grandpa and other soldiers freak out, pull out weapons ect
>CUE huge fucking shadow that leaps out, attacks grandpas friend, would later meat him IRL when 18, names Dan, friends call him Dicky idk why
>Dicky goes down, hear scream grandpa says\
>grandpa fires pistol into Furry mass on dicky
>Grandpa says furry mass was tinged red, with huge fucking horns
>only saw in pistol fire, but after 3 shots grandpa was on ground
>Huge thing on HIM now
>says felt huge pressure where pistol was, like a vice
>Dicky and other soldier come in to save the day with service knives.
Typing out these stories kind of makes me miss that job, decent pay, decent things to do. Saw some crazy shit as a 19 year old. Not worth it to go back. But it makes me miss it.
My gf and I actually did the exact same thing with the first one. She got legitimately nervous at some of the scenes but for the most part it was just me laughing and her gripping my arm. We're saving the second one for some time soon.
>Dicky and soldier 3 later wake up grandpa
>Says that they had to drag him back to base
>deep lacerations in right for-arm, and a fractured wrist
>Also said he wouldn't let go of the gun, period
>Dick, gramps, and soldier 3 try to go over the story, together
>want to bring it to co, ask wtf ect
> Co tells them that they were drunk ect, and that they need be careful in future ect
>explain to co didn't drink, show ALL money is still in pockets, ect not a drop touched.
> CO gets angry, told them to LET IT GO
>Grandpa and dicky keep pushing, soldier 3 pusses out, blames booze ect
>grandpa keeps service pistol, and is discharged for medical reasons
>even though his hand is FINE I am told, still sent home
> many years later, meet dicky
> never explained name, but asked him story
> asked uncles too, but figure they could be "In on it" with mom
> bought give the 80+ plus man a heart attack as he re-tells it to me
>ALLMOST word for fucking word as my mom/grandpa told it
>asks about gun
>tell him still have somehow
>he describes "thing" to me in better detail
>closest pic I could find on net
>Dicky says that it had claws, fur, fangs ect
>man about dies because he had to re-live it whilst telling me
>Fucking fear of spooky shite now
true fucking story /b/, gunna try to get pic tomorrow, since its 1am here, going to see family ect. But Fuck that shite. Never go down a dark road.
I like that a time traveler is on /x/
>be me in high school
>plauged with nightmares and night terrors
>develop sleeping issues because of it
>dreams always feel extremely real
>I start to notice a little girl in my dreams every once and a while
>dark hair and blue eyes like mine but blue as shit
>dont think much of it because little girls are terrifying
>one night have especially real dream
>fucking goosebumps just typing this
>in a very dark room with a light spot in the middle but no light source
>mom is tied to a chair crying
>little girl is there holding a huge ass knife
>what the fuck?
>you know what you must do
>she hands me the knife
>you KNOW what she did to me
>no... I-I dont
>mom starts sobbing and screaming shes sorry
>YOU KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO ANON
>I can't speak out of sheer terror
>she KILLED me anon, YOU HAVE TO
>mom is sobbing harder apologizing
>little girl laughs and the room goes black
>jolt up covered in sweat
>can still hear her laugh echoing in my head
>mom comes in an hour later saying she had an awful nightmare
>wont tell me what it was
>shes obviously shaken
>anon, you know you would've had a little sister if I hadn't made that... horrible decision
>memories of that dream rush back
>have an oh fuck moment
I've convinced myself I probably heard her talking about it when I was little and some other subconscious bullshit.
First semi successful creepypasta thread in a long long time it seems
REC I or II i think
ignore the fb bullshit this was posted ages ago
Alright let me try this shit again
4. Gay couple
5. Hazmat suit or astronaut as previously stated
6. Frogs already dead so, swims nowhere I guess. Plus hes already on an island why would he swim? This is just confusing
10. Lions because theyre dead
1. Crippled kid (previously stated)
2. Stood on a ice to hang himself
3. Identical twins
4. Gay couple (previously stated)
5. Hazmat or astronaut (previously stated)
6. Frog is dead (previously stated)
7. The backpacks are parachutes
8. Wheelchair (previously stated)
9. The wife only bought one return ticket
10. Lions are dead (previously stated)
this was posting like 3 hours ago,while i agree with the sentiment- you are a bit late
you all have honestly not seen this before? wtf newfags
I'll share my spooky story. It's not that spooky, but it's true.
>be 6 years old
>camping at spruce run park
>me and my friend christian are running around exploring
>run way far away from our camp spot
>walking down this little stream
>walk about 15 feet into the forest
>find this old camp site
>don't remember much except that it was torn up and there was garbage, clothes, wrappers, etc. all over the place
>instantly get freaked out
>see a hand sticking out of one of the tents
>christian starts freaking out
>I'm gasping for air
>we both run back to camp
>we tell my mom
>mom tells camp ground owner
>he goes and checks it out
>no tents, no garbage, no hand. Nothing.
>mom tells me not to lie
>me and christian both know what we saw
>talk about it for years
>be about 12
>christian moves away
>me and my family move as well to a place called Centralia Washington
>live right at the base of a hill
>always go hiking up in that hill
>one day christian comes to visit for the weekend
>we go hiking
>trails have been constructed by the city so that people can safely hike
>we are hiking up one of the usual trails
>we decide to go frog hunting (little tree frog bastards everywhere)
>end up going off the trail a bit
>reach a small clearing
>mfw tents, garbage, and clothes everywhere
>mfw one tent has a hand sticking out of it
>start panicking again
>tell christian to run
>we both run down the hill
>never speak of it to anyone because we don't want to be called liars again
I'm taking the bait for anyone who still doesn't get it.
The green texted post was a response to the last post in that thread.
But notice that the green text was posted BEFORE the last post In that thread.
I think I found the berry picker story
Off the Air - Nightmares [Adult Swim]
>Anonymous (ID: mDtDn2u3) 10/15/14(Wed)22:40:47 No.574165282▶>>574165521
you fucking retards look at the ids of the replies. this can be easily done in photoshop or even ms paint