My husband had an affair. I found out because he brought her home when he didn’t realize I was there. They burst through the door, lips locked, making out in our breezeway. When he finally…
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My father named me Laika because when I was born, my grandfather told him to treat me like a bad dog. To Father, Laika was synonymous with dog. He used the name to remind me…
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During the summer of 2003, events in the northeastern United States involving a strange, human-like creature sparked brief local media interest before an apparent blackout was enacted. Little or no information was left intact, as…
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“In the summer of 1987, it was there that my best friend and I did something unspeakable.” Teenage friends have a strong bond. They can dare each other to do dangerous things, all in the…
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“So how did it start?” “Don’t you know?” “I want to hear it from you.” “I’ve never considered myself to be a good person. I’ve done many… immoral things. Even when I was young. The…
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It started with a single hair in my soup. My girlfriend loves cooking, so I figured it must’ve been one of hers, but it was too long. Too long to be mine, either. “Weird,” she…
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This is not my child. That was all I could think. “Honey?” said my husband. “Is everything all right?” “Who is this?” I said, staring at the little girl I’d never seen before, standing in…
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There are dozens of dark stories about creatures and beings that supposedly dwell in the backwoods of America. From shaggy forest men to glowing spirits that haunt long deserted houses, these nightmares get handed down…
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I love creepy pastas. Always have. My favorite have always been the Pokemon ones, I have no idea why. I’m just… Drawn to them. They’ve never actually scared me, don’t get me wrong. I’m not…
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“Hello, is this Mr. Henderson?“ There was no real reason for me to pick up the phone. The spam app on my cell called out the mystery number right away. But, hell, I thought. Fuck…
(1 votes, average: 4.00 out of 5)
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