PsychotrhaSo tell me your story if you like.
Hi, my name is Dan and I fear many things, most simple things but my biggest fear sounds more stupid then the rest of them... Bunnies and rabbits are my biggest fear. You may think they are soft and cute, and most bunnies are... But not this one... I know that you will think I'm insane and crazy after this story, the story of why I became insane...
I was outside in the garden, just chilling, reading and drinking my soda. My little sister, Carly had her friend over so they could play in the pool. They loved jumping in to the pool. Then Carly and her friend jumped in to the pool at the same time so the water splashed all over me. While I walked in to the house all wet, they said sorry when I walked in, but I just ignored them.
When I came in the house my mom said to me
-Well now that you're wet you can just as well take a shower. You haven't taken a shower for three days now, you smell sweat.
-Yeah, yeah! I guess I'll do that then.
I responded with an a
Hidden Behind A Mask - Part 3
The hoot of an owl sounded, and managed to wake Ethan up. He opened his eyes slowly, and for his right eye, difficultly. Something seemed to be caked around his right eye, but he managed to look up.
He was lying on his back on the ground, in the middle of the forest; looking up into the sky. It was dark now, the sun had set and the numerous stars shined like gems in the sky. Ethan groaned, his entire body felt sore. Not quite remembering what had taken place, he tried to pick himself off of the ground, failed, and fell. He tried once more, and managed to sit up. He noticed a very strong scent in the air as well.
Something was off, his vision felt odd. The night seemed clearer to him, it was easier to point out different objects. His hand felt as if there was something on it. Ethan raised his right hand to look at it. Once his eyes made out the hand in the darkness, he gasped in horror at the sight of it.
Ethan’s right hand w
Childhood Friends (Creepypasta)Helena and I were friends since I can remember. We played together, we laughed and cried together, we even ate dinner together sometimes. Our friendship surely was one of the special kind. You see, I never was the very sociable type. Kids always used to laugh at me for my strange looks, thus it was hard for me to make any friends. In fact, Helena was the only true friend I've ever had, but she was enough for me. Her smile alone made me go through another day of my miserable life. She was kindhearted, open minded, and overall the most gracious person I've ever met in my life. Talking about meeting, I can exactly remember the day we met for the very first time.
It was in a big department store in Kansas. It was nearly Christmas time and everyone was buying presents like crazy, paying outrageous prices to obtain all the stuff their loved ones wanted. I never really understood why they always relied on material gifts instead of just love and care for each other, but I digress here. I was s
KnockingBeing the only one awake in a house at the witching hour isn't always the best of ideas. Besides no one being awake to help you, every small sound would make you jump.
Knocking. This kept the adult male from concentrating on his work, a presentation he had to review before his keynote speech in two day's time. Fingers trembled slightly as he tried to type, the key strokes slowing to a stop. Slowly pushing the chair back, wheels somewhat creaking, he stood up and walked carefully to the bedroom, where he peaked through the door, the light from the hallway spilling through the crack and illuminating a strip of the room. There, on the bed, was his wife and young daughter, sound asleep. Sighing, he realized with some relief that they were okay.
As he pulled the door over, his muscles seized up as the light knocking sounded again, from the opposite side of the home. Treading lightly, he stopped in front of the closed door, one that hasn't been opened f