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October

Dagan Billips

in #horror • 3 weeks ago

In shadows of October dawn Was when the sickness came Foul breath of death wanton Denizens plagued in blain . I saw from high window As death drew nigh in tow Courier sent afar Then close my door ajar . As the leaves grew redder And the days grew dire My flock grew fettered Flayed upon the pyre . Cast in glow of dying wick I, too, could feel the sick Solitude in this shadowy hour Locked away inside this tower . Rolling past autumn plains Haze of grey sinks low

3 min 3 min 0 0

Hungry Grass

NightmareNugget

in #creepypasta • 4 weeks ago

The first thing my granny ever taught me about food was that you never, ever leave the house without a bit of bread in your pocket.

1h 23m 1 hr 23 min 4.6 2 0

I Didn't Listen

JosephTheSnail

in #creepypasta • 1 month ago

When I read the articles about him. I spent three weeks looking through my window. I was terrified by the thought of him being in the woods. I thought it was hunting me at first, trying to get me into a tragedy; it wanted me to suffer, but I was entirely wrong. I know, what a way to start, but I have been suffering from sudden explosive nosebleeds and migraines.

10 min 10 min 0 3

The Wood Stalker

MrPierre_5556

in #horror • 3 months ago

November 1756 Quebec Canadian Wilderness

9 min 9 min 0 0

Goatboy of North Carolina

JosephTheSnail

in #creepypasta • 4 months ago

My dad shared with me a story that happened a long time ago. I apologize if some details do not make sense; my dad was younger back then, so details may be a bit fuzzy.

7 min 7 min 0 3

The Scalp of Rabid Wolf

Dagan Billips

in #horror • 1 year ago

Of the early days of the world, after our ancestors crossed the Bering Straight and millennia before any of the tribes we know of today existed, very little is actually remembered. Sure, there are tales of the beginning of Man, and of the Earth, but those are only fables… legends told to explain what was then unexplainable. This, however, is not a fable, but a story. A story probably distorted by time, but at its core true, nonetheless.

15 min 15 min 3.8 1 0

This is What They Did to Him

Xadoc

in #horror • 1 year ago

The verdict was final. I wished I had just died then. The people tasked with performing this ritual drank, Drank until they couldn't anymore, For if they were sober, They wouldn't have been able to go through with it. They stripped me of my clothing. They flogged me. Scraps of metal and shards of glass, Embedded into each tail of the flogger. Each tail would wrap around me, Glass and metal digging into my flesh. Then they would pull it back, Shards dragging inside my skin,

2 min 2 min 3 1

The Arm of Antietam

fredkramer2125

in #creepypasta • 1 year ago

My stomach rumbled as we approached the edge of the woods. It was nearly midday, but I hadn't eaten in hours. Supply troubles and nerves had left me with little food and next to no appetite. A combination that was less than ideal heading into my first taste of combat.