“Come on James!” I hurriedly whispered. “Coming man!” James replied quietly. We had been walking back from a long day at the park, playing football, buying some snack and being a general nuisance to the birds that wanted to pick up crumbs from the ground. Our walk from and to the park took us around the outskirts of a condemned neighbourhood, and though we were slightly spooked by the general vibes being given off the place during the day, it was nowhere near as creepy and grotesque during the night. Oftentimes when either of us would walk we could hear a slight creak or some rustle, yet we assured ourselves it must be just age taking its toll in the houses. “Fancy exploring…

Growing up, I always had plenty of books to read. Now, my family and I lived in a modified schoolhouse from a long time ago, so my house always had a creaky, creepy feel to it. It used to be two classrooms. One upstairs and one downstairs. The lower floor became the primary classroom, after leaks had ruined the upper floor. But, renovations made it a house today. Probably why a lot of kids never wanted to come over. Being an only child was, as you can guess, quite boring. Most of you who were only children will know what I mean. I could always go out and get friends, but I just wasn’t very good at talking. So, my…

This is a reboot of the original Jeff the Killer by Sesseur. This reboot was written by K. Banning Kellum in 2015, and won a community vote to be the new Jeff the Killer story on the Creepypasta Fandom Wiki. The day Jeffrey Woods and his family arrived at their new home, the sky was overcast and the weather was muggy. The gray seemed to punctuate his mood. He was not thrilled to be here. Their new home was beautiful, though, a true example of his father’s newfound success. But still, it wasn’t the home he’d known. A week after they’d settled in, Jeff and Liu woke up early. The sky was a crisp and gorgeous blue, and although the Louisiana…

I quickly walked through the cabin, making sure everything was nice and tidy, just right. I’ve gotten pretty good at getting the whole cabin clean in less than a day. After a quick alignment of the magazines on the coffee table, the place was perfect. Penny would have been proud. The name of the place was “The Comfy and Cozy Cabin.” Sounds relaxing, right? The cabin was built into a slab of rock, right in the middle of nowhere, North Carolina. It’s three stories tall, and features a breathtaking view of the mountains. We bought it for basically nothing, it was in total shambles. It took quite a bit of money to get the place up and running again. In…