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(Creepypasta) The Diver
They say she only comes out at night to attack. If that were true my story would have no leg to stand on, as it happened in the middle of the day. But I know what I witnessed and I know it was her. She comes out not just at night but any time male, only male, children are left unattended. She's in the water, just waiting for a chance to drag her next victim down to a watery grave.
But, unlike folklore stories, she is no mermaid. She pretends to be a drowning victim, body limp and pale, floating face down in the water.
You probably are wondering who I am talking about so I will start from the beginning.
I was ten at the time and my family owned a cliff side house by the ocean. This was our summer home and it was a great place to play, there was even a path leading down to a small beach hidden from view between two rocky cliff walls, climbing out of the water.
One day during our visit my best friend, Nate's, family came over for a visit. I was excited, and wanted to show him around.
BEN Creepypasta Backstory THEORYBenjamin Pittman was born on April 26, 1990, to two abusive, alcoholic parents in the outskirts of Canton, Ohio. Young Ben was beaten daily, and his parents always told him that the day he was born was "a terrible fate" upon them. Ben never went to school, instead hiding in his room whenever he could, scared and never making any real friends. At age eight, he was rescued by the Child Protective Services and was sent to the nearby home of his loving grandfather to be fostered there. Ben gradually came to enjoy life a bit more at his grandfather's house, and began coming out of his shell more and more. He was home-schooled by his grandfather, as he didn't have the money to send him to any of the good schools nearby, though Ben wasn't bothered by this at all. After getting his hands on an old GameBoy his grandfather had picked up at a flea market, with a cartridge of TETRIS inside of it, Ben became fascinated with video games. He eventually saved up enough spare money to buy a few more ca
Lullaby for a KillerJeffery Blalock lied in his bed, staring continuously at the wall beside him. Every now and then, he blinked to move at least one part of his body since he was too tired to move around. Despite his unusual lack of sleep, he couldn't seem to slip away from reality into a dream. His brother, Liu, was in the next room, snoring his head off. It wasn't why he couldn't sleep. Jeff'd had to deal with his brother for pretty much his entire life by now and had gotten used to the sound even though there was entire wall separating them.
After another hour, Jeff was able to flip to his left side. His eyes began tracing the dim, yellow light from the hallway outside his door. He began back-tracking his day; waking up, getting dressed, having a bowl of cereal, going to school, chatting with some friends, and coming home. Jeff couldn't think of anything that could keep him awake.
He let out a frustrated grunt and forced himself out of bed. Jeff began sliding his aching feet across the flo
Bambi: A fox's feast part 2The fox crept towards the bunny one step at a time, her wet tongue leaking drool onto the cave floor as she anticipated the feast to come. Thumper’s thick lapin scent filled the vixen’s nose and made her sigh; she was going to enjoy eating this one maybe even more than his friend, he certainly looked more filling. The vixen stopped to savor the moment, seeing the rabbit shaking in fear and feeling the skunk still struggling inside her full stomach was sending the predatory vixen into a state of ecstasy. She wanted to tear this little rabbit apart piece by piece, but that wouldn’t nearly as fun as swallowing him whole and feeling him squirm inside her belly.
Thumper stared at her through wide eyes, his ears bent back in fear and desperation, as the vixen moved closer towards him. He could see hear the fox’s stomach gurgling with his friend still trapped inside, “Why are you doing this?” the rabbit asked tearfully, he just couldn’t understand why
betrayal leads to terrible endings :P
"sarah, come with me" vivian said, she grabbed sarah's arm and pulled sarah into the girls restroom. "what about soo ting?" sarah asked, "she's going to stay out there til im finished with you" vivian replied. all 3 girls were wearing a blue and white tank-top that was short and they all wore blue miniskirts with black boots. there bare belly's were all exposed and visible. vivian grabbed both of sarah's arms and forced them to her sides, "what the hell are you doing?" sarah asked. "im going to eat you, you look so tasty!" vivian exclaimed.
she shoved sarah's head into her mouth before sarah could even react. sarah's screams became muffled. sarah fought back as hard as she could but vivian had a strong grip on her, she slowly swallowed sarahs breast and shoulders. "MMMPHHHH NOMF!!! IM NOTF FOODF!" sarah screamed through a face full of saliva. vivian took another gulp, sarahs tasty bare stomach slowly entered her mouth. vivian sucked on sarahs bare belly for a few moments, coating it wi
reality (pt 2)
it was all the same. every day i wasted in a white room, sketching and writing. i didn't speak to anyone, the nurse's sometimes sunk pills into my water so i would take them. i never drank it, i couldn't. if i had i would lose the only thing that would even think of me as human. as a real thing. my sanity was lost, and torn apart, there was no hope for retrieving it. killing my only friend would only make me kill others, or end my own life. he was the only thing that had been with me my whole life, and never let me down. everything i did was part of his plan, i didn't question it though. i never did. he was the only thing i could trust.
a nurse walked in. i could tell she stopped before entering and slipped another drug in my water. there was no clicking sound when she entered.
"good morning joshua, how are you?" she asked with a fake smile and tone of voice, setting "food" down on the t
Be QuietMisery: eh, another story of my creepypasta oc, Misery... I’m sorry, I kind of suck at original stories
This is Misery’s point of view~
I just wanted to talk things over, I didn’t want to do it. She just pushed me over the edge... and the knife in my hand... slipped across her neck, and continued to stab in and out of her body. She was so pretty, on the outside. On the inside she was ugly, horrid, disgusting. She was nothing but another slime ball in this disgusting world. The preppy head cheerleader, the prom queen, the disgusting fake that’s only popular because of her knowledge of everyone elses failures. Her friends hate her, it’s obvious they hate and fear her. What she knew of them I don’t know, and it doesn’t matter anymore. I did the world a favor by getting rid of this scuzzball.
Should I start from the beginning about what happened? No, I
reality (pt 1)
I screamed. His blood stained my hands. It was every where. I could barley hold my self up, tears covered my face mixing into the blood. this can't be happening. No please tell me this isn't happening!
A faint grin arose from my lips, I chuckled a bit. "what's wrong? why are you crying?"
i twitched, shaking, fear filled me. the blood was everywhere. i loved it, but at the same time i wished this hadn't happened.
"he's dead" i whispered to my self. "WHY IS HE DEAD!?" i fell to my knees, ripping my nails into my head. the dark red color continued to stain more. "dad... you can't leave me... i can't live alone.... not with her"
a loud thud echoed threw my ear. i froze, it came from my mothers room. i ran into it, bursting the door open. there was no light in the room. i threw on the switch to lighten the room. i gagged as more te
Anna's beach surprise :P"i love my new bikini" Anna said to herself. she was a beautiful girl with brown hair and brown eyes, she had a great looking body. she rubbed her right hand across her bare stomach, she was all alone on the beach or so she thought. sloppy joe was stalking her, and he had plans to eat her. she sat all alone on her beach towel, completely unaware of the danger she was in. she decided to lay down on her stomach so she could feel the warm sun on her back. sloppy joe crept up on her, he stretched out his arms and he slowly licked his hips.
his shadow cast over her, she looked up and instantly began screaming. sloppy joe grabbed her arms and forced them to her sides, he quickly shoved her head in his mouth. her screams became muffled. she kicked her legs and wiggled her fingers frantically, she tried punching him but he had a firm grip on her arms. he held them to her sides, making it impossible for her to punch. he took another gulp, her breast and shoulders entered his mouth, "MMMPHH HEYM
RD4 - Ashley's Crappy Rescue 13
Bursting into the camp, he yelled, "GRAB ALL OF OUR CRAP, WE'VE GOTTA MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE! Zombies are after me!" Luis woke with a start. "Whaddya do this time..." He asked, slightly drowsy. "I ACCIDENTALLY SNIPED ONE WHILE I WAS TARGET PRACTICING TO GET MY MIND OFF OF DESTROYING THINGS AND AAAAAAAGH" Leon choked as a zombie grabbed him from behind. Luis sat and watched his friend, laughing. God, was this Spaniard stupid. "Haha, Leon, I think that zombie likes you!"
"Are you having your 'evil issues' again?"
"Oh, OH! CRAP, LEON, THERE'S A ZOMBIE CHOKING YOU!"
Luis pulled out his gun and shot the zombie. Both Leon and the zombie fell to the ground, except Leon was breathing heavily and rubbing his neck. More zombies started appearing down the path by the time Leon recovered, but he recovered in about 10 seconds. These zombies were moving pretty fast. "Ugh, okay... LETS GO! DON'T FORGET THE STUPID PIZZA, LUIS! Ahem, ugh, okay. Good. NOW
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