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The Scary Hyper-Realistic Story.

One time I was on the cumputer and I was on 9gay, I mean gag. I scrolled down and noticed a hyper realistic post. On it was a hyper realistic skeleton bathed in hyper realistic blood. I cried hyper realistic tears and saw that my cat was super hyper realistic. My mum came into my room and she looked hyper realistic. I was hyper realistically fapping. My mom hyper realistically jacked me off cuz plot and i hyper realistically came hyper realistic cum. I landed on my hyper realistic keyboard, yes... hyper realistically. I then hyper-realistically dick-slapped triggur and and a hyper realistic dick popped out of my cumputer and hyper realistically slapped me.
Category:Hyper-realistic
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Shortpasta
The Scary Kid

hi i saw a scary kid. i asked him what was he doing in a house. he then said he killed himself with ear. i said but how. but then he said EAR and ran away. i thought he wanted me to kill self with ear so i ripped ear off of my body. but then i wasn't dead. then some guy came up and said RUN i then ran while pissing my pants and i said OH GOD HELP PLEASE HELP GOD GOD NOOOOO!!!! then i went in my car and went on top of my car on over top of my car to the under top of my car and drove away. the guy then said I FIND YOU and i was so scared and i was like that was close. but then i woke up and then i saw him next to me and im like help. so if you can read this help me i live outside bye now.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:English Class Failure
Category:WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta
The Scary Man

Once upon a time there was this scary man yah, and he was very scary. And he was scary, and one day the very scary man said. "I'm guna scare some little kids!" So the scary man walked to these little kid's houses, and rung the doorbell, a little kid anserd and said, "Hi hoo are you?" And the very scary man who was very scary said, "I'm a scary man and I am guna scare you!" The kid said. "No you can't cuz I wont let you in!" and the little kid closed the door but the scary man wouldnt give up! and it was night and walked back to kids house. Scary man brought ladder this time, so he climbed up to the kids' window, and opened it up, then he saw the kids in bed and said. "Boo! I am gonna scare you!" and the Billy woke up and said, "Oh Yeah? Well taste my older brother's butt!" and he waked up his 20 year old brother who fired his dedly diareeuh at the scary man and the scary man melted because the poo was asid!. The next day at school, the kids were at school, and they were at school, and in class guess what? They had a sub and it was a sub, and guess what else? THE SUBSTITUTE TEACHER WAS THE SCARY MAN!!! HE HAD COME BACK FROM THE DED!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Beings
Category:Wall of Text
Category:Potty Humor
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
The Scary Maze

It all began with an episode of Schitt's Creek, I was watching the show in my bedroom when one of my friends' (let's call him Bob) found a scary game we should play. Bob likes horror and anything scary. I'm not very interested in horror, but it'll try not to shit myself just for this one occasion. 
Bob took me to this sketchy-ass website that looked like it has at least fifty viruses on it. 
I swear if Bob shows me some Freddy Krueger porn again, I'll kick him out my motherfucking house.
"Here, look," Bob said while intently looking into the screen, "click the link, this should take you to the site." I reluctantly clicked the link. Not like I'm scared to play the game because I'm a massive, Grade A pussy, but because I'm scared of getting a virus on my grandma's computer. If she finds a virus on here, my ass will be as rare as a medium-rare steak. 
The link lead to a game with a maze and a red square. 
This game isn't scary at all, it's just some shitty, poorly drawn maze. 
"The goal is to to get to the end of a level without hitting into the walls of the maze," he said excitedly, "you can do this!"
I finished the first few levels almost effortlessly, almost every level I finished, the more excited Bob would become. At one point, I could have swore that Bob had an ear-to-ear smile. Something is going on here, I thought, fuck. 
I passed the rest of the levels until I got jumpscared by the most horrific face ever. I fell ass-first onto the floor while Bob laughs his ass off. I screamed at the top of my lungs and I died. 
I later became skeleton and wrote this. 
The end...
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Vidya games
Category:Skeletons
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:SUPR SKAREY IMAG
Category:Im died
Category:TRUE STORY
Category:Shortpasta
The Scary Movie

Once there was a really scary movie of Jeff the Killer. It was called Jeff the Thriller, and the lead actor was BEN the Stiller. The movie started with Samara Morgan from The Ring playing TF2 and the team needed a spy so she said she would spy in 7 days. But that wasn't soon enough so she got banned by Saxton Hale. She was mad so she cursed the game, cursing everyone who played it to spy in 7 days. A week later everyone got banned because they were really crappy spies. The scariest part of the movie was when they all went and wrote TF2 pastas about what happened. At the end of the movie Jeff the Killer married Jane the Killerplayed by MrBigDogand they had a baby who was Joe the Schmo, who was scarier than either of them.
I still don't know what happened in that theatre to this day, but when I left when the movie ended, I was pregnant.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Jeff the Killer
Category:Zel-DUUHHH
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Inside Jokes
Category:Vidya games
Category:Shortpasta
The Scary Paintings

My friend Carlos says he's a great artist, but there's only one problem: his paintings are so scary, no one can look at them.
Like, this one time he called up an art gallery, and the art gallery guy tried to look at them but couldn't and then closed the art gallery. The next day, it burned down. Carlos called him back and after a long time, the art guy admitted to burning down the gallery and moving to Alaska and getting a job in a salmon hatchery instead of having anything more to do with the scary, scary paintings.
That's just an example. Most people don't handle it that well, and just go insane when they see them, or die, or go insane and die, and this one lady died and then went insane, which was weird but it's the best way I could describe it.
Carlos was really bummed out after the art gallery fiasco, and he kind of disappeared for a while. Then later I ran into him at the butcher shop buying two big buckets of blood. These were to paint with. Did I mention that sometimes he paints in blood? Because he does that.
Anyway Carlos is like, "Hey, you should check out my NEW paintings, they're REALLY good, and very scary."
I tell him that I don't know about that, because most people don't do so well after looking at those things, and I don't like what happens to them. But Carlos reassures me that I'll be fine so I say okay.
Carlos paints all his paintings in this stone cellar of this giant house he apparently lives in. Anyway I go down the stairs and yeah, there's a bunch of his paintings. They're very terrifying but otherwise I don't have any bad reaction to them.
And then I'm like, "Hey, how come YOU can paint these things? I mean you're looking at them the whole time."
"That's because they're SELF-PORTRAITS," Carlos said.
And then I realized I had been dead and insane the whole time.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Originally on r/shittynosleep
The Scary Pasta

So, I walked to some shady man's garage sale. I saw that there was a frozen dinner box labeled "The Creepy Pasta", which I thought was a Halloween version of a popular Frozen Pasta brand or something. I asked how much it was, and the old man said that it was free.
Then, as I left with the frozen pasta, the old man said "Goodbye then" or something. I did not hear it. At home, to my surprise, the pasta was still well within the "Best Before" date. That sent a shiver to my spine. There was no mold or anything inside. It was frozen.
My fears were confirmed when I tried to microwave it. It has been 3/4 finished. Then, the pasta came to life as a giant pasta monster! The giant pasta monster told me to go to some clever bot site or something, and the site said that it is my computer. Then, a skeleton popped out. 
I drove my car out of my house, and to my surprise, the moon was huge. It looked like it was going to fall at any moment. Then, I saw a statue or something following me. There was an absence of other people around here. All the vehicles had no people in them, only puddles of blood or pasta sauce or something. Then, from one of the vehicles, a skeleton popped out.
The moon fell on the skyscrapers downtown, and wrecked the big tower with a clock on it. Then BEN drowned and the phone rang but who was phone? THE END.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:EVIL FOOD
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Zel-DUUHHH
Category:And then a skeleton popped out
Category:Shortpasta
The Scary Pool

So one day I was getting real hot, my mom said I needed to stop jacking off to Chinese cartoons and i reluctantly decided to go to a pool for exersise, but when I went, there was only 3 people, and they all had Blood coming out from them, one of them sprinted towards me and tried to tell me that anime wasn't real, so I ran and hid in the changing room closet, I hide there pissing and shitting and clutching my anime body pillow praying that they'll go away.
But then another one finds me in the closet and tried to give me an expired roblox gift card from 2015, I wanted to resist but i ended up taking it, then they framed me for scamming 5 dollars worth of robux from them and I jumped into the pool to hide, but little did my dumbass know I didn't know how to swim and they started pouring blood into the pool blocking my vision, I needed to Jack off one last time and pray that the cum will overcum the blood, and it worked!
I was sitting there in joy as the lifeguard came out of nowhere and had to evacuate everyone because someone jizzed in the pool, when I came out covered in shit cum and blood, and the three monsters were gone! I was so scared but happy that they were gone, the lifeguard banned me from going these again and now I'm trying to convince my mommy to get me chicken nuggies, so moral of the story, never judge a book by it's cover.
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Satire
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
The Scary Potato

Hi my name is Thomas and this is the story of my life I know that is song but it has nothing about this story. As any family I have a wife two kids in their 20s and one umm nevermind. You know what let's just begin. Me my wife my kids were all sleeping but not me I couldn't stop thinking of what happened yesterday. I'll tell you what happened I was driving home from a party and I almost died because of a potato you might be like what? But it's true I was driving home and I saw a potato in the road so I pulled over and picked it up well at least tried. This potato grew arms and legs! It tried to push me in front of a car but it failed it just dropped down and I suppose died. I was really confused what happened I just stood there on the road. Then a police car pulled up and talked to me. He asked a few questions like why are you in the middle of the road why did you pull over stuff like that. Then I tolled him it was a potato but obesely didn't believe me who would? He did an alcohol test and said you be careful but why a potato? Then I drove home I saw another potato in the road and I actually puked I don't know why it was just a potato. Luckily I had some towels and cleaned it up. This time I ran over the potato but again saw another police officer that looked a lot like the one that passed me already for some reason he pulled me over and did the same as the officer that already left but with this officer his face was a potato. I could swear it was normal before but now it was a potato. Later I just left and got home but my family was gone well they were there just replaced by potatoes. I later just slept and hoped everything was gone but no. I straight went to the doctor he was normal and said I was bit by a radioactive potato! I screamed so loud I blew up. THE END
Then a skeleton pops out
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Category:And then a skeleton popped out
Category:English Class Failure
Category:EVIL FOOD
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Shortpasta
The Scary Thingy

A small boy walked down the side of the road. His name was Timothy. He was on his way home but it was getting dark. Really dark really fast. He had been on creepypasta.com at his friends house before he left and he was really scared because he read some scary stories. He hurried home, walking quickly, relieved to see his house.
"Ooooh..." He heard a noise. A twig breaking and what sounded like a ghost.
"Ooooh... OOOOOH..." The noise was louder now, and Timothy was jogging.
The noise got 10x louder, making Timothy's heart race. "OOOOOOOH!" Timothy broke into a sprint. He was just a few hundred yards from his house. He could hear something behind him. He got to the door but it was locked. He jumped over the railing and went to the back door.
He got through the back door. He was safe. He walked upstairs. He popped Small of Pooty: White Ops II into his Y-BOX 720 and started to play. Then he looked out the window and there was a scary thing and he was struck down with a heart attack. And guess what --- the scary thing was a balloon!!! It was tied to his backpack the whole time!
END
Category:Trollpasta
Category:Ghoooosts
Category:WHAT A TWIST!
Category:Well, that was pointless.
Category:Shortpasta
The School Basement

When I was a child, in third grade, to be exact, there were tales that the basement of my school was haunted by a janitor that died of an ownkown reason.
Some say he was killed by a ghost, and some say he was strangled by some wires. I thought it was all a joke, so now, being in seventh grade, I decided to gather up some friends and went to check it out. As it turns out, the elementary school shut down because of concerned health issues in the cafeteria.
My best friend Swim and I packed up a flashlight, a phone, and a pocket knife, just in case. We lived only a few miles from the old school so we took our backpacks and we headed to the school. When we got to the school, the doors were locked.
"I don't think we should do this", Swim told me.
I insisted we did. We ended up busting a few windows, and climbed inside. The school had vines growing inside, and desks turned over.
"This is really creepy", Swim told me.
"Swim, don't worry, it'll be fine", I assured him. We were walking in the hallway, our footsteps echoed, when all of a sudden, someone met my shoulder. "SHIT!" I yelled.
There were two people, about our age. A boy, and a girl, each equipped with flashlights. "Hey, we're going to check out the basement", the boy said.
"Yeah, and we're about to get the hell out of here", Swim said.
"No, we're going with you guys," I said.
The boy and girl led us to the door. The hinges were broken and there was a sign that was ripped and faded.
It read:
"Caution: NO STUDENTS ALLOWED!"
I turned the knob and walked inside. The door slammed shut. Swim and I said, "What the..?" when all of a sudden the door locked. The boy and girl were laughing, with grins on their face when all of a sudden, they vanished.
Swim and I begged for help, and our hands trembled as we reached for our phones. "Dial 911!" I yelled at Swim. "I'm trying!" Swim replied. But right as he dialed the number, the phone slipped out of his hand and slid across the room. Boards creaked and we heard footsteps as I spotted a window. "Swim! Follow me!" I yelled. We ran across the room where the janitor I assumed was.
I busted the window and I jumped out. I tried to help Swim but as a tugged on him, he seemed to slip into the window. Swim yelled and pleaded to the being to let him go, but it was as if the darkness devoured him. This happened two years ago and I am now in a mental hospital for schizophrenia, but when I get out of here, I'll kill whoever took Swim, I'll kill it.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Beings
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Old Shit
The Schoolbag

Back in the late 1950s there lived a boy named Jonathan. He had brown hair,he was short,and he always wore a black trenchcoat with a hood. He lived a normal life, but in school, he would always be bullied emotional and physical and they would say his trenchcoat is ugly and he wears it just to be cool. 
One day, the bullies apologized to him and they became friends, or so he thought. A few weeks after The kids became friends, the bullies led Jonathan to a shed, The bullies called it the "hangout". Once the all the kids went in, the last one came in and locked the door.
The bullies then looked at Jonathan, and smiled. Jonathan whimpering, said things like, "What are you doing?!", "Stand back!" and "Get away from me!". One of the bullies pulled Jonathan to the floor and the kids started to beat up Jonathan till he died. 
Years Later, during a reunion, one of the bullies noticed the shed where he killed Jonathan with his friends. Curious, He went inside the shed.
Everybody in the reunion then, heard a giant skrilling scream. They all rushed to the shed. When the door opened everyone saw Jonathan with his black trenchcoat and a hood on, But as if he was older around the same age as everyone at the reunion, He was staring at the ground but he then looked up at everyone. He then said: Nobody "remembered me..". He than vanished like particles of dust. 
Everyone than saw The Corpse of the man who screamed with his face smashed, next to him was Jonathan's old SchoolBag. They then opened the bag and when they viewed the contents everyone was horrified, some vommited. Jonathan's mutilated rotted corpse was in the bag.
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Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:DIALOGUE!
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:English Class Failure
Category:Shortpasta
The Scone Bone & Where it Came From... Because you have no choice

Ever wonder where the Bone of Scone from Pounding Puppies: The Legend of Big Paw came from? And how it was made? Well, lemme tell ya, baby (O3O).
The Scone Bone, according to various medieval manuscripts, in the Pound Puppies world, comma, was made from the skin of an extremely rare canine breed. The skin was dipped in le magic potion, processed through a photo-booth (How the fuck do photo booths exist in the middle ages?), generated into rock, and melted into a bone mold by a drunken tenacious warlock named "Pierre DeCoochie. The" bone was originally handed over to Big Paw (who was just a puppy at that time), then to Digalot, and finally inside a stone. It was considered a reminder that any stupid individual peasant back in the Dark Ages would get it as a curse. A curse where they're forced to talk to a dog for the rest of their life. Or, maybe not, I dunno.
Now anybody who's got the Bone of SconeTM and even Puppy Power (I WASN'T TALKING ABOUT SCRAPPY DOO) will be cursed by the soul of the dead rare canine who got skinned alive.
Remember, you can talk to your dog because you've got puppy power. If your dog doesn't talk, then there's something wrong with you.
Or technically, this doesn't exist because this "Scone Bone" is from a cartoon film. So either way, you're fouled.
But the bad thing is, I GOT THE BONE OF SCONE! IT WAS ME! ME, MOTHERFUCKERZ! AND YOU GOTZ IT TO!!!
Category:Trollpasta
Category:THERY
Category:Look at me! I'm SO EDGY!
Category:Shortpasta
The Scooter

Oh shit it's almost Christmas! It's such a nice time of year isn't it? I love Christmas.
But.. when I was young... something strange happened. Allow me to talk about it.
I was seven years old at the time, I am currently 28. I got the best present you could ever want. A scooter. I loved it. I would go on it around the streets and knock on doors and run off it was so fast.
So I went to bed a week later and said 'Thankyou God for the scooter, it is my best friend'. I woke up the next morning and my scooter was in my room. 'How did this get here' I said, so I picked it up and put it outside, but when I returned to my room it was back, and this time it had a sticky note on it saying 'I want to play'. 
I thought it was my brother messing 'bout so I was like 'Ah fuck off' and then I went on Runescape like a sad moron I am. Anyway, suddenly the scooter moved on it's own, like someone pushed it. I was still on my bed as I was worried, then suddenly metallic hands came out the side of the bars, and it stood up right. It was like a transformer, as it turned into a robot.
I rubbed my eyes and assumed it was all the cocaine I took earlier but it was really here! I said 'Hello Scooter' and it said 'Hey kid, wanna go break the law?' and since I was a braindead shit I decided to do it. We went around and I took my water pistol shooting the shops, and I threatened an old lady to give me her cotton ball to finish my homework. I fucking loved this scooter. 
After a week of it being alive, the scooter vanished, and I never saw it again. I was sad.
I havn't seen it since, but last time I saw it, it was smoking weed and had a bag of blue meth in it's hands and it left a note saying 'Los Pollos'.
I miss that scooter. :( 
Category:Trollpasta
Category:SMOKE WEED ERRYDAY
Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Holidays
The Screaming

My day started out normal, me going to school, getting home and playing Minecraft.
This was when the Halloween update was still being made. So, I decided to look around on the Internet for a cracked version. I eventually found one, and installed it.
I stared Minecraft and made a new world, but something was wrong. When I loaded the world, everything was flat, except for a sign I could see in the distance. I started walking towards it, but the sign kept moving further away, so I turned around and there was a person, with glowing white eyes, just standing there. A little unsettled but nonetheless still wildly curious, I did my best to ignore him and tried to walk away, but I couldn't move. It was as if something invisible was preventing me from going anywhere. The mysterious figure walked towards me, screaming a horrifying scream. I tried to close Minecraft but, supposedly under the influence of the figure, my computer seemed to refuse to respond to my frantic attempts. I was freaking out. He pulled out a sword, but it wasn't a wooden sword, stone sword, iron sword, gold sword or diamond sword - it was black, and messily caked with blood. Then Minecraft crashed.
The screaming persisted, and I unplugged my computer, but that wouldn't stop it. That's when I started really freaking out. I turned around. A man was standing behind me. He had eerie white eyes that triggered instinctive terror and fear deep in my gut - they were too white, they were wrong; completely lacking texture, shadow or shape, they burned pure white as if a blank plane entirely devoid of matter. I then remembered what I had read the night before. Before me stood the fabled Herobrine. I was unable to move, paralysed, as he drew the same wretched black sword as I had seen in-game, this one too caked with the foul dried blood of those before me.
Category:Deletion Log Refugees
Category:Bad Creepypasta
Category:Minecrap
Category:Pointless Violence
Category:Well, that was anticlimactic.
Category:Old Shit
Category:Shortpasta