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Creepypasta, by definition, is a short horror story originating from the internet that has been shared/re-posted at least 100 times.
Of course, as the purpose of this group is to get horror stories enough limelight so they BECOME Creepypasta, your work does NOT need to meet the second part of the criteria to be featured in this folder. Criteria it DOES need to meet:
1. Originality; your work CANNOT contain famous Creepypasta characters, any work that does is considered fanfiction (Plus, it is highly recommended that you give characters identity of their own, instead of relaying on other's popularity) and only the ACTUAL Creepypastas are allowed in this folder; any reference sheets, artwork etc are to go in Fanart-Creepypasta! Even if you are the creator!
2. Origin; Creepypastas MUST originate from the internet or else they are simply horror stories! Whether or not you luck out and get them in a book later does not effect it's Creepypasta status.
The Origin Of Homicidal BloomMany people question about a certain entity referred to as Homicidal Bloom. Where did she come from and why does she have a vendetta against all of humanity? Why is she plaguing the hearts of the innocent and worse, wiping their extinction? Well there is one thing I would simply like to remind you, bad people are not bad at first. Everyone, initially, is good and wants to live normal lives but it is the circumstances that change one’s perspective of life and during that change, they become different. Well I am aware that the story I would tell you is short but I guess there is nothing to add. I just wanted to tell you.The Origin Of Homicidal Bloom by Blackbirdbleeds More Like This
GraysonGrayson loved only one thing in the world and that was riding his motorbike. He loved the feeling of the air, slapping against his face as he would increase the acceleration of his muscle bike and the mechanical roaring sound of the engine, longing to duel with the road. His gloved hand would grip the throttle to steady the bike and then he would casually increase its speed even though knowing his adoptive parents didn’t approve of this. Carl and Evelyn Johnson never liked bikes and certainly didn’t want their son to drive fast on the treacherous streets of New York City but what could Grayson do about that? He loved speed especially the feeling of adrenaline, coursing through his veins every single moment. He couldn’t live without it because, to him, it was the feeling of life.Grayson by Blackbirdbleeds More Like This
Story: The Origins Of Slenderman1Story: The Origins Of Slenderman by Blackbirdbleeds More Like This
Last Night I dreamt i was a wolfOkay I did a lot of research for this Creepy Pasta, so I hope you like it!Last Night I dreamt i was a wolf by Lolitagirl671 More Like This
CPOC Amanda GrayCPOC Amanda Gray by BloodLord2798 More Like This
Creepypasta - Drifting CloudsIt was a sunny, yet cloudy, day. Three children were lying on a flowery field, looking up to the skies, and tried to find shapes in the clouds. They made it into a competition; the first one who finds a cloud that looks just like another thing, and gives a plausible description of said thing, gets a point. The first one to five points win.Creepypasta - Drifting Clouds by wholetthemonstersout More Like This
Creepypasta - Billy Used to Be My FriendBilly was not a popular kid. He was a bit of an outcast, keeping mostly to himself. More often than not, you would see him sit on the swing set on the school yard, and do nothing but stare blankely into thin air. This sight warded off many of his fellow students. That, and the fact that he looked a lot like one of those creep kids you see in many horror movies.Creepypasta - Billy Used to Be My Friend by wholetthemonstersout More Like This
Creepypasta - The Secret of WoodhillNobody knows why the town of Woodhill dilapidated into a ghost town. Granted, the very definition of 'ghost town' indicates that its inhabitants either moved away, or died because of some devastating disease. However, in the case of Woodhill, there are plenty of theories as to why its inhabitants inexplicably disappeared, but there have not been any concrete answers up until now. Before I reveal the secret, I will give you some background.Creepypasta - The Secret of Woodhill by wholetthemonstersout More Like This
Why We Stopped Playing Shark in the DarkThis one is actually based on a game that my cousins, younger sister, and I came up with as kids. though the situation itself is fictional, we do not play the game any more.Why We Stopped Playing Shark in the Dark by Lolitagirl671 More Like This
Creepypasta - The NoteI am writing this note just in case something DOES happen to me. I am not sure what, but I suspect that something terrible will happen to me in just a couple of minutes. I doubt running would do me any good, because I would not know what it is I am running from. Hiding also seems like a bad idea, because if it knows my address, then what are the chances that it will not figure out my hiding location as well? I am going to stay inside until it subsides, and if the worst does happen, consider this my final message.Creepypasta - The Note by wholetthemonstersout More Like This
Creepypasta - The Lonely ClownI live in a small and quiet neighbourhood. Not much happens in this part of town, but now and then you see a few peculiar passers-by, waiting by the bus stop across the street. Ever since I moved in here I have seen a few, but no one left as deep an impression like the lonely clown did.Creepypasta - The Lonely Clown by wholetthemonstersout More Like This
(CREEPYPASTA) EDENEva rummaged through her messenger bag frantically. Once again her notebook had disappeared into thin air. Cursing the missing piece of educational materials she opened a fresh one and began taking Russian notes on page one. Lucky for having scanned the pages into her desktop. Moving her long dark hair behind her ear she obediently repeated as she was asked to. And as the bell rang she moved to her next class.(CREEPYPASTA) EDEN by SexySuperPsychoLove More Like This
Micropasta: Why Don't They Hear MeTry and hear me then I'm doneMicropasta: Why Don't They Hear Me by ShackleSoul More Like This
Verus refVerus ref by Demonic-Whispers More Like This