Your Favorite Creepypasta?

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thread starter HolyMythos Aug 13 2009 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

You get a phone call from your Mother. Since her car has been in the shop, she asks you to go to the grocery store and pick up a few odds and ends for her. Bread, milk, cereal, and chicken breasts. After writing down a small list you reluctantly get in the car and pick up the items at the store. The lady cashier makes an odd remark to you: "You know, we're in no danger of a milk shortage." Upon arriving at her house you knock several times. No answer. You decide to try the door. It opens. You place the grocery bag on the counter. Strange. There seems to be six other grocery bags, each with identical contents. In a couple, the chicken and the milk has gone bad. "Mom," you call out, but no answer. You make your way through the kitchen and into the living room. Sitting on the couch, with her head cut off and neatly resting on her lap, is your Mother. Naturally you call the police who come over to investigate. They mention that she has been dead for nearly a week. Furthermore, the police psychiatrist is at the scene and talks to you after you give your initial statement. Sitting on the front steps, you overhear the psychiatrist talking with the crime scene investigator. "It's not uncommon for people suffering from schizophrenia to get locked into a series of repetitive behaviors," he says. You think to yourself, "They can't be talking about me. Schizophrenia? No way. Repetitive behavior? Do they think I did this?" Suddenly your cell phone goes off. "Hello?" "Hi hun, it's me. Could you stop at the store and pick up some chicken and milk. Ohh, and I need some bread and cereal too." "No problem Mom. I'll be right over..."

HolyMythos 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Can someone explain the ending? There are stories about a certain kind of hitchhiker - they only ever appear at night on quiet roads, seeming to flicker into existence in the very edge of headlights, never carrying a sign, always with an expression of deep despondency on their faces, swathed in a heavy coat and long pants, usually with gloves. If you stop, they will seem cordial enough, polite, but hardly chatty. They will assure you that the next town or city along your route will be a fine spot to leave them. Normal enough. Unless you try killing them. They die easily enough. But look underneath their clothes, and you will see that their skin is marred with lines of scars, forming repeating patterns that are unsettling to look at, and even more unsettling in the context of their skin. They have no wallets, no identification. If you slice their belly open, however, they're different inside. There's no blood, no muscle, only a hollow cavity containing a single object. The object varies. Examples include a single coin, heavy and golden and engraved with runes nobody could ever decipher. A diamond gem with fractal edges that slice bare flesh to ribbons. A small vase, quite unbreakable, that smells of the ocean and is always damp... Once you possess a hitchhiker's object, you'll find yourself always driving the quiet roads at night. You'll never mean to, but somehow, you just will. The lure of possessing a second one will hum quietly in your head. You'll strain to catch sight of a figure appearing in your headlights, try to resist the impulse to stop, and sometimes you might. But sometimes you won't. You'll try telling yourself that this is just a normal person on an adventure, someone who ran out of petrol. The logical part of your brain will scream at what you're doing. You'll smile and nod and they'll get into the car and you'll slowly, casually, reach under the seat or across to the glove box...

xknight1001 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Im not in the mood tonight after scaring the Crap outta myself in a nightmare..

tkoh 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

HolyMythos : Can someone explain the ending? There are stories about a certain kind of hitchhiker - they only ever appear at night on quiet roads, seeming to flicker into existence in the very edge of headlights, never carrying a sign, always with an expression of deep despondency on their faces, swathed in a heavy coat and long pants, usually with gloves. If you stop, they will seem cordial enough, polite, but hardly chatty. They will assure you that the next town or city along your route will be a fine spot to leave them. Normal enough. Unless you try killing them. They die easily enough. But look underneath their clothes, and you will see that their skin is marred with lines of scars, forming repeating patterns that are unsettling to look at, and even more unsettling in the context of their skin. They have no wallets, no identification. If you slice their belly open, however, they're different inside. There's no blood, no muscle, only a hollow cavity containing a single object. The object varies. Examples include a single coin, heavy and golden and engraved with runes nobody could ever decipher. A diamond gem with fractal edges that slice bare flesh to ribbons. A small vase, quite unbreakable, that smells of the ocean and is always damp... Once you possess a hitchhiker's object, you'll find yourself always driving the quiet roads at night. You'll never mean to, but somehow, you just will. The lure of possessing a second one will hum quietly in your head. You'll strain to catch sight of a figure appearing in your headlights, try to resist the impulse to stop, and sometimes you might. But sometimes you won't. You'll try telling yourself that this is just a normal person on an adventure, someone who ran out of petrol. The logical part of your brain will scream at what you're doing. You'll smile and nod and they'll get into the car and you'll slowly, casually, reach under the seat or across to the glove box... You (the driver) has gotten the artifact (?) by killing the first hitchhiker, and now you reach into the glove box for something to kill the hitchhiker with to get another artifact?

HolyMythos 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

tkoh : You (the driver) has gotten the artifact (?) by killing the first hitchhiker, and now you reach into the glove box for something to kill the hitchhiker with to get another artifact? That makes sense. I read it as the hitch hiker will reach for your glove box.

LogicCannon 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

I looked in the mirror. Scariest shet ever.

051035 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Can someone explain the mentally ill person's story to me? The ending didn't really make sense when I read it.

gotnotwinkie 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Psh. Mother knows best.

Hugs1337 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

And now I won't be able to sleep, FML.

Wiziii 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

These are fun. More pliz.

HolyMythos 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

051035 : Can someone explain the mentally ill person's story to me? The ending didn't really make sense when I read it. The main post? The man was the one who killed his mother. She had originally called him to go to the store. He goes, comes home and kills her. Then he goes psychotic and hears his phone ring again, looping the events. The story picks up on the 6th event. Guy gets a call, goes to the store, buys the same thing where the clerk had told him that there wasn't a shortage on anything (because he had gone 5 times already), comes back, sees his mother, freaks out, and then gets the call again.

051035 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

HolyMythos : The main post? The man was the one who killed his mother. She had originally called him to go to the store. He goes, comes home and kills her. Then he goes psychotic and hears his phone ring again, looping the events. The story picks up on the 6th event. Guy gets a call, goes to the store, buys the same thing where the clerk had told him that there wasn't a shortage on anything (because he had gone 5 times already), comes back, sees his mother, freaks out, and then gets the call again. No, I mean the really long one in the form of diary entries.

Wiziii 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Found one. :D A young girl is left home alone with only her dog to protect her. When night approaches, she locks all the doors and tries to lock all the windows but one won't close. She decides to leave it unlocked and goes to bed. Her dog takes its customary place under her bed. In the deep of night she awakens to a dripping sound coming from the bathroom. The girl is too scared to go check so she reaches her hand under the bed. She feels a reassuring lick from her dog and falls back to sleep. She reawakens to the dripping sound, reaches her hand down to the dog where she feels the reassuring lick and falls back to sleep. Once more she awakens to the dripping sound. She reaches her hand down and feels the lick of her dog. Now curious about the dripping sound, she gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom, the dripping sound getting louder as she approaches. She reaches the bathroom and turns on the light. She is greeted by a horrific sight; hanging from the shower nozzle is her dog with its throat slit open and its blood dripping into the bathtub. Something on the bathroom mirror catches her eye she turns around. Written on the bathroom mirror in her dog's blood are the words "HUMANS CAN LICK TOO".

HolyMythos 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

Wiziii : Found one. :D A young girl is left home alone with only her dog to protect her. When night approaches, she locks all the doors and tries to lock all the windows but one won't close. She decides to leave it unlocked and goes to bed. Her dog takes its customary place under her bed. In the deep of night she awakens to a dripping sound coming from the bathroom. The girl is too scared to go check so she reaches her hand under the bed. She feels a reassuring lick from her dog and falls back to sleep. She reawakens to the dripping sound, reaches her hand down to the dog where she feels the reassuring lick and falls back to sleep. Once more she awakens to the dripping sound. She reaches her hand down and feels the lick of her dog. Now curious about the dripping sound, she gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom, the dripping sound getting louder as she approaches. She reaches the bathroom and turns on the light. She is greeted by a horrific sight; hanging from the shower nozzle is her dog with its throat slit open and its blood dripping into the bathtub. Something on the bathroom mirror catches her eye she turns around. Written on the bathroom mirror in her dog's blood are the words "HUMANS CAN LICK TOO". Classic horror story <3

ciity 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

My favorite one is like there's a store that sell baby dolls and like a mom bought one and she couldn't get it to shut up so she threw it against the wall, but it was an actual baby? @_@ Can't explain that well. Let me try to find it...if I can. LOLOL

xknight1001 08/13/09 + PM | QUOTE | PERMALINK | REPORT

HolyMythos : Classic horror story <3 Reading these stories will only add to your paranoia ya know.