creepypasta – Page 5 – Little Fears

Inktober Day Four – Spell

October 4, 2018 LittleFears27 Comments

“You’re not what I meant to summon,” she sighed. “But if you can make him disappear, you’ll do.”

Inktober Day Two – Tranquil

October 2, 2018 LittleFears27 Comments

“I love you,” she said.

“Step closer,” it replied.

Inktober Day One – Poison

October 2, 2018 LittleFears27 Comments

“She wondered, peering out from behind rows of teeth, why a creature this large would need a poisonous bite.”

New series! Just for Inktober, I’ll be continuing the Fears esoteric monsters in frightful and funny scenes. I do hope you enjoy.

Dig

August 24, 2018 LittleFears32 Comments

(Tiny Horror 5 of 5)

She called his mobile and listened for his ringtone. “I knew I should have drawn a map to where I buried him,” she grumbled.

Shadows

August 23, 2018 LittleFears34 Comments

(Tiny Horror 4 of 5)

She glanced at the lonely desk lamp and wondered where her second shadow came from.

Footprints

August 22, 2018 LittleFears32 Comments

(Tiny Horror 3 of 5)

Following the tiny footprints leading to the back door, she sighed. Her daughter’s rag doll had gotten out again.

Night Sky

August 21, 2018 LittleFears12 Comments

(Tiny Horror 2 of 5)

She looked up into the clear night sky and wondered where the stars had gone.

Dear Illustrator

May 14, 2018 LittleFears17 Comments

Capricorn (ep. 84)

Dear Illustrator

Residents are reminded that rubbish is to be placed out front of the block after 6 pm Thursdays. No recycling or items over 1 metre allowed.

I would also like to remind you, pets are not allowed in any apartments. Whatever is, we can hear it.

We sacrifice David on the altar in the basement at midnight on Friday.

Tea and biscuits will be served afterwards.

Kind regards

Doris

Cheshire Pub

April 23, 2018 LittleFears18 Comments

Capricorn (ep. 81)

He noticed a peculiar crack across the bar top. About four inches long, shaped like a Cheshire cat’s grin.

“Barman!” he shouted again. The service was as bad as the health and safety record.

The plaster on the wall had a crack too. About two feet long, grinning sideways like the bar top’s crack.

He made a note that the building was dilapidated. He would see this place closed.

A creak of wood and he noticed another crack. Under his feet, six feet long, opening like a Cheshire cat’s grin.

Snow Bus

April 9, 2018 LittleFears21 Comments

Capricorn (ep. 79)

She was tall and slender, enough to tower over most men, but she looked so fragile. Her legs reminded him of a spider and her hair was always frazzled.

He never saw where she came from, she would just appear by the roadside, looking up the street. Like she was waiting for a bus she never expected to come.

He’d invited her to wait inside a few times. She always declined.

Why would someone wait for four hours for a bus in the snow?

Ambiguous though many of my endings are, I do like to have a start, finish and end to my stories. This wasn’t so much a story but a start of a story that never fully formed in my head back in the Blue Moons heyday. The scene stuck in my head though. A lady who looked like a breath of wind would knock her over, waiting at a bus stop for a ride that would never come.

Also, dicking about with effects on a video. This was set to 100% and won’t be staying at 100%. But it’s an interesting effect. Just thought it would give my daily tales a little more visual thingy.