Creepy Pasta

A garden tool

A garden tool

First Recording: December 14, 1983

(Shuffling of papers in the background)

Man's hoarse voice: *cough, cough* Alllright, Martin, was it?

Martin's voice: Y-yes sir... *sniffs*

Man's Voice: Okay, my name is John. You can call me Detective John, is that alright?

(Long pause)

John: Where were you last night, Mr. Martin?

Martin: M-My house...s-sir.

John: (Speaks as if talking to a toddler) Good, you're doing fine, Martin. Okay, and did you have anyone over last night at around 9:30?

Martin: *Sobs* ...

John: It's alright, Martin. We're helpin' you, buddy. You want somethin' to drink?

Martin: (snaps at Detective, and jumps out of chair)

John: (makes chair fall over) Get him down, Nikolai! NOW!

Martin: (begins to break down) IT WAS LOOKING AT ME!!! IT TOOK HER! IT TOOK EVERYONE! (voice gradually diminishes) NOW IT'S COMING FOR ME!!! (breaks out of Nikolai's grip, breaks a window with head a presumably kills himself)

John: (sighs loudly and curses under breath) Another one... that's the third one this week. I'll never get this case closed...

(long pause)

John (presumably): (kicks chair, and quickly stops recording)

December 13, 1993

Hey, My name's Myrah. C: I am a horror fanatic, and I really love gory crap and mystery stuff :) I am 15 years old right now, and I have a LOT of friends, I'm probably one of the people who are more popular because of their weirdness! Ummm, Oh!! I live in a log cabin in Canadia! :D (lol I know that's not how it's spelled, silly readers! ♥ ) I read one that really did freak me out though, it was called...The Rake??? Yeah, when I saw it's picture, I ran to my mom, and said that it was gonna eat my cat tonight. :/ But the funny thing is, when I woke up the next morning...

My cat was missing...

It was so nasty gross outside today, like no joke! It was all overcast and slushy-ish...? hahaa anywhoooo~ I really wanted a bowl of ramen, and it was lunchtime, so I ran down the stairs into the kitchen and made the best Frikkin ramen ever ♥

After I finished the ramen, I felt like someone was watching me... I quickly turned to see out of the glass door, and saw a shadow jump into the bushes.

You know what I'm thinking? Yeah, you probably don't want to.

I was sleeping in my bed, scared from what I saw that same afternoon, I knew it wasn't just any animal...No animal is that colour of...correction, no animal is that colour. PERIOD. I've never seen any animal that was GREEN. My imagination got the best of me, and I looked to the darkest corner of my room, and saw something shift.

I shot straight up, not daring to scream.

Then I felt something move under my comforters. My skin crawled, as I felt something scaly rub against it. But I still didn't scream... Instead I flipped the cover off and fell off of my bed.

It was staring at me...

That...That thing! I blinked and it appeared in my face, and I literally stopped breathing. It began to open its mouth and leaning towards my ear. I closed my eyes, as I felt a tongue slither inside. I did what was initial, I cringed, and slapped it off of my bed. It screeched, and I ran to a dagger that was on my sunb-woofer (an AWESOME speaker, TONS of bass) and I slid it out of its sheath. It shook its head violently and looked at me, growling. It glared and crawled up to me, scarier than the friggin grudge. I fell down, and it sat on top of me, grabbing the dagger, and throwing it, slapping me across the face.

I felt something warm and thick trickle down my left eye. Blood I thought, a tear following its path. That little creature, it glared one last time and it seemed to.....

smile.

Then it spoke to me, in high pitched screeches that I somehow understood. It was saying that my parents were first, and then it skittered downstairs, as I ran after it, dagger in hand.

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP!!! MOM, DAD!!! WAKE UUUUPPPPP!!!!!" I yelled in agony, and hurt.

Then I fell to the floor, crying. Then I was surprised to see the creature come out again, and grabbing the dagger.

It looked at me, and I saw utter fear. It sliced its hand, and began a cackle, which sounded like me, but.....evil....

Then it smiled and ran out the door that was slightly ajar. My parents came running out, and my eyes lit up. I laughed, happy they weren't harmed. I ran and hugged them, but they pushed me away, and my mom looked at me.

I was so tired, and woozy. "Honey, are you-- Oh God, look, her... her eye!" I suddenly realized, the creature--it, it slapped me, and its claw had cut my eye. And it cut its hand with the dagger...

It was framing me! It made me look insane!!!

I passed out...from this madness, and last thing I heard was,

"CALL 911 NOW!" And my father rushing to the telephone.

~

Second Recording: December 14, 1993

(a door opens in the background, and someone sits down)

Man's hoarse voice: *sighs* Hello, Ms. Myrah. I am John, you may call me Detective John.

Myrah: (we were told she was in a straightjacket, for safety measures) *a very fragile cough* Hello, Detective.

John: *shifts in seat to look at bodyguard* We shouldn't get our hopes up, right Nikolai?

Nikolai: *huffs loudly*

John: Anywho, Myrah. What exactly happened last night?

(Still on the recording, but in Myrah's P.O.V.)

Myrah: A straightjacket, is that really necessary?

John: Yeup. Now, last night...

Myrah: At my house, *glares* you idiot.

John: Now, Ms. Myrah, I can't help you if you're gonna be like that, sweetie.

Myrah: Help?! you think you can hel--

(Long pause)

John: (presumably leans forward) I'm sorry?

Myrah: (her breathing becomes short, as she's looking out the window) It's...it's--heh--- *starts to sob uncontrollably*

John: I told you...

Nikolai: *walks to Myrah*

Myrah: NO! IT'S HERE! IT'S GONNA KILL US ALL! YOU T--

(Recording glitches)

Myrah: *closer to the recorder* ...*whispers* It's here.... ehhehehahahahaHAHAAAAAA!!!! *throws recorder across the room, smashing the window, and screaming can be heard in the background*

(15 minutes of silence)

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