Creepypasta Collection

Surrogate

My wife and I were happily married and dreamed of someday soon starting a family of our own. But shortly after the wedding my wife was in a terrible car accident and the resulting injuries left her unable to bear children. We were heartbroken and looked for an means to reverse the damage but there was nothing that could be done.

I was of course happy that my wife survived the accident and recovered quickly, but I was also sad knowing that we could never be parents together. Our turmoil was furthered by the fact that my wife was a nurse and would frequently stop by the maternity ward and admire all the perfect little newborns just waiting to be cuddled and loved. She would always come home with tears in her eyes.

We looked into adoption but the agency didn’t like the idea of a child being raised by a father who was a cop and a mother who was a nurse as both occupations have high risk factors. This seemed like the final nail in the coffin that was our future family and we ready to give up.

Then out of the blue we got a phone call from a woman who claimed that she would be able to help us. Her voice was calm, as she spoke you could feel yourself falling into a seductive lull.

“I know you want children,” the voice said. “I can help you.”

“How?” I asked, my voice shaking with excitement. “What can you do to help us?”

The voice responded with a soft giggle. “I know of a lovely young woman who would be an ideal surrogate to carry your children.”

“A surrogate?” I repeated. “We couldn’t possible afford to pay someone to carry a child for us.”

“Oh no, honey,” she replied with enthusiasm. “you misunderstand. This surrogate doesn’t want money, she simply wants to know what it feels like to bring new life into the world. Carrying your children would be all the reward she could ever ask for.”

“I, I don’t know.” I wanted to scream yes and tell my wife of the good news, but I wasn’t sure how she’d feel about a surrogate. “I’ll have to ask my wife.”

“I understand.” She sounded so sure of herself. “I will await your decision.”

“Wait! How did I get in contact with you again?”

“You don’t. I will call you.”

The phone line clicked off and the dial tone began buzzing. I hung up my phone and anxiously waited for my wife to get home from work.

Just as she had many times before she came home with tears in her eyes and I was desperate to comfort her. I sat her down on the couch and told her about the mysterious phone call and the generous offer. After I finished explaining the details her eyes lit up with a renewed sense of hope.

“Yes! Yes! Let’s do it! We can finally have our family! Call her back, go call-”

The phone began ringing as if on cue. I answered the call and was a little surprised to her the mysterious woman’s voice again.

“Did you speak with your wife?”

I could tell from her tone that she already knew the answer. “Yes, we talked it over and accept your offer.”

“Wonderful!” The woman replied with great vigor. “I’ll set up the appointment for tomorrow. See you at noon at the Hillside Clinic.”

Before I could say anything else she hung up the phone.

“Well?” My wife asked, her hands knitted together in anticipation.

“Tomorrow at noon, we meet the surrogate.”