Creepypastas
Counting Sheep Doesn’t Work
There are a lot of clichéd “traditions” that I don’t think anyone has actually participated in for about hundred years or so. Wishing on…
Tag: Childhood
Creepypastas
Ol’ Ratbag
I hadn’t seen my great-uncle in about eleven years. I hadn’t even remembered that I had a great-uncle until my mother asked me to…
Creepypastas
A Good Old-Fashioned Book Burning
Hazel Petti was the bane of our existence. By “ours”, I don’t just mean the students at Clara Perkins Elementary School. Everyone in town…
Creepypastas
The Graveyard Club: The Skeleton’s Child
Cemeteries aren’t really scary at night. When you’re a kid, every tombstone has a dark spirit behind it. Every burial plot has a vengeful…
Creepypastas
I’m The Yard Sale Guy. Yes, That One.
Listen… I didn’t exactly apply to be the middleman for a malevolent, nonexistent software company. Who would? I’m not a gamer, a collector, or…
Videos
Learning About A Dead Earth With “For Alien Eyes Only”
With shades of viral education-gone-wrong sensations such as “Don’t Hug Me, I’m Scared” and “Welcome Home”, a new darkly comedic series with a puppet…
Creepypastas
Never Get A Hole-In-One At Putt Head’s Mini-Golf And Arcade
Never get a hole in one at a mini-golf course. Trust me, the risk is not worth the fleeting sense of accomplishment. Let’s be…