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I'm not good at writing scary stories, but I'll try.


Jimmy loved peanut butter. He bathed in it and had it for Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner . But one day, the peanut butter jar came alive and turned evil. He(Yes, the jar is a boy) killed Jimmy and made the most out of his parts. HE bathed in HIM, and ate him for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Nowadays, he hunts little boys and gjrls and eat them too.

AND WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING THIS IS A SERIOUS STORY AND AS FAR AS WE KNOW HE COULD BE LIVING IN YOUR THIRD KITCHEN CABINET

The end.

Why is this the scary story thread?

I used to troll everyone at my school with this story:

The Demon Llama

One day, a retired politician moved to a remote country house, 3 hours away from the nearest town. He decided to go for a walk a few days after settling into his new home. He walked up to a llama farm (this is Chile) and asked for a llama. He shot the llama dead for his supper, but then it took him til' midnight to get the llama home.

When the politician woke up, the llama (which was in the kitchen) was gone, and instead was passively eating grass outside. The politican still saw the gunwound on the llama's side, but decided to try and shoot it dead once more.

He took a step closer and got his gun ready.

He took a larger step closer and the llama noticed him.

He took one more step closer and the llama's eyes turned bloodshot.

One more step, and he was decapitated.

The police soon learned of this and claimed that the cause of death was inconclusive. The house was back up for sale and a family of 3 moved in. There was a mum, a dad and a loud-mouthed girl with the most hilarious accent. One night, she was sleeping when she heard a little innocent llama noise. She shouted,
"HEY MUM, I HEARD SOMETHING!"

She went down the stairs to find a llama.

She took a step closer and shouted, "ITS A LLAMA."

She took a step closer and put out her hand.

One last step, and he hand was gone.

The next day, she died of blood loss in the hospital, the family moved back straight after. The house was abandoned and derelict ever since, but the llama, it's moving towards another place - and it could be where you live.

THE END.

‣  No silliness when writing stories, please. "One day zombies killed everybody, the end" doesn't really count as scary.

I have a problem with this rule. A story can be mostly scary but have one or two silly parts.

samid11 wrote:

NeilWest wrote:

I used to troll everyone at my school with this story:

The Demon Llama

One day, a retired politician moved to a remote country house, 3 hours away from the nearest town. He decided to go for a walk a few days after settling into his new home. He walked up to a llama farm (this is Chile) and asked for a llama. He shot the llama dead for his supper, but then it took him til' midnight to get the llama home.

When the politician woke up, the llama (which was in the kitchen) was gone, and instead was passively eating grass outside. The politican still saw the gunwound on the llama's side, but decided to try and shoot it dead once more.

He took a step closer and got his gun ready.

He took a larger step closer and the llama noticed him.

He took one more step closer and the llama's eyes turned bloodshot.

One more step, and he was decapitated.

The police soon learned of this and claimed that the cause of death was inconclusive. The house was back up for sale and a family of 3 moved in. There was a mum, a dad and a loud-mouthed girl with the most hilarious accent. One night, she was sleeping when she heard a little innocent llama noise. She shouted,
"HEY MUM, I HEARD SOMETHING!"

She went down the stairs to find a llama.

She took a step closer and shouted, "ITS A LLAMA."

She took a step closer and put out her hand.

One last step, and he hand was gone.

The next day, she died of blood loss in the hospital, the family moved back straight after. The house was abandoned and derelict ever since, but the llama, it's moving towards another place - and it could be where you live.

THE END.

‣  No silliness when writing stories, please. "One day zombies killed everybody, the end" doesn't really count as scary.

I did try to include a few scary bits.

CakePopAnimation wrote:

samid11 wrote:

NeilWest wrote:

I used to troll everyone at my school with this story:

The Demon Llama

‣  No silliness when writing stories, please. "One day zombies killed everybody, the end" doesn't really count as scary.

Don't judge a pasta by it's title :3
I thought it was good, but it could be a little longer.

I'm never good at long pastas. Thats what they said about Kill List.

shpeters wrote:

It's around 10:30 at night for me and these stories are beginning to creep me out. But before I leave this thread I'm going to submit one.

The seaside hotel.

I'm on vacation at a seaside hotel. It has a beach and a pool and a lawn and everything that's nice to have at one. I'm bacicly spending the entire time on electronics so my parents tell me to unplug and go enjoy the water. So I make the fatal mistake of going to the beach. Once I get to the beach I take off my shoes and go to the dock. Attached to the dock is a floating dock that all the hotels boats are on. It's easily affected by waves and the waves are good today and it feels like a roller coaster. Soon the lifeguard warns me to get off but I can't hear her over the crashing waves.
A few seconds later the water rises into the shape of a man. He suddenly becomes opaque and he looks like a normal man in a tuxedo except for the fact that his eyes are red. He slowly opens his mouth to speak.
"You should not have come," he says. His voice is clear and commanding and at the same time very scaredly.
"What?" I reply, confused, shocked, and scared.
"You should not have come," he repeats, louder. The lifeguard repeats her warning but it's too late. I consider running but remember I'm not wearing shoes. He goes up to me and puts his finger on my forehead and I black out.
When I wake up I have only one thought: I must serve the hotel. Work at it. Help it. Labour for it. But all I know or care about is that I must dedicate my life to it.

Thoughts?

Mine is the shortest.

The last man alive is sitting on his bed in a room. He hears a knock on the door.

soupoftomato wrote:

svinnik wrote:

Mine is the shortest.

The last man alive is sitting on his bed in a room. He hears a knock on the door.

That's not yours now stop stealing stuff. Some people might believe you wrote it AND THEN WHAT

it isnt mine i stole it imma theif

soupoftomato wrote:

Dangit.

Mine and Wicki's is pretty much done but she can't come on to proofread/make changes to what I finished with.

It's great except the signoff is typically--
kjbsalafiwiod;nkxz get back on when you can

SpriteMaster wrote:

NeilWest wrote:

samid11 wrote:

NeilWest wrote:

I used to troll everyone at my school with this story:

The Demon Llama

One day, a retired politician moved to a remote country house, 3 hours away from the nearest town. He decided to go for a walk a few days after settling into his new home. He walked up to a llama farm (this is Chile) and asked for a llama. He shot the llama dead for his supper, but then it took him til' midnight to get the llama home.

When the politician woke up, the llama (which was in the kitchen) was gone, and instead was passively eating grass outside. The politican still saw the gunwound on the llama's side, but decided to try and shoot it dead once more.

He took a step closer and got his gun ready.

He took a larger step closer and the llama noticed him.

He took one more step closer and the llama's eyes turned bloodshot.

One more step, and he was decapitated.

The police soon learned of this and claimed that the cause of death was inconclusive. The house was back up for sale and a family of 3 moved in. There was a mum, a dad and a loud-mouthed girl with the most hilarious accent. One night, she was sleeping when she heard a little innocent llama noise. She shouted,
"HEY MUM, I HEARD SOMETHING!"

She went down the stairs to find a llama.

She took a step closer and shouted, "ITS A LLAMA."

She took a step closer and put out her hand.

One last step, and he hand was gone.

The next day, she died of blood loss in the hospital, the family moved back straight after. The house was abandoned and derelict ever since, but the llama, it's moving towards another place - and it could be where you live.

THE END.

I did try to include a few scary bits.

Well using something popularly known as laughable and not to be taken seriously is not a good way to write a scary story

Hmm... Touche.

littletonkslover wrote:

can i have death and stuff if it's not too graphic

I believe so, just don't make it too scary or gory.

I can't belive the owner couldn't take the fact that creepypasta has to "spread"

Creepypasta doesn't have to be spread to be pasta.
Even if it is deprived rom "copypasta"