aleng's journal

Hey there!! ...and welcome back to another post of Creepypasta, where I will try to destroy your childhoos or probably scare the heck out of you until you can't sleep at night.
Now before I begin, I'll show you a picture of a human form of We Bare Bears' bears
Now, you have a chance to either go find non-Creepypasta posts or continue. Enjoy! :D

PLOT
It was such a dark and drippy night. So dark, so blinding as the summer's sun rays. You can feel the rain drops dripping on your jacket, forming puddles on it. You are there for no purpose, no reason, but you keep walking through the hall of rocks and clay.

Then, you see a little light, like a candle lit or a star in the sky. It seems so perfect, too perfect to be natural. You walk towards it, but it doesn't seem to grow. As you get close, you feel a wall, a seemingly man-made wall. You notice a small hole, fit enough for your index finger. You see nothing but glows of yellow and gold.

As you get used to the brightness, you see four figures in the other room; three sitting and one standing. They look alike, with a little difference. Their skins are bleach as white paper, with almost unnoticeable eyes. They don't show any signs of genders and genitals, and there is something strange about each of them that differentiates them to one another.

One of the three sitting ones has needles in its eyes. The way it is stuck in their eyes, the eyes are forced to look up so the iris is only shown a little bit under the top eyelid.

Another one has needles in its ears. At some point, you noticed how long the needles were, much like the knitting needles but thin as a sewing needles.

The last one sitting has needles in its throat. But as you look, you noticed that no blood is flowing out of their skin, as if the wounds have healed and the needles have become a part of them.

The standing one, covered in needles, is awake and is staring at you, like the others. Although you can barely see their eyes, you can feel their staring gaze.

"Hello stranger" the needle-covered hummed. "I see you are there, so I must tell you a story"
"Story?" you ask.
"Feel free to sit and listen; take advantage of what I will never have again."
"Why?"
"I will tell you" the standing one looked at the other three "These are my siblings, we were all born at the same time at the same parents".
Introducing you to the one with needles on its ears "This is Hear. Hear was the first to come out of our mother's womb." Going to the next one, "This is Speak, the second child" The third "This is See, the third child" With a pause, the standing one stares at you in sadness and solemness, "I am Feel, the last child. Here is what happened and why we are like this"

"We were born by seemingly normal parents, until Hear was born. When Hear was born, they put needles in their ears, so they could hear no evil. But Hear cried louder than other babies, so they did none to us. Our parents say that many words are horrid and should never be heard by anyone, but at such a young age being able to hear is important for everyone, for a baby cries to get the attention of the parents, and thus if the baby cannot hear themselves they will cry louder because they do not believe the guardians can hear them"

"After some time, they censored our bodies so that they couldn't identify our sex, and also because they didn’t want us to see genitalia. They told us that we were blessed, for the human body is a scarring sight that no one should ever have to witness, and some witness it in their reflection at a young age. We did not and thus we were luckier than them"

"Then, they continue what they did to See, so See could not see evil, Noticing the mess they made, the decided not to continue it on Speak and I"

"When we were around six, Speak heard 'bad language' and could possibly spread it. So they put needles on Speak's throat, so they could not destroy my innocent mind by such words."

"Finally, I was bullied at school. No one believed what I told them about the thing my parents did to my siblings, since they always stay at home to keep them away from 'scums of society'"

"Since I got bullied, my parents didn't like me feeling the pain of 'evil', so they pierce me with every centimeter to numb me from future pain. At times, I wonder if all these horrid things they're trying to protect us from will be worth it in the end, because the pain, it hurts. It really, really hurts"

"Have you tried to escape?"

"Yes" as tears start streaming down "That's why I'm like this, I was trying to show my siblings the evil world"

"You have needles on your feet?"

Without saying much, Feel lifts up its foot, showing the butts of needles piercing the foot. Again, silently putting it down. “I am to stand here, to warn others of what to do to help their children and save them from the evil of the world that is so variable and uncontrolled. But do not heed their warnings, heed mine, and know what happens when you try to shelter your children this way.”

"Why don't you escape now?"

"I did, that's when mom and dad caught me. I don't want to anger them again"

"Are they still alive?"

"It doesn't matter. Now, go, before mommy and daddy get you too.”  

 You run back, getting more and more distant from the light. You think of whether you should help them or not, but you know that you couldn't do anything.

The darkness seemed so long, as if you were in an abyss. Your feet starts getting tired, but you still keep running, until your feet can't carry you anymore. Then your body starts giving up, and you're left there, as if paralyzed,but still with a sore feeling deep inside your muscles from the endless lifeless support it has had to bear. This is how you're going to die, alone, lost, silent. In those last moments, you wondered who will talk to those four innocent souls next, and if they will be more fortunate than you.

CRITICS!
I opened Creepypasta today (12 Nov 2015), and the first thing I saw was this. To be honest, the title "Innocent Souls" kinda reminded me of some horror movie. Now, the story, in my opinion, is amazing. The original one might be better, 'cause to be honest, I just made it shorter. Most of the dialogues are copy-pasted, and there's a reason why I love this story. It has that novel style in it, and not to mention, the composition of the story is really well written.
I'm guessing the story is about society being lost in the dark world (the cave) and not knowing the evil they're living in. After gaining such knowledge, one would surely try to leave this 'evil' world, but of course, the body will die while the soul is released from the individual's ignorance ("You are there for no purpose") after knowing such knowledge.
All in all, I love the concept of the story. Totally worth the read, plus, it's not as scary as you think... well, if you're being overly imaginative.
*evil laughs* >:D

I didn't expect my Creepypasta post would be the first to reach hundred views, so here's one of my personal favorite, and trust me when I say it's my favorite, you'll be paranoid whilst you're reading it.
..and here's a picture of a cute dog, y'know, just in case you change your mind before reading the whole thing.


 NOTE!
Main character is "I"






PLOT

The Rake

In the 2003s, a humanoid creature sparked the news media. Soon, in 2006, there are several documentaries dating from 12th century till present, spanning from 4 continents, and almost all are identical. I've been in contact with the member of the group and was able to get some excerpts from them.

A Suicide Note : 1964

"As I prepare to take my life. I think it's necessary for me to do this to end my pain, and it was all his fault. For once I woke up and felt his presence. And once I awoke to see his presence, and again to hear his voice and looked into his eyes. I can't sleep not knowing what might happen to me in my next sleep. I can't ever wake up. Goodbye"

 A Journal Entry (translated from Spanish): 1880

"I experience the greatest terror. I see his eyes when I close mine. They're hollow. Black. I will not sleep. His voice (unintelligible text)."

A Mariner's Log: 1691

"He came to me in my sleep. From the foot of my bed I felt a sensation. He took everything. We must return to England. We shall not return here again at the request of the Rake."

From a Witness: 2006

"About 4am, I woke to think that my husband got up to use the bathroom. I used the moment to steal the sheets, only to wake him up. I apologized and told him I thought he went out of bed.When he turned to face me, he gasped and pulled his feet up from the end of the bed so quickly his knee almost knocked me out of the bed. He then grabbed me and said nothing.

After adjusting to the dark, I saw the cause of his reaction. At the bed's foot, there was something sitting and facing away from us. It appeared to be a naked man, or a large hairless dog of a sort, with a disturbing and unnatural body position. As if it just got hit by a truck or something. My first thought was to help him, concerning to his condition.

My husband, on the other hand, is in fetal position, glancing at me occasionally before looking at the creature.

In a flurry motion, the creature crawled quickly in a flailing sort of motion right along the bed until it was less than a foot from my husband's face. It was completely silent for 30 seconds (or 5, it just seemed like a while) just looking at my husband. The creature then placed its hand on his knee and ran into the hallway, leading to the kids' rooms.I screamed and ran for the lightswitch, planning to stop him before he hurt my children. When I got to the hallway, the light from the bedroom was enough to see it crouching and hunched over about 20 feet away. He turned around and looked directly at me, covered in blood. I flipped the switch and saw my daughter Clara. 

She was very badly injured and spoke only once more in her short life. She said "he is the Rake". She didn't survive that night.

Police helped a lot, local newspaper took a lot of interest. However, the story was never published and local news never updated.

After several months staying at the hotel near my parent's house. We decided to go back home, and I decide to look for answers myself. We got a man who had the same experience and shared our experiences. He soon told us that 2 other people in NY who had seen the creature referred it as the Rake.

It took a lot of time to search through the small information on the Internet. Multiple people mentioned being spoken to, my daughter included. This led us to wonder if the Rake had visited any of us before our last encounter. 

I set up a digital recorder near my bed and left it running all night, for two weeks. I would tediously scan through the sounds of me rolling around in my bed each day when I woke up. By the end of the second week, I was quite used to the occasional sound of sleep while blurring through the recording at 8 times the normal speed.

On the first day of the third week, I thought I heard something different. What I found was a shrill voice. It was the Rake. I can't listen to it long enough to even begin to transcribe it. I haven't let anyone listen to it yet. All I know is that I've heard it before, and I now believe that it spoke when it was sitting in front of my husband. I don't remember hearing anything at the time, but for some reason, the voice on the recorder immediately brings me back to that moment.

The thoughts that must have gone through my daughter's head make me very upset.
I have not seen the Rake since he ruined my life, but I know that he has been in my room while I slept. I know and fear that one night I'll wake up to see him staring at me."

To read the full story, along with the videos provided, CLICK HERE

CRITICS
Yes, the story is pretty long, consisting of researches found by the main character itself, but what I really love about this story is its simplicity yet imaginative words, It didn't overly use "realistic" words, like bloodshot for instance, to describe the whole story. Truth be told, the first time I read it, I would constantly look behind to see if anything was behind me. I mean c'mon guys, imagine yourself sleeping soundly, only to be awaken by something that's so silent that made you think you're just dreaming, every night... and this thing prefers to kill its victim while they're sleeping.
Another thing is, I think that there's more than just one Rake, since multiple reports in different places are found. This made me think that the Rake could be real, but of course, I'm not gonna spoil it (You gotta read it yourselves).
Plus, this story is mostly copied from the original since I can't paraphrase most of its parts to maintain its creepiness. IF my summary didn't scare you, try reading the original, and the VID. This story deserves more recognition. It's one of those stories that makes you wanna stay awake to make sure the Rake isn't there to stare at you.
So, how was the story? How much would you rate it? 'Cause I'm definitely rating it 9.9/10 (nothing's perfect)

One of the most viral Creepypasta that I thought most of you probably knew. Still, this chat leads a lot of readers to believe the story was real. For those who don't know this Creepypasta,

Look at these cute M&M sized emojis....

 ...and now, reconsider whether to read it or not.

Again, I'm just gonna summarize the whole thing. The link for the "glitchable" and "vibratable" chat will be available below.

PLOT
annie96 (let's call Annie) was texting mcdavey (David) in the middle of the night when Annie heard some noises in her backyard (NOTE: Annie's parents were on vacation). She notices that there was someone digging and ruining her garden, and after a while, she discovered some features that resembles David; the jacket with his name and his face. While she was trying to call out to "David", the guy turned back and smiled at her.
After a short moment, the mysterious guy made ITS way into Annie's house. Annie hid while David called the cops which will arrive in 30 minutes. Annie described the being as something disturbing.

Short moments later, Annie replied that she was 'OK'. And the two of them chatted UNTIL David asked "how do I know if this is you?", and annie96 went offline.

The summary is probably not that scary. To read the full chat with glitches and vibrations, click HERE.

CRITICS
TBH, this feels like the best Creepypasta I've read that relates to modern topic. According to Pascal, the story was meant to depict how anonymous people in social media could be. You won't know who is chatting with you, and in this case, you can probably sense the few final messages from annie96 from the actual story.

What surprised me is that most people believed that this was real, until one Tweet reminded that you can't go offline in Whatsapp like annie96 does. Based on Pascal's interview, you would notice "annie96 is typing..." at the intense point of the chat, and he used Javascript and CSS to make the glitches and vibrations, which is only available to some phones. I'll be honest, the story DID made me think about the possible endings. If Annie was caught by the guy, that would explain the sudden change in chat format from annie96 last few messages.
Annie would never survive.
Why? 30 minutes for cops to arrive at your house when an unknown entity is in your house is way too long! Even if you hid pretty well, REMEMBER! The thing you're dealing with isn't human, it knows where you probably are. Anyways, I'm not gonna discuss how the possible endings support all these, I'll let you do the judging.

Ouw, BTW, if this was real, never look out your window in the middle of the night when your parents are on vacation. Seriously, I daren't look out my window after reading this.

And... another Creepypasta! This was once one of my personal favourite, probably 'cause it's scientific yet religious and scary at the same time. Now before we begin, let's do the ritual...
Look at that cute cool dog reading a book. Now take a moment to reconsider whether you should continue reading or not, 'cause what you're about to read can confuse your belief (I can tell because I went through it), as this story is God related.
As usual, I'll summarize the whole plot, and if you're interested in the full version, go ahead and read it. I'll provide a link.

PLOT
In 1983, a group of scientists hypothesized that if we lose our 5 main senses, we would be able to get in contact with God.
They took an elderly man who "has nothing to live for" as a subject for the experiment, and undergo surgery to cut off stimuli sensory nerves, but leaving with full muscular function. Without sense of smell, sight, taste, hearing, and touch, the man is left with his thoughts.
It's been observed that he started stuttering sentences that he himself couldn't hear, and after 4 days, he claimed to hear noises in his head. Assuming it was psychosis, they ignored it.
After two days, he claimed he hears the voice of his wife (which was unconvincing). Then started to name out the scientists' deceased relatives. He repeated personal informations only their dead spouse would know. At this point, most of the scientists left the study.
After a week, the subject claimed that he was bombarded with thousands of noises everytime he wakes up. He frequently hits himself to the wall to gain 'real life' pain, and start begging for sedatives in order to sleep. It worked for 3 days, but he starts getting night terrors afterwards.
A day later, he starts screaming and scscratching his non-functional eyes, hoping to sense something from the real world. He starts making hysterical voices and at one point he shout "No heaven, no forgiveness" for 5 hours straight. He begs to be killed but scientists told him that he was close to God.
The next day, he starts biting of chumps of flesh from his arm. The scientists rushed in to avoid him from killing himself, and tied him.
After a few hours, he stares blankly at the ceiling and constantly cry which continued for 2 weeks, resulting in dehydration.
Eventually, he turned his head and made a focus eye contact with a scientist for the first time and whispered "I've spoken with God, and he has abandoned us.", and his vital signs died.

CRITICS
Short, scientific and religious, yet questionable. It's this kind of stories that I really love from Creepypasta. It made me constantly thinking if it really happened or not. Was it real or hoax?
Although the main plot has been taken by lots of movies in the past, I still find this story really convincing. Plus, there's 2 videos to support this story. However, the update at the end of the real story just numbs the whole mystery (won't tell you why, read it for youself :P). The story made sense, however, the chills only came at the end of the story. How the man suffered never really gave a scary atmosphere; instead, I find it just like a typical experiment. The real chill comes to the moment he looked at the scientist despite with no visual senses, and the sentence "I've spoken to God, and he has abandoned us". I used to love this story until they updated, and I'll let your curiosity do its own job.
FULL STORY RIGHT HERE.
So, did it change your pespective towards God? *evil stare*

Hello, and yes.. I almost forgot about this theme. I found out that sharing out "Jeff the Killer" for the first CREEPYPASTA post was a bit hardcore for newcomers.

Just to make those feared "Jeff" calm down. Cos let's be honest, he's scary

So, I guess I'll start off slow. This one is one of the well-known creepypastas, and if you want your childhood memories to remain colorful and innocent, I suggest you don't continue reading the story, 'cause what is told in this story is (for some) disturbingly uncomfortable. Now, let's begin...
I'll make long story short, this creepypasta is about an unreleased Spongebob Squarepants episode, "Squidward's Suicide". The title (sure says it all) sounded creepy, but at the same time, remember the episode "Rock-a-bye-Bivalve" in which Spongebob and Patrick adopts a baby scallop, which is probably a lame joke for "How Sex Works". Anyhow, the "Squidward's Suicide" begins with the usual opening song and starts off with Squidward playing his clarinet when he heard Spongebob and Patrick laughing. As usual, he stops and tells Spongebob and Patrick to keep it down since he has a concert later, and (as usual) both of them said ok and went to Sandy's dome.
The bubble screen came to skip unnecessary parts and skipped to the end of Squidward's concert, and something strange about it is that everyone (including Spongebob) booing him. Another thing is that the crowd's eyes seem too realistic for the show itself.
Squidward went home and started sobbing how a while (I have no idea how long). After a while, the screen blurred and twitched to what seemed to be a picture of a dead child, and what makes it worse is that the shadow of the photographer was shown in it. Then the screen switched back to Squidward sobbing, only this time, blood start dripping out of his eyes. Again, after a few seconds, the screen changed to another child with one eye slightly popped out, then back to Squidward. This time, Squidward just stares into the camera as if he was watching "us".
Squidward was just staring at the viewer, full frame of the face, for about 3 seconds. The shot quickly panned out and that deep voice said "DO IT" and we see in Squidward's hands a shotgun. He immediately puts the gun in his mouth and pulls the trigger. Realistic blood and brain matter splatters the wall behind him, and his bed, and he flies back with the force. The last 5 seconds of this episode show his body on the bed, on his side, one eye dangling on what's left of his head above the floor, staring blankly at it. Then the episode ends.
What happened to the kids who died in the episode? No one knew. No evidence of who the murderer or where or when the murder happened.

Again, as I've said, this is just a shorter version of the story in my own words. To read it full alongside with the video, READ IT HERE!!

Now, in my opinion, comparing it to the usual Creepypastas, "Squidward's Suicide" is more of a 'disturbing' story rather than a scary one. I mean, I'll be honest. "Jeff The Killer" scared me, and I had a hard time sleeping just because of it. "Squidward's Suicide" (altho not as scary as "Jeff The Killer") is more of those "ruining my childhood memories"... The one that changed my perspective towards "Spongebob Squarepants"  shows innocence. Of course, I knew what the story was gonna serve, I mean, cmon guys, this is Creepypasta. Obviously something disturbing is bound to happen. One thing I loved about this story is how they provide us a video to show Squidward's "looking at the camera" scene. It's probably one of the story supports, you know, to make it seem more "It Happened"-like. But overall, I do understand why this story gets famous in the Internet world. It's perfect for new comers to get interested to Creepypasta, rather than jumping in to "Top Scary" stories which will freak the heck out of you. Trust me, there are really scary stories in Creepypasta.

Have you read the story? Share your opinion below...

Ever heard about the usual sayings "Kissing under the mistletoe"?

Mistletoe

 Well, chances are you have, but why under the mistletoe? Why under this ironically poisonous white berries which could lead to upset stomachs instead of happy smiles on such a jolly good holiday? Although Hippocrates did use certain mistletoe for menstrual pain treatment, infertility, and sometimes cancer (Researches said that some mistletoe are able to help terminate colon cancer cells)
Why do we need to kiss under this harmful berries? (I think we need to someone to make sure that hospitals are open before the kissing part starts)

Kissing under the mistletoe

Well, in actuality, there was a legend behind these white berries. The common explanation says that early Christians integrated mistletoe into their celebrations as the religion spread across third-century Europe. The rationale predates the early Christians and goes back to the Norse god Baldur — second son of Odin, god of truth and light — who was so beloved by the other gods that they sought to protect him from all the dangers of the world.

Frigg (the one with the crown) told others not to hurt Baldur

His mother, the goddess Frigg, "took an oath from fire and water, iron and all metals, stones and earth, from trees, sicknesses and poisons, and from all four-footed beasts, birds and creeping things, that they would not hurt Baldur." And thus the beautiful god was deemed invincible.
At a large gathering soon after, stones, arrows, and flame were all flung at Baldur to test his might. Nothing worked, and he walked away unscathed. Jealous of Baldur's new powers, the mischievous Loki set out to find the one thing on Earth that might be able to hurt him. He found that the goddess Frigg forgot to ask mistletoe — tiny and forgotten — not to harm her beloved son. In the end, a dart fashioned from the little plant was used to murder Baldur in front of all the other gods who loved him so dearly.
Frigg, of course, was devastated, and it was said that Baldur's mother's tears turned into these white berries, which we known as mistletoe. Henceforth, it was decreed that "mistletoe would never again be used as a weapon and that she would place a kiss on anyone who passed under it."
And so as the legend goes on...
So, have you kissed under the mistletoe?? It's okay because...

Just a quote I found... since it's related to mistletoe

Source:
Why Do We Kiss Under the Mistletoe?

Got any Christmas stories to tell? Share it down the comments!!