CRAZY STORY OF THE WORMS:
For the last two weeks, weird things are happening to me. I’m a starting journalist, and I work at some local yellow newspaper and blog in Greece. I’m not proud of this job, but for now, I just don’t have any other options. The economic situation here in Greece isn’t that great to be picky about choosing a job.
The Suicide Tower Ghost Creepypasta:
This is my terrifying killer clown short story:
I don’t know why I want to share this old abandoned house story with you right now, but I just feel like it. It’s definitely not because I’ll ever forget about all these events. So, my story is about what helped me to become a professional photographer who I am now. It happened 2 years ago when I’d just finished the high school:
This is the story of the Rain Man. You may think that he’s just some creepypasta demon, but, if he comes after you, don’t be amazed. He is very real.
Many people have asked me to tell the Sea God short story and everything about the curse. So here it is:
First off, I’m not a writer so I apologize for any grammar mistakes or poor writing and secondly I created a throwaway account because things have got a little weird and I don’t want anything linking back to myself.
So it all started about 3 weeks ago, driving to work and I drove past a pretty normal looking house on Carshalton Road. Normally I wouldn’t notice any specific house but as I was driving a lady in a skirt suit was knocking on the door. Sounds pretty normal but when the door opened I am almost certain I saw her being dragged inside. Now I couldn’t be sure and by midday I had forgotten about it.
”So, how’s it been, Susan?”
”Something of this, something of that, you know life is life.”
”I see, you don’t want to talk about it…”
”It’s not like I don’t want to… Just ask something more specific.”
”What did you do after you left town with Jimmy and where is he? What is he doing?”
How can I start this letter?
My name is Walter Cole. I lived at 25 Maple Avenue, Greenwood town, Maine. I’m not a native American, I moved here from Europe.
Firstly, if you ever read this, go straight to the police. Of course, I know they won’t believe all this right away, but hopefully, they will start an investigation to reveal the truth. Down below, I tried to describe all that has happened to me as well as I could. It’s a horrid and terrible story.