by guilty343 | Jun 21, 2015 | Creepypastas, Spoopy Stories
At an early point in my life, I remember my aunt living in a wonderful two-story house. It had two living rooms and a bedroom to spare. My sister and I always seemed to think that this was what a mansion was like. Most of my memories of this house were fond ones....
by guilty343 | Jun 8, 2015 | Creepypastas
It had been about three hours since Momma tucked me in, kissed my head and turned off the light. The green glow of my digital clock read 12:07 AM. My heart started beating quicker, making it almost difficult for me to breathe. I rearranged my stuffed animals around my...
