Carpeted Kitchen Creepypasta

I run out of the kitchen into the living room and up the stairs.

Carpeted kitchen creepypasta.

Tears of fear swell in my eyes clouding. Every day it s been the same. In the kitchen is surprisingly scary and gives me chills. One of my friends has a carpeted bathroom and i went to use her bathroom once and never again and they also have a bath rug on the carpet my childhood house has a green shag carpet in the kitchen.

Creepypasta close 158 posted by u flexsealinmyeyes 2 months ago carpeted kitchen creepypasta 18 comments share save hide report 93 upvoted what are your thoughts. I stared at the odd hole that had appeared in my arm overnight. As she s running through the hallway the door to the cupboard under the stairs opens and a hand reaches out and pulls her in. It was located on the inside of my forearm just before the bend of my elbow.

I read and illustrate a great creepypasta. I m positive it wasn t there when i went to bed last night. If you wrote down. The seller a young red haired woman told me it was known as the book of memories.

As she s running through the hallway the door to the cupboard under the stairs opens and a hand reaches out and pulls her in. How can i be so sure. Someone was in my kitchen last night. Latest creepypasta stories harold the tortoise i happened upon the book at a kiosk in my town s annual witchcraft festival.

I heard it too. The house is as quiet as when i came down but i can hear the pounding of my heart to accompany the sound of my footsteps. She whispers to her child don t go into the kitchen. We moved in and ripped it up.

Log in or sign up log in sign up sort by best. A young girl is playing in her bedroom when she hears her mother call to her from the kitchen so she runs downstairs to meet her mother. Get up shove some cheap crap down my throat go to school or work come home veg out in front of the computer try to sleep.