Carpeted Kitchen Creepypasta

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.

Carpeted kitchen creepypasta.

I read and illustrate a great creepypasta. Latest creepypasta stories harold the tortoise i happened upon the book at a kiosk in my town s annual witchcraft festival. 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. I stared at the odd hole that had appeared in my arm overnight.

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. 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. We moved in and ripped it up. How can i be so sure.

It s one of the many horror stories i love to read. I heard it too. I moved to this apartment about a year ago and i swear that i haven t gotten a single good night s sleep since then. Someone was in my kitchen last night.

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. It was located on the inside of my forearm just before the bend of my elbow. 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. 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 run out of the kitchen into the living room and up the stairs. Every day it s been the same. The seller a young red haired woman told me it was known as the book of memories. Tears of fear swell in my eyes clouding.

She whispers to her child don t go into the kitchen. In the kitchen is surprisingly scary and gives me chills. I m positive it wasn t there when i went to bed last night.