Carpeted Kitchen Creepypasta

It s one of the many horror stories i love to read.

Carpeted kitchen creepypasta. Tears of fear swell in my eyes clouding. I read and illustrate a great creepypasta. 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. I run out of the kitchen into the living room and up the stairs.

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. 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 heard it too.

Log in or sign up log in sign up sort by best. 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. 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. 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.

How can i be so sure. 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. 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.

I m positive it wasn t there when i went to bed last night. 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. Every day it s been the same.

We moved in and ripped it up. If you wrote down. The seller a young red haired woman told me it was known as the book of memories.