Post creepy/spooky:
youtube videos
gifs
webms
pastas
stories
Just in time for the holidays, wouldn't you say?
>thread became a soulless dump thread
C'mon now, not one bit of true original content?
>>34011
Nice. I know a bunch of the shit you're posting comes from Drew Daywalt Horrors shorts, is this one something you know the source of?
>>34034
That's asking a lot.
>>33971
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ei0YIaIhTkU
>>33986
These things scare me more than anything
>>34005
thats cool
"Did you hear something?" the woman whispered, sitting up in her sleeping bag. The fire had guttered out some hours before, leaving them in the sort of pitch blackness that only the wilderness can create. The couple wanted to sleep under the stars, but it was an overcast, moonless night. They should have checked the forecast.
The man that was curled up a few feet away grumbled, still half asleep. The woman sat, listening and straining her eyes until she was satisfied that they were alone, and then rolled over onto her side.
If only her eyes were as sharp as her ears. Maybe then she would have seen the flabby hairless body that lay next to her, or the twisted, almost human face that stared not six inches from her own.
I don't remember exactly when the hallucinations began, but I do remember the first time I was in a ball on the floor crying my eyes out because of all the flames and screams, which apparently only I could see.
My dad found me. I don't know how I would've pulled through if he hadn't been there telling me it would all be okay. That I was going to be fine. That everything would be fine.
Afterwards he kept bugging me about seeing a doctor or a psychiatrist or a priest or someone, anyone, who could help me with the horrible imagines in my mind.
At first, I wasn't very keen on the idea. I didn't like the hallucinations, but I didn't like been told I was sick either. I didn't feel sick at all.
But as the hallucinations got increasingly worse, and my dad kept reassuring me I was just reliving some childhood trauma and any person with Ph.d would be able to fix me right up, I finally went and had a talk with my doctor.
He told me it was post-traumatic stress syndrome. That I was experiencing it due to the horrible car crash my parents died in when I was a kid.
He gave me some medicine and the hallucinations went away.
And so did my dad.
I’d heard stories of it. Retreat Road down in Cochrane, Alberta. They have a monastery there. Robes and everything. But their real claim to fame is the massive statue of Christ being crucified in the woods. I’ve been there a few times. Walked up the path with all the smaller statues beside the path. There was a baby, a group of people reaching towards Jesus, all those things, finally culminating in this 20-foot tall cross with Jesus hanging from it. What gets a lot of people though, is that Jesus is weeping on the cross. Nobody can seem to figure out why. Weeping is not the action of a Lord and Saviour.
Never.
Unthinkable.
I’ve been a few times during the day. It’s an interesting walk. Even for the Atheist like myself, it is still awe-inspiring. I happened to notice lights though, beneath all the statues. I asked around, and they do light the path up at night. I asked if I could come back then, but they told me the path would be closed. No one would tell me why.
Not one to follow rules, I returned that night, and made my way over the fence and onto the path. As I walked along the winding route to the large statue, I passed the smaller statues. They seemed different. It was the angle the light hit them. The statue of the baby … it’s eyes were all sunken in, and the shadows seemed to make its fingers end in claws. The statue of the people reaching towards Jesus, they looked dead, reaching towards Jesus with the shadows casting a look of horror on his face. Something about them really unsettled me, but it was on a deeper level than just what they depicted now. I reached the statue of Jesus and gazed up at his face. I stood there for what felt like hours, just wondering why he was weeping. What for? What cause?
I heard the whispers and rustling of the trees on all sides of me long before I saw anything. I gazed up at Jesus, looked deep into those stone eyes, and understood.
That night, he was weeping for me.
The doors to the Metro car opened and the shoving game began. As everyone tried to cram themselves into the small opening. I managed to get into the cramped Metro car before the doors closed on my leg.
Tired from work, all I wanted to do was sit down. Looking for an empty seat was an arduous task. The usual handicapped, elderly and pregnant had taken the prime seats. Frustrated, I pushed my through the huddled masses.
Until, I saw a cute girl sitting by herself. She one of those goth chicks. Dressed in all black, pale, dark rings around her eyes and lips that looked like the all color had been sucked out.
"May I sit by you?"
"Sure."
"Name's Mark," I said as I sat in the empty
seat next to her.
"Marissa." She replied back.
"Oh, that's a nice name. You from around here?"
"Thanks... Look, I have a boyfriend and he really doesn't like me talking to strange men."
" Oh, I'm sorry, just trying to be friendly! "
Marissa raised up her left sleeve, to scratch an itch. I looked at her arm and saw the deep cuts that went all the way up.
I gasped, " You don't have to harm yourself. There's places you can go that help, if you need someone to talk to."
"It helps with the hurt," she said "besides this is my stop"
"Oh, sorry..." I moved my legs so she get could by. As she walked away from me, (at least I think she walked, thinking back on it now, I'm not so sure I even saw her legs moving) I noticed in horror. I stared at what seemed like forever at the most frightening thing that I had ever laid my eyes on...
-To be continued.
>>34669
This one was really good
>>34051
Nice man. Using this tonight!
>>34076
pretty sure it's Mama
I recently got the blu ray collection. Made a few webms until I got bored.
Forgot I deleted most of them because the frames were off. So that's why I recently installed handbrake.
Making these on the fly. If anyone wants requests of Simpsons halloween webms from seasons 2-15.
>>36481
Holy shit
>>36492
I just want them with Japanese audio.
ohh ohh, finally a time where I can dump my collection
>>34006
>tfw never ever
Watch some spooky films
Less pictures more creepypasta
>>37401
alright ill dump some
Something I dearly miss from old /x/ was “when you see it”-style threads. They don't seem to be a thing anymore.
Few things terrify me more than the thought of something hiding in plain sight - or having been there all along. The harder it is to find “it”, the more time I spend looking at the image, the more nervous I get, waiting for my eyes to lay sight upon something horrifying. It's like a worse version of a screamer, because instead of being a cheap scare trick it subverts my own perception in order to trick me into surprising myself.
That shit is outright unsettling. Shame it's so hard to find OC for this on the internet, the ones I find via google I've either seen before or are dilluted with “funny” images (rather than creepy ones).
>>37427
>nazi zombies
didn't we agree we've had enough of them being the boogeymen?
>>33971
Prepare to be spoop
These creepypastas are scary as fuck
Anymore?
>>34012
>>40208
>>37355
Large,kaufkaesque lobster?
>>40246
driving through surreal places in general is pretty great
>>40247
When you go to Roswell for a Pence Rally, it gets spooky going home.
My stepfather and I decided to drive home night of a Pence rally. Afterwards, of course. I managed to call some trips, and i managed to get my hat signed, so i was already magical, but it got much much weirder.
It was very very dark. No lights, except the full moon illuminating the sillouhette of the darkened desert. Empty, empty, until one 50 mi stretch between Roswell and Abeline.
We saw a ton of animals. Like 30 jackrabbits, one owl, a coyote, ect. It was completely dark, and the only way to stay awake is the deer trying to get themselves killed. We nearly hit like 15 or therabouts. We also nearly ran over a heard of wild boars, possibly peccaries/javelinas.
Shit was weird, and then we saw Ghost white dogs in Palo Pinto, middle of the road. They were all white, and in heat.
As an avid member of Trump General, i took this to be Awoo wanting to fuck me.
TLDR New Mexico and Texas is spooky at night.
halloween bump
>>37822
>>34101
spoopy
Vips like spoopy threads
> >Be me
> >Can't green text
>>43313
> >be me
> > Can't green text.
>>40378
Kek
>>37391
PAIN, THAT KEEPS ME FED!!
In my area the clowns invaded 3 weeks ago
Tjey beat up 5 people
Vips longest thread yet,
Proof that vip are a psychic master race better than the other boards
good threads deserve bumps
>>33971
I need more scares!
>Returnnnn the slabbb
>Or suffer my cursssee
>>46263
lewd
is it good?
Someone got some ghost stories?