Creppypastas #4

When the villagers speak of the monster, they only speak of its teeth.The delegates that came out to my cabin described long, tusk-like fangs as sharp as razors. They spoke of the way the dead were found, out here on the edge of the forest, out here by my cabin, torn through by those teeth …

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Creppypastas #3

The Nail SalonAfter breaking my ankle and having to stay home on doctor's orders, the only thing left for me to do was to sit by my window and watch life on the other side. As always, the street was quiet. Right across from my house, Silky Nails proudly advertized affordable manicure and pedicure for …

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