Sorry, but I no longer write any creepypasta. This folder is simply here for any creepypasta fan's enjoyment and a tribute to the past.
Don't pass on the Gray by ShadowStarEXE, literature
Literature
Don't pass on the Gray
Ugly Gray...why does that name feel so...sad?
Maybe it's because of the tragedy I read about.
For my own safety, I won't mention my real name or where I live...it's too risky. I'll just say that you can call me White (yes, after the game/character) and there's something I have to spread the word of. I don't care how crazy this sounds or what people will think if they ever looked on my DeviantArt account and saw this. Hopefully by then, I'll be out of the country and that thing doesn't get near me.
If you know me, you should know that I'm not a liar. I don't believe anything can be gained by lying. You might also know I'm something of a hor
Little Sandy was so excited. Her mommy and daddy were taking her to the beach! She had been waiting for this day ever since the days got hotter and her mommy and daddy started to plan for a day out. She was also six and a half now, which meant she could swim without her parents beside her, as long as she wore her water ring.
Her mommy had said coming to the beach early meant beating the crowds of people and having more time in the water. The tide would be low, but that would be alright. They would have a picnic breakfast on the beach and feed the flocks of Wingulls around. Maybe one would even befriend Sandy. The little girl was so excited a
It Will Be With Me Forever... by ShadowStarEXE, literature
Literature
It Will Be With Me Forever...
It goes without saying that many readers here have already bought, played, and beaten their copies of Pokemon Black and/or White. And it goes without saying that no Pokemon game is complete without its generation's Pokemon Tower, home to one of the game's only location of the popular Ghost-Fire Pokemon, Litwick. As it's been come to be expected, Celestial Tower is home to numerous, maze-like graves and trainers who mourn their lost Pokemon or pay respect to them.
But there is one Trainer who seems to stand out from the others. Perhaps you have met her, though casually glanced over her without a second thought.
She is a Pokefan with a single
Too often, I wonder if my existence is just a way for some higher power to have fun and kill time. I certainly started to think so when I decided to replay my Pokemon Emerald again. I had played through it once before and got over 700 hours on it from so much EV training, breeding and fighting in the Battle Frontier until I finally decided to send all my valuable pokemon and items over to my SoulSilver game. I was getting bored of doing the same thing over and over and I had only played through Emerald once before this. I wanted to re-experience it.
Once my Emerald boxes were cleaned out of my items and pokemon, I reset the game and began pl
I'm such a pitiful sight now, aren't I? Look at me...old, alone and full of regret. So much for the world's greatest pokemon trainer. I'm nothing more than a monster. I wish there was some way to go back to days of my youth and take back those words that sealed my fate.
Hm! You say you don't know me. I can't help but wonder if that's a good thing. You may not know my face, but surely you might have heard my name before? My name is Red. I was once declared the youngest champion in Kanto's history and the only one to hold the title for so long. But that title is a false one. I'm not a champion. I'm nothing more than a senile old man. I said so