Creepypasta Oneshots

Green eyes in the dark

This was a mistake, a big fucking mistake.
Y/N and a group of friend decided to come check out an abandoned house near the forest, vines crawled up the walls, glass was shattered on the floor. It was supposed to be haunted, they had looked into it before hand and found out it used to be the William's family household; until there daughter went missing without a trance. They said she was dead, but they found no body, no suspect. A couple months after the fathers Brother; Johnny Williams, had been found dead in his home.
But,, there's no such thing as ghosts so they would be fine.

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Y/N looked up towards the house as there friend Signal to come over, 
"Y/N, come on! Don't be a such a pussy! What are you scared of anyways? A ghost? You scared a little ghost is gonna come and haunt you?"

"Oh my fucking god- shut the hell up, Issac I'm tying my shoe!"

Y/N called back, stumbling upwards reaching for there flashlight before flicking it on, running towards the an abandoned home. Issac looked towards them before grinning,
"Alright! Let's head in, be careful there might just be a ghost around~!"
Issac called, waving his hands in the air.
"Your an idiot I swear."
Y/N mumbled before opening the door, the creaking made Y/N flinch slightly before pointing the beam of light towards the house.

The wooden floors where chipped, overgrown vines crept in wrapping around the walls. Glass sparkled the floor, They swore they could smell blood as well. But that was probably just there imagination, right? Or some dead animal. As the duo walked further into the house, Y/N couldn't shake the feeling they where being watched. Walking towards the kitchen, something felt off. Maybe it was the way the floors creaked under there feet, or the odd rotting smell that never seemed to leave. Or may-

CRASH

Y/N snapped out of there thinking only to be found with a cup broken on the ground, Issac was by the living room.. since when was the glass even there? They shook it off before hearing Issac call there name,

"Y/N! C'mon in here I found a photo!"

They took one glance towards the cup before walking towards the living room, what they didn't what was the faint humming of a little girl in the kitchen. Dull glowing eyes watching there every movement.

"What is it?"

They asked leaning over to spot the photo Issac was holding, he smoothed it out before showing it to the other. In the photo was a little girl, and a older male and female, it seemed to be a family photo.. well except for the fact that the older male and females faces were crossed out. The girl wore a blue overall skirt with a pink shirt underneath, her curly brown hair was done up in too pigtails and she held onto a stuffed bear losses in her arms.

"That must have been there daughter."

"Yeah no shit Sherlock."

The two glanced up before setting the photo back,

"Maybe we should check the upstairs? Maybe there's bedrooms?"

Y/N nodded as they headed up the stairs; not seeing the girl that stood in the shadows, her head tilted to the side as blood slowly poured onto the floor,

"Maybe they can play with me."