Creepypasta Collection Book 1

Dogsitter

I'm a dogsitter, I look after people's dogs when they go to work, or away on holiday, or whatever. It's the perfect job for a person like me who hates people and busy, crowded areas. Just walking with my canine friends though the countryside is enough for me, you can keep your cities full of assholes.

My story begins with one of my regular guests, Buddy. He's a bouncy young German Shepherd whose family are pretty god damn rich, judging by how many vacations they take a year. So, Buddy knows me pretty well, and I've gotta say he's one of my favourite dogs to look after.

Buddy's only irritating quality is that he LOVES to dig. I guess it's in his nature with that long muzzle, and snout of his that once he smells something interesting, he can't leave it alone. I always worry that one day he's going to discover a corpse while we're walking in the woods, or a severed finger, or something gross like that.

My fear very nearly became a reality yesterday, which is why I'm telling you this, no sleep. Buddy didn't find any human remains on our walk but...well.

We were walking down a little footpath behind a field with some horses, when Buddy suddenly stopped dead and almost wrenched my shoulder out of its socket with his tugging on the leash. He had found a pile of freshly mound earth, and it was time to dig. Something was obviously buried there.

There's literally no point trying to distract him once he's started digging, I've learnt his first hand. So I sat down on a tree stump, checked my text messages, that kinda thing, until Buddy was done.

He was squiggling and dancing around me like he had hit buried treasure. "What is it now, Bud? What do you have? Drop it."

At my feet he dumped a slobbery piece of metal. A USB flash drive.

Being the type of no sleep reader that I am, I hauled ass home to check out what was on the buried flash drive. I jammed it in the side of my laptop and immediately frowned.

It only seemed to have one file on it, and the file was corrupted to shit. I spent some time googling around for an extension that might play the file, and eventually what I was able to get was a crackly audio chip. (It doesn't help that my laptop is an ancient piece of crap.)

Anyway, the audio file was mostly silent, but I was able to pick out some talking. A man's voice.

He seemed to be coaxing a child. He was saying things like, "Okay, just a little further, I've got a big surprise for you, a real big surprise, just keep your eyes closed..."

Then, the squeak of a door being opened or closed, I couldn't tell which, and then a howl. I don't spend much time around kids but even I could tell it was a little girl crying her eyes out.

Holy shit, I thought. I've dug up a USB with fucking kiddy porn on it. So, like any sensible person, I hauled ass yet again, down to my village's police station.

The cops took me pretty seriously when I came in waving a flash drive that I was concerned might have 'illegal material' on it, but then they sat me in a little waiting room and took it away with them to examine.

After 20 minutes, a sour faced police woman asked to speak to me, and led me into an office with a computer.

I sat down and she explained that what they'd found on my USB was a video file, not an audio. My stomach sank.

"I don't really want to see -" I began, but she cut me off.

"I really feel you need to see this," insisted the officer, and brought up the media player.

The video begins shakily, but it is clearly inside of a townhouse. In the corridor, a man in his forties is shepherding a little girl, who is blindfolded, down a blank corridor towards a door. They're both white, he's about 6"2, she looked around five-years-old, they're both blonde.

"...a big surprise, keep your eyes closed..." He says, just like before. At this point I'm thinking, fuck, this isn't kiddy porn, he's gonna open that door and it'll be her mother's severed head or some shit. Fuck.

When 'Dad' finally opens the bedroom door, and the little girl takes off her blindfold, my first impression is that the room is full of artificial snow or packing peanuts or some other white mess. But as the camera zooms in, it shows that the room is like an exhibit of dismembered stuffed animals, and that their stuffing has been flung about the room.

The little girl sits down on her bed and starts to bawl. Obviously they were her stuffed toys that were destroyed.

Her father (I'm assuming) starts asking in a playful, almost mocking tone, "What's wrong, Sweetheart?" She only cries harder, hiding her face in her hands.

Then he starts wading through the stuffing, and picking up like scraps of fabric. "Look, here's Mr. Ted's ear, you can put him back together, right?" and "Oh, this might have been Snowy's tail. You can sew it back on, once you find the rest of her."

I am ready to cry at this point. What the fuck kind of human being flays open a child's stuffed animals and then torments them with the pieces? It's psychotic.

Eventually the video ends, right on a heartbreaking long, static shot of the little girl sobbing, and clutching scraps of fur, ribbon and plastic to her chest.

Like I said, I was ready to lie down in the fetal position, and cry for about a year after witnessing this shit, but the police just hustled me out of the station, obviously annoyed that I'd wasted their time with something so stupid.

They said they'd call me if they required any more information, but when I started offering to show them where Buddy had dug it up, they just repeated that they would be in contact and dismissed me.

What really chaps my ass is that they didn't even let me have the flash drive back as it's "evidence." And I was too stupid to snap a photo of it, or try to save the audio file or anything. All I've got is my sketchy description of the video, and the house it was recorded in. I don't even know when it was recorded.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, what the hell should I do now? Clearly something bad is going down somewhere. Help me out.