Creepypasta stories

Ally

Burning pictures disappear, but memories don't...

It was a beautiful day at a high school which will not be named for a specific reason. There was a girl with low self-esteem named Ally. Ally was having a normal day for any high-schooler. Boring, in other words. Very boring. Ally didn't have any friends. She was an outcast. An "emo loner," as most people would call her because of how she dressed. Despite their judgments, they never knew Ally. They simply assumed that she was very "scary" or just a total loser.

Ally's family didn't pay any attention to her, either. Her mother and father were busy parents trying to earn money to support themselves and Ally. Well, back to the story. Ally was bullied multiple times a day at school. People didn't understand Ally's ways, looks, or taste in music. None of the guys found her "hot". Her beauty or personality didn't make them "melt".

But someday, it would.

One day after school a popular guy named Garrett and his friends made the worst mistake of their lives; they decided that they wanted pleasure. They chose an easy target, and that target was Ally. Garrett went up to her and asked her to go hang out with him in the abandoned house on the outskirts of town. Ally couldn't deny the hottest guy at school. Plus, she didn't want to be bullied even more.

"Yes," Ally replied with hesitation.

"Great! I'll meet you there at 12 a.m.," said Garrett with a sly grin.

Ally walked up to the abandoned house with a discouraged look on her face. Her stomach felt like a bottomless pit. She didn't have a good feeling about this. Something in the air was different. Everything felt different. She arrived there 10 minutes early, which wasn't a good idea. She knocked on the door and waited patiently. Garrett opened the door quickly. Before Ally could even greet him, Garrett grabbed her by the arm and threw her to the floor. Ally tried to get up but numerous boys came in and nailed her to the floor. Constellations of black tears streamed down her face. The images of all the guys were just a blur. They kicked her side and began their devious plot. They took turns beating her senselessly. When the group of ruffians finally finished, they sat her upright as a sign of sympathy and made sure she was unable to move. They then moved swiftly out of the house.

"Garrett!" one of the group exclaimed in fear. "What if someone finds her! We would be put in jail if they find her!" Garrett looked around and the first thing that popped into his view was an old gasoline can. He dug into his pocket and pulled out some matches.

"Grab the gasoline can! We are lighting this place up!" 

They covered the perimeter of the house and everything they could with gasoline. Garrett then lit a match and threw it on the home that was filled with violent memories. The place quickly set ablaze and flames flourished all around the house. As soon as the house acquired a crisp odor, Ally came out of shock. She was surrounded by flames and burning debris. The girl couldn't move because they tied her to a table leg. Her converse shoelace caught on fire and the flames traveled up her body. She screamed and screamed, but no one could hear her. The black lipstick melted down her face as she screeched. Her shirt was the color of the fire and blood. For the last moments of her life, she swore that she would bring pain and misery to Garrett and the ones that helped him or anybody with that made fun of her. She swore that they would burn on Earth and in Hell. The fire grew bigger and she burned quicker till the only thing was left were remains of a burnt house and a body.

Ally's promise came true, though. She made a little trip, and Garrett's house mysteriously set a blaze at 12:30 a.m. So did everyone's that even dared to have said or done anything horrible to her. Everyone thought it was just a coincidence, but it most certainly was the ways of Ally's spirit. They haven't seen anymore mysterious house burnings in the town, but they had been happening all over the country since the murder happened.

There have been sightings of her.

Most describe her face as dark, with oozing black makeup that sizzled into her skin and left her mouth black and wide open because of all the misery and screaming she went through. She also wears a burnt red shirt. No one has ever seen the bottom half of her. People are puzzled because of this. Maybe it's because her whole bottom half was burned to ashes. Or, it could be so her victims can't hear her creep up behind them. Ally's spirit still walks this Earth. To anyone that thinks this story is stupid, you might want to think again. For all you know, Ally might be in town for the night. You better be cautious and not sleep, because the dark ghost might be looking over you while you're asleep with a match in her white, melted hand.