100 Creepypasta Stories

The Bridge #3

It was dark. The only light I had came from the stars and moon. My bike had a flat tire so I couldn't ride it.

It was a rather peaceful day. If you forget about the fog and that you're in he middle of the woods, it's pretty relaxing here.

Both of my hands firmly gripped the handles of the creaky bike as I walked next to it. I soon came across a low maintenance, possibly abandoned, bridge.

The bridge came into a better view when I approached it. The bridge crossed over a dirty looking river. Also, the bridge was on my right, the way back to my cabin.

Putting aside the dangers, I turned right and walked the bridge. The fog began to lift and I was able to see better than ever.

Looking up, a dark blue sky was filled with bright looking stars. Silhouettes of cloud came into my view and blocked some of the stars.

Exhaling, I continued to walk on the bridge. Looking back at the sidewalk, I saw a child under an abandoned car.

I called out to her, hoping they heard me. The child crawled backwards and turned to me. It was a girl who looked no more than 6 years old.

She waved at me and pointed at the car. I thought that she needed help with something. Parking my bike, I walked towards her.

She told me her name was Izzy. Izzy looked pretty young to be alone here. She told me that she went looking for her best friend who ran off.

Her hair was curly and reached to the middle of her back. Brown eyes and rosy cheeks. She wore a white sweater and red skirt. Izzy also had a rose tied to her hair.

She looked rather cute in this light. It sure is nice being young, I said to myself. Izzy said that she lost her toy bunny while looking for her friend.

Izzy pointed at the car and told me it was under there. I got on my knees and looked under the car. There, underneath the rubble, was a white bunny with two black X's for eyes.

Throwing the wood and rocks out of the way, Izzy climbed under the car and grabbed the bunny. She thanked me and ran off.

Smiling, I returned to my bike. I unparked my bikes and started to walk on the bridge again. I heard something lightly tapping on the metal floor of the bridge. It got faster and louder.

Looking behind me, a raccoon jumped on my face. It began to scratch at me face. My back came into contact with the railing of the bridge. The raccoon put up a good fight.

Grabbing it, I threw it at the car where I helped Izzy. The raccoon ran back and jumped back on my face. It began to scratch at my face again.

Trying to grab it again, a sharp pain stabbed my face. The raccoon scratched my eye. Screaming in agony, the claw of the raccoon pierced my left eye.

Finding the body of the raccoon, I tossed it behind me and off the bridge. I heard a faint splash coming from the river below.

Looking at the river, I saw the ripples on the river expand. Covering my left eye, I groaned in pain. Suddenly, I felt a breeze rush over my entire body.

Forgetting about my eye, I realized that I was falling off the bridge. On instinct, I grabbed onto the railing.

Looking up, I saw someone looming over me. I couldn't see who it was since a shadow covered them. Shifting my weight onto my right hand, I reached towards the person with my left hand.

They put their hands on the railing and looked down at me. They got on their tippy toes and were only inches away from my face. I saw its face.

It was Izzy.

However, something was different about her. Her eyes! These eyes look soulless. She yelled a witty pun at me.

"Wanna hang around here come more?"

With both my hands, I grabbed the railing Izzy was holing onto. However, a wood board was smashed into my fingers, causing me to let go.

In a split second, before I fell towards the water, I grabbed onto the metal platform of the bridge. Izzy bent over to me.

"Sorry, but I can't let you live."

A cold sweat ran down my forehead. Izzy grabbed something behind her tiny body. It was an old axe. She swung it over her head and swung it down with such strength.

She got my left hand, but I was still holding onto the bridge with my right hand. When she chopped my left hand off, her axe broke.

"Damn.. Not again."

With all my strength, I tried to lift myself up with my right hand. Suddenly, I began to float in the air.

Looking at Izzy, she was holding her hand up. Did she have telekinesis? She said something but I couldn't hear her. Before I knew it, I was falling towards the river.

As I fell to the river, I remembered something. The water wasn't freshwater.. This water was toxic.

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SLAIN's POV
"You certainly do get along with puppeteer now." I said as I came out of the car.

The little girl collapsed and fell off the bridge. Looking up, I saw my best friend cracking her knuckles. She sat on the bars above my head.

"It looks like you had fun, Izzy!"

"I SURE AS HELL DID!" Insane Izzy yelled at me.

I obviously can't predict Izzy anymore. Her mind is all over the place. It's not like her to control someone's mind.

"I thought you had a specific way to kill."

"I do. I found this girl at the park. I followed her home and gained control of her mind. Then I found this guy and decided to kill him with Maddison." She said with a sly grin on her face.

"You can be so stupid, Izzy" I chuckled.

"Say.. Where Bryan and Tim?" Izzy said as she looked around.

"They're doing stuff with Slender." I replied.

Izzy groaned and jumped down the bars. She walked towards the bunny that the girl dropped. Her real name was Maddison and Izzy killed her entire family.

"Was that really his?" I asked Izzy.

"Yeah, my cousin gave this to me." Izzy said with an upbeat tone.

I smiled. She's still the same after all this time. Even after her death, she still the 15 year old girl that I know.

"When will you tell me? About your death?" I asked, curious.

"Soon." She said, again.

Soon. That's her answer to almost everything. But I know that Izzy will tell me eventually. Izzy began to walk towards the woods, I followed.

No matter what, Insane Izzy is stuck with me.