CREEPYPASTA STORIES

Brick

Once, there was a 14 year old girl named Zoe.

She lived in an average sized house with her two parents and her pet fish. Nothing interesting; she was just your average girl. She went to school, she hung out with friends; all the normal things that a girl her age would usually do. But, her story… Her story is not average at all; not in the slightest.

She was a little bit of a geek, spending a lot of time on the computer playing video games and had a bit of a soft spot for scary stories and pictures that she could find on the internet. Yet she was never afraid of them, ever. She lived in your typical one-story house, and she had a bedroom which was on the other side of the house to her parents'.

Enough about Zoe; now for her story.

May 24th, 2008

It was about 10:30pm. She was getting a little tired, but she stayed up ‘till about 11:00pm to chat with friends on her iPhone until she drifted off to sleep after saying ‘goodnight’ to everyone.

She woke up at exactly 12:00am to an unfamiliar noise, a strange scratching sound coming from the roof above her. It sounded like somebody was scratching on the roof with a brick or tile. She sat up in bed to be able to listen to the sound without the muffling of her hair against her pillow.

She listened to it for 3 more minutes. The scraping was following a rhythm and it was therapeutic… hypnotic even.

She snapped out of it, got up and headed to her parents' bedroom to tell them about it. Now, according to most Internet stereotypes, most people are quite scared of walking around their dark house at night while strange noises are heard, but as I said, she wasn’t scared of anything. She just strolled her way peacefully to her parents' room. When she got there and told them, they were obviously tired and a little mad that their daughter had woken them up at such an hour.

“Mum, Dad! There’s a weird noise coming from the roof! It’s kinda creepy…”

“Zoe, go back to bed," said her dad. "You have school tomorrow.”

“But… but… Mum! The noise is really weird.”

“It’s probably just a branch from that tree hanging over the house,” replied her mom.

“But it didn’t sound like a tree branch, besides, we don’t even have any trees hanging over our---“

Her parents gave her a stare.

“Just listen to us," said her dad. "Go to bed and let us sleep, or we’ll take away your phone.”

She stopped talking and headed back to her room. When she got back, the noise was still there. She looked at the clock; 12:08, so she hopped into bed and tried to sleep.

She just couldn’t get back to sleep with that noise still being emitted, so she lay there, waiting for the noise to stop.

After what seemed like hours later, the noise faded away, stopping at exactly 12:30pm. “What strange timing,” she had thought.

May 25th, 2008

It was again about 10:45pm. She was getting tired, but after last night, she decided that she would go to bed earlier so that she fell into a deeper sleep and might not be woken from the noise. This seemed logical to her, so she went to sleep. It had only felt like a moment that she was asleep for, but once again, she woke at 12:00pm exactly to a noise. This time, the noise was different and felt closer to her. It sounded like a tile or brick ripping through felt or some other material similar. She was sure that whatever was causing the noise was ripping through the insulation which was inside her roof. This night, she decided against going to tell her parents because of the cold welcome they gave her after waking them very late at night. She figured that she’d just tell them at the breakfast table the next day.