I know it's not mainstream or relevant anymore, but I still like Creepypastas. A lot. After I first heard of Slender Man, it didn't take long for me to find out that he was but a tiny piece of a larger puzzle. There were a lot of stories with many m...
A/N:I always found the character of the Seed Eater interesting to say the least, but it took me quite a long time to realize that there were not one, but two stories involving the Seed Eater. One is the story 'Through the Trees' on the Creepypasta Wiki by Orfy666, and the other is a blog called 'Seed Eater Experiences' by pureslime. I didn't really read the blog, and I only chose to add 'Through the Trees' in the canon of my Creepypasta universe because it's much shorter and easier to remember. I read 'Through the Trees' several times and realized that it's poorly structured and many things aren't explained very well. So I tried to rewrite the story as best as I could. Because this site won't let me use the Strikethrough text, I'll use -the bold hyphens instead-.
(These are the transcripts of a few pages from an old, torn journal found in an abandoned house in the countryside) March 30th, 1988. My psychiatrist said that I should keep a journal, since he believes that if I record my thoughts in this thing-, I'll make significant progress-. Why am I writing in this thing? Well, the things that have happened to me for the past few years have -not- been normal.
It all began in 1983. That was the year my wife and I decided to escape the noisy and busy atmosphere of New York to live our lives in the peaceful countryside of North Dakota. We lived happily there for several years until my son disappeared in the summer of 1987. I wish he would have stayed -home, away from this cruel world that we live in.-
-Children- shouldn't roam this world alone, -but we can't keep them in their- nest forever. -My son- left his room one night to the enchanted chirping outside his window-, and-I knew what it was, -but only from my years of studying this-creature.
-There is a monster that wanders the wilderness, preying on- innocent children, watching, waiting...
I have a different journal about -this thing, but I use it only for research and theories, and- nothing -else-. I first saw it a year after I moved here. I was hiking through the woods alone, and I saw it feasting on the corpse of a little girl whilst sitting on the branch of a tree. It just looked at me and ran away. I've been following it ever since.
That's when I realized that this was my sole purpose and my one true love: studying the Seed Eater.
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The Seed Eater is a disturbed bird/human creature wearing a rag mask that roams the forests, stalking children, abducting them to be part of the legend.
On June 19th, 1987, I saw it sitting in the tree on my front lawn. I was in a daze when I saw it. My destiny beckoned to me, it said, "follow it, learn it, love it."
Two weeks later, I awoke to a strange tapping noise on my front window in the middle of the night, and I knew what it was. I ran out of the house to see it sitting in the tree, just staring into my eyes. I was about to cry from the majesty of it. I remember it telling me that it wanted my help. I would do anything for it.
At that point, my wife and I divorced. She said that I was unstable, that I was scaring her and that I was too violent with her when she tried to distract me from my work. From my purpose and passion!
I won't stop until I see it again.
April 3rd, 1988. The Seed Eater arrived at my window last night! I was so overjoyed that I could barely hold my excitement. It said that it was time, and I was prepared to do what it was about to ask.
The notes from my other journal say that the Seed Eater devours children to keep itself alive, indulging in their youth to live forever. I remember the little boy... Ohh, what's his name? Oh well, it doesn't matter. He's about to be the perfect start!
I remember it was exactly 4:30 in the morning when I snuck into his yard. I saw the window on the second floor and I realized that it was the boy's room. I went to tell the Seed Eater and it told me how to get his attention the next day. I will not fail.
April 29th, 1988. A couple of weeks went by, and the stench of the flesh is getting disgusting. Where is the Seed Eater? The parents of the boy put up lost posters last week, but I wonder why they didn't worry for the first two weeks? Oh well, I'm not concerned.
May 14th, 1988. The boy is nothing but a pile of rotten flesh now, and the Seed Eater is nowhere to be found. I guess my services weren't needed after all.
I truly thought that it was my calling, my new purpose. And without them, I'm nothing.
May 15th, 1988. It came. It took the body. And requested another. -It's looking at my notes. I feel very uncomfortable. I mustn't let it see this.-
May 16th, 1988. Six kids killed. Six kids devoured. Six more requested. -I don't think I can do this anymore.-
May 18th, 1988. How Ever Losing People Makes mE wonder!
May 20th, 1988. The -killer monster- Seed Eater came tonight. It told me that the kids aren't doing the trick anymore... It wants something bigger...
If anyone reads this, you may be the only hope of finding out the truth of this thing. Remember the journal I was talking about? -On page 49-, you'll discover how to take the life -out of this monster, but it's had- me -under a tight- death -grip.- I couldn't do it, -but maybe you'll have more strength than me.-
-Goodbye everybody. I hope being eaten is what I brought on myself-
(Note: While searching the house, the journal that the author mentioned was found ripped apart and waterlogged. Its pages are completely unreadable and it is impossible to restore its contents.)
