CreepyPasta's

Where the bad kids go

When I was younger I was sitting in my living room and I was watching television. There was a show I would always watch, it didnt look like a child like show but I still watched it. It was very grosume for kids that were my age to watch it.

While I was watching it, people in this show would treat bad kids very differently. This show was more likely to look like an asylum, but no it wasn't. At the end of every episode, a door would just appear. Then as the door got closer, there was a horrid noise, screaming, pounding, kids sound like there being hurt. Then at the end some words pop up in arabic, it said "Thats where the bad kids go."

               Later on in life I became a journalist. I traveled the world. I was in this one country. I found the door from that show I use to watch when I was younger. This door was all rusty, covered in dirt and mud. So i decide to open this door and so I did.

Luckily I was brave enough to do this. When I opened the door I went in totally shock. There was blood on the floor and a bunch of bones. I wasn't suprised cause there was blood on the floor I was suprised because of the mic hanging from the ceiling in the middle of the room.