Nosleep Stories

He walks closer to me and lifts my chin , then in a dark tone he says " May we come in ." In that very moment I was terrified of this gorgeous man before me . There was something hidden in his eyes , he was enjoying seeing me so powerless in front of him . He was feeding off of my fear and all I could do was stand there with a feeling of want dwelling in me . This man was torturing me without even knowing my name and I strangely loved it - if you are sensitive to violence I recommend you don't read this -This book contains smut , with consent from all parties . Edited by me , expect nothing thank you for reading bubblesXplural

What happens when two insomniac fangirls have way to much fun with a random picture and a made up writing prompt? Kyoya gets to babysit his cousin. I am so sorry.

This is my old diary lol

xie Lair and wa Cha ngju tian guan Ci Fu Bai Wu Jian Ji fanfiction. Crack. #subwaycrackaddict

Charlotte's friends have been playing a trick on her for almost ten years about a girl named Emma who she can not see, hear, or talk to. She is frustrated with her friends for this fact, but her friends don't seem to be playing anymore. [this story is in no way, shape, or form mine. it is originally from reddit nosleeps, and i had to share it]

The best stories from the r/nosleep subreddit and Creepypasta to make you shiver. No copyright infringement intended.

A collection of all my Reddit account's horror stories that didn't make the final cut, or were removed by Reddit. Account you ask? u/whoisthespy

I was born with a strange mutation in my eye and with it I can see things no one else can. But lately, I feel like something is after me.

Small town farmer having trouble keeping his cattle alive, what he finds out destroys his way of life.

things that prevent me from going to sleep at night

(The Deal was optioned by TNT!) The mysterious Lee Cutter and his Carnival of Wonders hold a secret darker than any of the citizens of 1930's Junction City, Kansas can imagine. When Mr. Cutter shows up to town early one morning promising an end to the dust storms that have decimated the town's crops and stricken many of the children with the brown plague, young Matthew Porter is spellbound. His little brother Luke is deathly ill from breathing the dust-laden air. Plus, it would be amazing to hear the sound of the rain on his tin roof again. But at what cost? In this chilling short story about sacrifice and the cost of happiness, Matthew will come face to face with the terrifying secret Mr. Cutter's Carnival holds and learn the heart-wrenching truth about what it means to make a deal with the Devil. Excerpt: The man leaned down and fetched a matchbook out of the black boot that rested on the bench. There was no dust there, either - not even on the bottom. He stood up and brought one of the matches to the tip of the cigar. I never saw him strike it, but it fired just the same. He held it to the cigar and puffed on it several times until the end looked like the inside of a coal stove. "Lot of 'em 'round here?" he asked again, shaking the match and exhaling the thick smoke into the air above my head. "Yes, sir. All over. They eat what's left of the crops, even the roots. My pa says that's the real plague." "Does he now?" The man looked amused. "He says we won't ne'er grow a crop again until God sees fit. No rain either." He turned his head and scanned the street like he was looking for someone. "You ever see God here in Junction City?" I looked up at him, squinting, but didn't know how to answer. I'd never seen God anywhere. "My name's Lee," he said, holding out his hand. "Lee Cutter. What's yours?"

In 2010, a young intern joins a secretive research team at CERN, the world's largest particle physics lab. What begins as routine data analysis quickly spirals into a terrifying discovery: some particles aren't disappearing-they're shifting into another dimension. As the team uncovers a parallel reality nearly identical to ours, they establish contact with alternate versions of themselves. But when they attempt to open a stable wormhole, something goes horribly wrong. The narrator wakes up in a world that feels familiar... but isn't. Small details are off. The project has vanished. And the timeline itself seems to be accelerating. Now, strange messages are arriving-coded transmissions from the other side. From himself. They say he can return. But he no longer has the tools to reply. If you've ever felt like something changed after 2012... You might be right.

I don't sleep it's not in my vocabulary, since I can't sleep I write what is on my mind . It's a stress reliever or so I'm told.

Michael Garcia was just your average 16 year old until him and his friend Stunna turned to freestyling that change Michael's life overnight as he grew success as he became Trill Sammy Houston's top rapper...Read along as Sammy discovers his love of music, fans and especially weed as well as his tape entitled No Sleep that's been long to drop finally will be and will change Sammy's life forever cause this some Trill Shit ya digg!

I went to the British Isles. It was brilliant, fantastic, and superb. Here's what happened...