Hello and welcome back to the Most Amazing Channel on the Internet!
I am your host Miss Rebecca J Felgate… and we are talking the Top 10 Scary Underrated
Creepypastas.
We’ve heard of Slenderman, we know Jeff the Killer, we’ve heard of The Russian Sleep
Experiment but are there any hidden gems out there….stay tuned as once again I am your
spook duke, guiding you through the murky depths of horror…..
Don’t worry, we’ll make it out alive, just don’t drop your torch!
Because Creepypastas are lonnngg this video is quite lengthy, so why not boil the kettle
and settle in for the ride….
Before we get into this video why don’t you tell me what your favourite scary story
or creepy pasta is…
I used to love the one about the hair toe.
Who knows the one with the hairy toe?
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10 - Satellite Images This is a sad and touching creepypasta about
a woman in a wheelchair who uses google earth to explore places that she can’t go.
She really enjoys it a first but then she sees a happy carefree looking woman, with
her face blurred out obviously, strolling through streets in paris and she feels sad
because she knows she can’t ever do that.
She starts using google earth every day and spots the same woman over and over….
In different countries and continents.
She was showing up everywhere…… it was almost like she was digitally haunting her.
Guess what happened when the woman started getting knocks on her door and she google
street view searched her road….
9 - The Couch Sometimes I dream of owning a beautiful 1970s
style gold vintage couch… but then I think … Okay I love vintage things for their look
and style..
But should I be stopping to think about who owned them before me?
After reading this creepypasta, I am thinking yes, yes I should.
The couch is credited to Johnny - the story goes that when Johnny was little he was playing
with marbles on the floor by a vintage couch - a flower patterned sofa...to go along with
a lot of the mismatched second hand furniture the boys family owned.
One day his favourite marble rolled under the couch.
He reached his little hand under the couch but couldn’t get it.
He went back to the rest of his marbles to keep playing when he saw an old, dead, withered
looking hand reach out from underneath the coach and extend as far as it could, as if
trying to touch him.
He screamed and told his mum who thought he just had an overactive imagination, but the
boy spent the rest of his childhood imagining a village of hand people living under the
couch. … when he reminded his mother of this as an adult she seemed more freaked out
than she had back in the day….
It seems that the previous owner of the couch was an old woman who had died at home….although
the person who gave it to her didn’t say where.
Perhaps it was the couch.
8 - Where Bad Kids Go This story doesn’t have a credited author
which makes it even scarier.
It is short and to the point which I like.
It is about a guy who grew up in Lebanon in a period of war.
During that time kids were scared by the media in order to keep them in line.
Good kids stay inside and go to bed when they are told.
Bad kids...well..
Apparently there was a show about it.
The moral of every episode were things like “bad kids stay up late,” “bad kids have
their hands under the covers when they sleep,” and “bad kids steal food from the fridge
at night.”
The closing scene of the show was always really creepy - an old rusty door….text would appear
on screen in Arabic saying: This is where the bad kids go” The narrator grew up and
the show kind of always stuck with him.
He grew up to be a photographer and journalist and decided to do some research.
He said: I finally managed to uncover the location of the studio where much of that
channel's programming had been recorded.
Upon further research and eventually traveling on site, I found out it was now desolate and
had been abandoned after the big war ended..
What he found when he went inside….well….
It will haunt him forever.
7 - Happy Sun Daycare This is a creepypasta written by Chelsea Adams
524, it is quite long and has a surprise twist so I will give you a summary and leave a link
for you in the description box so you can check it out for yourself if you want to.
SO...picture this….an old abandoned daycare with a sign outside that reads Happy Sun Daycare
- with a little cartoon picture of a sun….creepy, right.
Absolutely.
Well the story goes that a journalist does some digging into the Daycare’s past and
finds out that adults who went there as kids seem a little scared….
They all seem to have memories of a bad dog and a room with a grey door.
What the Journalist uncovers is utterly terrifying.
I’ll leave it there!
6 - ON The Bus Buses in general are underrated, right…
good old buses get you from a to b and are a low cost way to travel… like..
I’ve got the bus to manhattan from Toronto a few times and it has been so great because
it drops you right in the city and its so cheap… buuut it does take 12 hours.
This creepypasta is about a bus in Bogata, Colombia.
The male author us aware of a number of urban legends around the city, including a one legged
wailing banshee, a backwards footed doom goblin and a phantom bus that, if woman board it,
are found dead days later.
The guy didn’t believe in the legends at all, and one day boarded an old looking bus,
which isn’t uncommon in Bogata.
The guys phone battery was dead so he just kind of stared around a bit… he notice that
everyone on the bus was old.
When the bus reached the guys stop, he realized no one had got on or off for thirty or so
minutes which was weird for rush hour.
The guy dinged the bell to get off, got up, walked to the door...then found himself back
in his seat facing the front of the bus.
He thought he was going mad so he tried again….got up...pressed the button… found he was sat
back down facing the front.
On his third attempt he catches the eye of an old woman...who he has never met but her
gaze seems to speak to him.
She doesnt say anything, but she stares.
He walks to the front of the bus again...screams at the driver...threatens him to let him off….and
boom… he is back in his seat again.
It is like groundhog day but on a bus...although the guy doesnt stay the same….he looks down
at his hands and they seem to look...older somehow?
Rougher...more wrinkled.
He keeps trying to get off the bus, and the old woman he saw reaches out and grabs his
wrist.
She stares at him and he notices that she is wearing young clothing...the type of clothes
a teenager would wear...but shes..old….very old.
He finds himself back and his seat and this time his hands look even older..
Much older.
So old.
This arm hair is white.
It is a struggle for him to try and make it up to the driver.
His body aches.
Yet he tries to get off the bus..
He finds himself sitting in his seat facing forwards….forever facing forward….forever
on the bus.
5 - Polybius Polybius is creepypasta turned urban legend,
as they often are!
The story is about an arcade game that may have been leading people to disappear.
The creepypasta says that In the year 2000 in Portland, Oregon there was possibly a government
conspiracy involving a video game.
Basically the story goes that a black box arcade game started showing up in arcades
across the city – a throwback to the videogame era of times gone by and people were into
it.
The game didn’t have any branding, it was simply black and mysterious, but people were
intrigued and played it anyway.
The game involved geometric patterns and eye wateringly bright,colourful shapes.
It seemed like the game was hypnotising people, making them sick or, in some cases, making
them disappear.
After gamers played, men in black suits were seen servicing the machine, which led to rumours
that it was part of the CIAs MKUltra mind control pursuits.
Storytellers named the game Polybius after a Greek historian who said you should never
report what you can’t verify.
Whether or not the story is true, it has become part of pop culture, with the Simpsons placing
a polybius machine in the background of a scene in 2006 . Would you play it?
4 - Lisa
Lisa is a reasonably well known Creepy Pasta but I feel like it deserves more airtime because
it comes replete with scary drawings.
It seems to have been told from a child’s perspective - I’ll start you off...if you
want to read the whole saga the link is in the description box!
So...the first part is a drawing of a little girl with a spooky looking imaginary friend
with red eyes….if a child as to draw blood….
Is that how they would do it.
The text under the writing reads.
“This is Lisa.
She is my friend.
My mom and dad cant see her so they sed she is an imaganery friend.
Lisa is a nice friend.”
- note the spelling areas for added kid writing effect….
Sure, lisa is described as a nice friend… but is she!
You’ll have to read the creepypasta… because...well… they say don’t judge a book by its cover
but Lisa is a GHOUL.
3 Annie 96 is Typing This Creepypasta is pretty extra as it is
a horror story told in real lime!
The story comes from Pascal Chatterjee in 2014.
The story goes that the writer...airquote...stumbled across a whatsapp thread from two people...Annie
96 and McDavey . The Creepypasta was popular at the time of its release but people seem
to have forgotten about it.
Its long, like most creepy pastas… but if you want to live in real time through what
Annie and Davey were talking about….and find out what happened to them, then check
out the link in the description box.
Things are getting interactive with a game you can play at home at at number 2
2 Midnight Game
This is a creepypasta that you can try out at home ...although don’t!
According to the creepy copy pasters of the internet, there is a spooky game called Midnight
Game.
Baaa baaa baaaa...according to the pasta, the game takes its basis from an old Pagan
punishment ritual used to scare people into obedience.
SO in this game, a person writes their name on a piece of paper, which is sealed with
a drop of their blood.
The player then lights a candle and tapes the paper with their name on it to a wooden
door.
Wooden is importhing ...so is timing..
T – you have to knock on the door exactly 22 times, with the last knock at the stroke
of midnight ...hence this being the Midnight game.
The player then opens the door, blows out the candle, closes the door and relights the
candle.
This apparently means the Midnight spirit is now in their house.
It is the players job is to avoid being caught by the midnight man, who will try to scare
you until 3.33am.
Some absolute witching hour horror!
Radio Silence
I am a writer….
Or I try to be when I am not churning out two 12 minute, 2000 word Most Amazing videos
a day … I understand what it is like to craft a good story… this creepypasta is
beautifully written so instead of paraphrasing, I am going to read you the story verbatim.
Radio Silence was written by Ben Bartlett and had 4.3 thousand upvotes.
36,400,000.
That is the expected number of intelligent civilizations in our galaxy, according to
Drake’s famous equation.
For the last 78 years, we had been broadcasting everything about us – our radio, our television,
our history, our greatest discoveries – to the rest of the galaxy.
We had been shouting our existence at the top of our lungs to the rest of the universe,
wondering if we were alone.
36 million civilizations, yet in almost a century of listening, we hadn’t heard a
thing.
We were alone.
That was, until about 5 minutes ago.
The transmission came on every transcendental multiple of hydrogen’s frequency that were
listening to.
Transcendental harmonics – things like hydrogen’s frequency times pi – don’t appear in nature,
so I knew it had to be artificial.
The signal pulsed on and off very quickly with incredibly uniform amplitudes; my initial
reaction was that this was some sort of binary transmission.
I measured 1679 pulses in the one minute that the transmission was active.
After that, the silence resumed.
The numbers didn’t make any sense at first.
They just seemed to be a random jumble of noise.
But the pulses were so perfectly uniform, and on a frequency that was always so silent;
they had to come from an artificial source.
I looked over the transmission again, and my heart skipped a beat.
1679 – that was the exact length of the Arecibo message sent out 40 years ago.
I excitedly started arranging the bits in the original 73x23 rectangle.
I didn’t get more than halfway through before my hopes were confirmed.
This was the exact same message.
The numbers in binary, from 1 to 10.
The atomic numbers of the elements that make up life.
The formulas for our DNA nucleotides.
Someone had been listening to us, and wanted us to know they were there.
Then it came to me – this original message was transmitted only 40 years ago.
This means that life must be at most 20 lightyears away.
A civilization within talking distance?
This would revolutionize every field I have ever worked in – astrophysics, astrobiology,
astro- The signal is beeping again.
This time, it is slow.
Deliberate, even.
It lasts just under 5 minutes, with a new bit coming in once per second.
Though the computers are of course recording it, I start writing them down.
0.
1.
0.
1.
0.
1.
0.
0...
I knew immediately this wasn’t the same message as before.
My mind races through the possibilities of what this could be.
The transmission ends, having transmitted 248 bits.
Surely this is too small for a meaningful message.
What great message to another civilization can you possibly send with only 248 bits of
information?
On a computer, the only files that small would be limited to…
Text.
Was it possible?
Were they really sending a message to us in our own language?
Come to think of it, it’s not that out of the question – we had been transmitting
pretty much every language on earth for the last 70 years…
I begin to decipher with the first encoding scheme I could think of – ASCII.
0.
1.
0.
1.
0.
1.
0.
That’s B...
0.
1.
1 0.
0.
1.
0.
1.
E…
As I finish piecing together the message, my stomach sinks like an anchor.
The words before me answer everything.
“BE QUIET OR THEY WILL HEAR YOU”