cypher_greyhat

I loved Michael. Even if he was a serial killer....

As a kid, just about everyone loves Chef Boyardee. Those same kids also love those commercials, sometimes more than the food itself. You know which ones I’m talking about? The ones where the can follows the family home after they don’t end up buying it. Those were always so fun to watch as a child, just to see what happened...

When the end of civilization came, it wasn’t how movies or television portrayed things. There were no lingering vestiges of civility left among the uncontrolled chaos. The self-preservation instinct and human savagery kicked in, almost immediately. The ones who owned guns, used them. Those who had supplies hoarded them. The...

As a little girl, the only thing I ever wanted to be was a trauma surgeon. My dad would watch the television show MASH pretty much 24/7 which kind of grew on me. I loved watching the excitement and suspense of knowing that I could save someone’s life....

My older male friend, that I chat with on Reddit, promised me that if I come to Philadelphia from Spain, he would be able to get me the single dose Johnson and Johnson Covid-19 vaccine. My dad told me to use caution because I really didn’t know this guy but he offered to pay for my plane ticket, hotel and everything else, so...

I’m a second generation male, who grew up in a maternal dominated household, where whatever Mom said, goes. She wasn’t mean spirited or anything it was just that my dad was very passive in nature....

Watching my 13 year old daughter play softball over the years has helped me to conclude that there’s certain noticeable differences that are easily distinguishable between the moms and dads, which are basically that the moms will socialize with each other and the dads will typically say “hey how’s it going” then disperse...

When his last tooth fell we thought grandpa was done for. "Look at him. Won't ever hunt again," daddy said....

I never enjoyed camping. I savoured the comfortability that modern life affords. But every year, my old group of high school friends would go up to the same lake and set up tents on the same shorefront and drink the same beers and tell the same stories....

I'd heard rumors of steam tunnels under campus since my first day at orientation. Older students claimed one could travel between buildings unseen, and that it was the only way to smuggle large quantities of alcohol across the grounds. I was willing to believe that, but I scoffed at the ghost stories that followed. Supposedly,...

I’ve been sitting staring at this screen ever since my last guest left it open. I see some of you asking for an update and maybe I can give you that. though I had to move my story since r/nosleep removed it. I apologise if you had trouble finding me again....

Six years ago, I was living my best life. I had a great job, a boyfriend, a bunch of friends and my adorable pet cat, Rocco. Jason, the love of my life, had just agreed to move in with me, and we were making preparations for that - clearing out closet space at my apartment, a cabinet in the bathroom, and starting to pack up the...

I painstakingly go through old discarded 8mm home movies that people no longer want. I would consider myself an amateur film adventurous for doing so and most of the home videos are from the mid 1940’s through the 1970’s....

Original author: MrMorton8

I’m lovin’ it....

Todd sat up in his bed. His digital clock read 4:03. Too early, he thought. His mother told him that no matter how excited he was, he had to stay in bed until at least five. With a sigh he flopped back onto the twin mattress and pulled the warm down comforter back over his face, but he knew that sleep wouldn't come. He was...

When I approached the easternmost mouth to Chambreaux I found Reid already kneeling by it. She’d found a few things scattered there: discarded food wrappers, and a battery, and an open water bottle that she turned upside-down and emptied into the dirt....

My name is Mizelcath. I am a demon. I don’t know when I came into existence. But my memory starts around the....Renaissance, I believe you call it. Forgive me. My knowledge of humans is still limited. Well.....your achievements at least. Of the human soul, the human individual, I know you better than you’ll ever know...

Recently I joined an internet community for larpers. If you don't know what larping is, its live action role play. You know those nerds who randomly show up in public places with costumes and foam swords? That’s me, or at least it was. I loved larping and not just historical larping, but any type I could get involved with....

The fever rocked my body. I’d never felt so hot, like I was on fire inside and out. Jules got me into the shower and blasted the cold water. I laid in the tub, hyperventilating. As tears overwhelmed Jules, she put her face in her hands. This was all too much. For both of us....

I hadn’t seen Mike in a few months. He’d been buried in work and our usual weekend nights out had about disappeared....

Elnora Carroll shivered and turned out the light by the bed. It always seemed cold in the house these days, even with the woodstove roaring and all her quilts piled on the bed. Ever since Jack had died in that terrible way last month, she could never get warm....

I work in the South Pole....

"Mommy, what's the worst way to die you can think of?"...

I’m a good pupper. That’s what my mother told me and that’s what I believe....