Scary Short Stories

Hey! This is MinecraftPastaWriter, the primary author of this page. What is this, you may ask? Well, if you want to post a short and fairly terrifying story without the risk of being shut down by any page cleanups, you can post it here. However, even then; there are some things you need to take to note. So before you begin, it is HIGHLY recommended you read the following rules.

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 * 1) Even with or without the length, the rest of the criteria is incredibly important. Keep grammar / spelling intact, keep the story collected and neat, etc.
 * 2) Trollpastas (unfortunately) are not accepted on this page. A trollpasta is fine on it's own page.
 * 3) You can create as many stories as you want, but do not act like a hog and claim 80% of this page. It's not fair to other users who want to participate.
 * 4) Have fun, knock yourself out!

Anything else you need to know.
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 * If you are going to make a story, use the heading to create a new section below another story. From there, provide a number based on where your pasta is placed (eg; #53), the name of your story, and your username. It should look like this: (#1) Death of Me - MPW
 * Collaborations are allowed, but it isn't required you team up with someone every single time. (Also with collaborations, make sure you have the person's consent to add onto their story.)
 * You may fix any minor grammar issues found in stories, but do not erase or add any content that did not belong in the original story.
 * Your story can be deleted off of the page if it doesn't meet criteria or evades any of the rules listed above.

With that said, let the writing begin!

(#1) The Howl in the Fog - MPW
It wasn't the prettiest day outside. It was murky, completely disgusting. It was one of those days when the sun was shy. I was heading to work for the day, passing by buildings which I knew by heart at that point. My car was an old sedan which was surprisingly still kicking despite it's age. I was at least halfway there when it started. At first, it wasn't noticeable. But as the minutes went by, it increased and got so dense to the point where I had to pull over on the side and wait it out. If I was late, my boss would have to deal with it, because I'm not risking getting into an accident and potentially getting injured. I waited it out by playing a couple of slots on my phone, and had some tunes play on my radio. 5 minutes went by, and the fog seemed to only have gotten worse. I didn't think much of it yet.

I was sitting around in my vehicle when my car suddenly stopped working. I immediately noticed as I heard the engine and the music on the radio go silent. Immediately, I jumped out of the car to pop the hood. The fog was so dense, I could barely see a hand in front of my face. I walked to the front of my car and opened up to see absolutely nothing wrong with any of the equipment. My oil tank was filled, the engine wasn't smoking or on fire, it was all intact. Confused, I closed the hood shut and made my way back to the car to call for a tow truck. As I reached for the handle, I heard an unnerving howl come from the distance. I stopped in my tracks, looking around to see nothing company. And then I heard it again, closer this time. And then, I heard it several more times, strangely enough coming from all directions. I immediately opened the car door and bolted inside, slamming it shut and locking myself in. The howling continued as I ripped my phone out of my pocket and tried to dial a tow truck, only to realize I had no service on it anymore. I hear the howls again, and I fling my head to the window. To my horror, a figure was barely visible in the fog.

I couldn't make it out very well, but it had yellow eyes, razor sharp teeth and claws, and a buff figure. In fact, it almost looked like a wolf, which easily explained the wolf-like howling I heard. But this was no ordinary wolf, it was standing on 2 feet and could easily loom over the car. My stomach sank as I watched it stand there in the window. A howl from the front distracted me, and my stomach sank as I eyed two more. I came to realization that I was surrounded by these massive beasts. And for once, I truly felt helpless. I was stuck in a dead car with no service on my phone, with nobody around to aid me. The only instinct I had was to crouch down under the driver's seat and hide away. Suddenly, I heard growling and footsteps. They were advancing to my car, and there was nothing I could do but hide and pray that they do not find me. The car began to shake violently, as the creatures toyed and climbed all over. The growls and snarling were as intense as ever, and I knew they were trying to find me. Thankfully, they were dumb enough to not look under the seats. And then, it all went black.

It was 3 hours later according to my watch. I must've passed out from panicking too much. My head hurt, and I was tired beyond belief. I climbed out of my hiding spot to see the fog had disappeared and so had the creatures with it. A knock could be heard from my window, it was a sheriff. I could hear him ask for me, saying

"Son, you there?" He asked with a gravelly voice.

I rolled down the window, to speak to him.

"Hey-uh officer." I replied.

"You okay? I found you passed out in your vehicle, crouched under the seat."

"It's a long story." I looked down. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Eh come on, it can't be that bad." He chuckled.

And so I told him the entire story. Instead of him laughing his ass off, he displayed genuine shock and fear on his face.

"Oh- uh. Son, we gotta get you out of here."

I didn't bother asking, I just went with what he said. He drove me home and had a tow truck bring my vehicle to my drive way. They claimed that the vehicle was in perfect working order after being checked up on. I sat in bad, getting a text from my boss. Instead of him being a pain in my ass and freaking out over my absence, he simply said

"Hey, what happened?"

I texted back, "Was on my way at work today. Something terrifying happened."

"Oh?"

I explained the story to him.

"What the hell, are you alright?"

"Yeah, it's just hard to believe I made it out without a single scratch."

"Say, don't worry about today or tomorrow. Really sorry this happened."

And that's the story. After the whole experience I believed in the other-worldly a lot more than I used to. I now take a different route to my workplace, and I'm a lot more cautious when there's bad weather. As to what those things are, I guess I'll never find out. All I know; they're not to be toiled with. They will rip you to pieces every chance they get, and there's almost nothing you can do but attempt to hide and pray they won't find you. I got off lucky, and something tells me that's one in a million. Be careful out there, you never know what's out to kill you.