'The Rest Stop' Creepypasta

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I always knew those places were trouble!

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-This creepypasta is a work of fiction for entertainment purposes only-
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I went to the bathroom, and then there was a monster

zix
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I feel like having full white teeth is scarier then yellow

CreepypastaDL
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Yeesh. These stories have some die-hard skeptics. "I don't believe in the paranormal, but last week I did see a ghost, , an alien, a sea monster, and a portal to another dimension all at once... I still am a skeptic... Someone definitely spiked my drink at the bar with some freaky voodoo drug or some shit. Evidence is not enough."

Kehwanna
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Baraka so this is why you weren't a playable character in mortal kombat x.

clydbon
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I love it when your voice changes pitch, and the music changes as well. It gives you a real feel to the genuine emotion of what being there feels like.

kikikungfukakes
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This reminds me of when I drove up to Sacramento... That road was so barren... I stopped at a rest stop and even pulled off the side of an offramp once just to sleep for a little while, because I was DEAD TIRED. It wasn't my car that I was driving, it was a rental since mine was in the shop, and every time I took the key from the ignition, all of the doors unlocked. I wasn't alone, but the person I was with was already passed out, so when I went to the bathroom at the rest stop, I had to go alone. It was dark, the lights flickered, and there was just an ominous feeling in that bathroom. The only thought that really scared me, though, was someone hiding back in a stall, waiting to attack. Needless to say, I left the bathroom, unscathed, but I heard some pretty strange things in there.

Chlober_Official
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What if it was a person who survived a deadly car crash and had to have facial reconstruction surgery. And maybe he had bad teeth because he doesn't brush.


And maybe his eyes were dilated as hell because he was high as a kite...

cygnus_XI
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lesson for today if you're in a public restroom, and you hear laughing in the last stall, don't ask if they're alright, just leave them to their own laughter. They're probably laughing because they let out a loose one before you walked in. But if the restroom looks like it hasn't been used in a while, RUN MAN!

AresLeviathan
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Very well told and well written, I was actually doubting this one because it was only 7.5 minutes but still deff gave me the creeps. Nicely done.

TBagsmith
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When CPJ said 'no nose' I instantly thought of Voldemort

SciencePunk
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Imagine you're laughing at memes in a public stall and then some rando just looks under the door smh

slashbat
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That description kind of sounds like Lord voldemort. You found the dark Lord at a rest stop bathroom

FatherOfMilk
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Anyone else think the voice was coming from the urinal he was using when he said mentioned it sounded gargled like it was under water at first?

iBNKERS
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idk if I'm shivering bc its cold, the story, or the spider i saw on my keyboard.

jaygroomes
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Maybe the thing was laughing at the writer's junk. 

IAMLH
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Me- *Sees video* *thinks* oh yeah, this is gonna be my nightmare tonight

(I'm going on a trip soon, so that's why)

video less than a minute- says my City's name

Me- 'well shit' *exists out*

mcrkilljoy
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Just as I was drying my hands I heard a creak . I never turned around but behind my reflection in the mirror I could see the stall door slowly creak open in the dark. What I saw next filled me with the greatest happiness I have ever experienced. My prayers had been answered, it was Shrek in all his glory. From across the restroom he looked me dead in the eyes and said to me, "it's all Ogre now."

dvulpis
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Thank you everyone for the complements and the constructive criticism.

CreepyPastaJr. thank you for narrating my story. You did a great job!

kreamv
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Yeah but...where will I get my funyons and drain the lizard out there?

chasewilliams
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I once was on a road trip late at night and had to shit so insanely badly that it was affecting my ability to safely drive without ruining the seat cover. There wasn't a working bathroom within 15 miles. I came across this abandoned gas station that had two restrooms the doors to which were on the outside of the building. It was then that I noticed that the handle on the door to the men's room was broken and the latch was missing. I got out of my car and walked up to the large steel door which was slightly ajar. It made a loud metallic creak as I opened it. I quickly propped it open with a nearby cinderblock that was laying on the asphalt and ran inside. The gas station curried shrimp and Haribro sugar free gummy bears that I had consumed copious amounts of 3 hours earlier were making a break for it. I went for the nearest stall that was only lit ever so faintly by the light of the waxing full moon. Just as I had entered I notice the smell of mildew that had long ago dried out, and the feeling of cob webs on the door and in the toilet. Also began to hear a suspicious sound of faint shuffling and *VERY* distant maniacal laughter. Far further from me than anything in that restroom could have been. But none of this mattered as my asshole began to burn and scream for release. If there was a portal to hell in that bathroom it was in my ass and if there was a monster about to destroy me it was the half digested curry that dissolved the cob webs as it filled the bowl. The smell of cold dried mildew was immediately replaced with something much worse. In between the gastric bursts I could here the shuffling getting louder until I saw a pear of decayed feet with 6-8 inch claws begin to pass in front of my stall door. The abomination on the other side was about to kick it down until I heard it sniff. And then it recoiled so I stood up took a napkin out of my pocket wiped my flaming ass and threw it at the creature's feet. It immediately sprinted out the door with an amount of haste no human could ever match the shitcaked napkin still stuck too it's ankle. So I pulled my pants back up and walked back to my car. Started it up drank about 2 liters of water to replace what I had just lost and continued on with the rest of my trip. One thing's for sure. I will never eat gas station curry and Haribro Sugar Free Gummy Bears ever again.



Edit: Congrats. You just read several paragraphs about a guy taking a shit.

Teboski