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It's been a while since I done my own Creepypasta story so here is one I just came up with in time for Halloween.
* WARNING: Course language ahead*
There was a boy named Edward Peterson; he is a very shy and scared boy and for a very good reason. You see Edward and his Mom both live with a very abusive father. His father didn't used to be a very mean man; he was once very kind and caring. However he had a bad habit of gambling, he would rather spend his money on paying off his debts, and with his gambling addition it has taking a toll on his mental health which caused him to loose his job. After losing his job he took on another bad habit of loosing himself to alcohol, when he's too broke to gamble he used what's left of his money to loose himself to the bottle. Edward's Mom had to take two jobs to support them both; but the money could barely last for his father would force his mom to give him the money. Whenever she refuses he would beat her and threaten to harm Edward if she doesn't provide him the money.
This has gone on for a long while and Edward became quiet and shy but he didn't give up on his Mom or himself but still he felt like he had no friend to turn to in the world. His only light of hope and happiness in his life was a visit to the thrift store after school. He loves spending time despite not having any money; the owners however were a friendly elderly couple who didn't mind his visits. He would come by and check out the old toys or read some of their old comic books and even checked out the old video games collections they had. It was his only salvation but the couple knew that he was being abuse but felt helpless. Still they figured they had something to help him not feeling so lonely. So one day they came across an old trunk that was left by the previous owner and found a ventriloquist dummy inside with the words "My Pal Sal" on it's overalls. It looked a little creepy but still it looked very friendly and decided to give him to Edward. They even found a book inside of helping Edward how to make Sal talk.
Edward was happy with his new found present and could not wait to practice. He kept his new friend Sal hidden from his father because he feared his father would throw Sal away and figured Edward must have stolen some money from him to spend on Sal. Edward knew if his father found Sal he would get beaten up badly; he still remembers the time his father nearly broke his arm because he only got a B- on his math test instead of an A. As time goes on he worked and worked and soon has developed a knack for ventriloquism. He even made it to give Sal a bit of a New Yorker accent; things were find as Edward often talks to Sal about his abusive father to Sal as a bit of a comfort. He knew the dummy isn't a real person but he just felt good to have someone to talk about his problems.
Sadly however one day on a stormy rainy day, he came home to find his father was slapping his Mom and then he saw Sal on the chair and realizes his father has found his dummy. "STUPID WORTHLESS B****! You wasting money on crap like this while I bearly have enough to go to the GAWD DAMN PUB YOU FILTHY WHORE!" "STOP IT!" Screamed his mother as he slaps her senseless. Edward was scared but he knew he had to speak up. "STOP! IT WASN'T MOM! NO ONE BROUGHT IT! IT WAS A GIFT TO ME!" Shouted Edward as he stood between his father and mother. His father stood silent for a moment and then he slapped Edward so hard he was knocked to the ground. His father then used his foot to pin poor Edward down to the floor. "A gift? You think you're so special that you can get gifts while I had to work my ass off trying to provide for this worthless family? You spend money my hard earn money on stupid toys like that?"
"The only thing you've ever provided was logs for the toilet you smelly ape!" said a voice and then his father felt a sharp pain on his butt. He got off of Edward and then pulls out a fork that was stuck on the seat of his pants. He looks and saw Sal had somehow moved closer to Edward's father. His wife was on the other side of the room and Edward was pinned down so neither one of them could have struck him. However this made him more angry "You two get out. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND DON'T COME BACK UNTIL YOU PAY ME BACK!"
"B-but what about Sal?" Asked Edward but his Mom just grabbed Edward and both just left the house. Edward's father grumbled and looked at Sal the dummy on the table but it was gone. He can't understand how it could have disappeared. He knew his wife and kid didn't take it they would have passed by him. Just then the voice spoken out again. "Hey jerk-off what's your problem? Can't figured out what horses to bet on? How about you play a game of 'What to do for a job?'" He followed the voice only just then a can of veggies struck him in the face. It was thrown at him, he look at the cabinets and saw it was open. "How about that? You got canned. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hah!" cackled the voice. The man was starting to get even more angry as his face was turning red and just then water balloons struck him; causing his clothes to be soaked. "Ah cool off buddy!"
"WHERE ARE YOU?!" Shouted the father as he keeps eying the room looking for who or what has been tormenting him. But in his search he keeps getting belted, tripped by boobytrapped wires, slipping on spilled oil on the floor. Getting pelted from random plates, bowls, shoes and even one of his bowling balls was rolling and knocked him over. Still the voice kept on cackling and mocking him. "COME ON AND FACE ME LIKE A MAN! YOU LITTLE PIECE OF...!!"
"Okay, okay I'll come out! Look behind you!" The man turned around to find the voice and was shocked. On his son's chair was Sal the dummy. It moved his head on his own and blinked his wooden eyes and one of his arms lifted up on it's own and waved hello as it's mouth moved by itself "Hi ya pally! How's your feeling buddy boy?" The father shook out of his shock as Sal continues "Yeah that's right it's me your old pal Sal. It's not your booze talking this time. Yeah you got it I'm walking and talking and I don't like the crappy way you're treating your wife and kid!" Sal hopped down from the chair and walked up to the father. "Well look at you, Mr. Big man of the house old King of the castle you. Listen here shit stain, from now on you better start treating your wife like a queen and your kid like a prince. Because they are all you got, your wife does more than you ever could and your kid is suffering long enough from your neglect so if you don't change your ways I'm going to make sure you don't see your wife and kid again."
The father was shock but he brush off the warnings and told Sal. "You don't scare me. You're just an overgrown toy, toy's are not scary." The father mocked but Sal replied with "Oh yeah? Ever heard of Chucky? I gave you a warning and now I got to punish you."
"And just how are you going to...ARRRGH!" The father was struck by Sal when Sal kicked him in the shins with his hard wooden legs. Then Sal started running away as the father chased him. The father grabbed a knife from the kitchen and started looking for Sal. The dummy retaliates with a barrage of can goods flung at him. Before the father could react Sal took a small steak knife and gave a small cut on the father's leg. The father kneel but the cut wasn't too bad enough to stop him from moving. Sal continues to make rude comments liked "What's wrong? Are you mad because your wife wants a real piece of wood and not that twing in your pants? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hah!" and mocks the father. Sal started saying to him "Hey if you go to jail don't worry about your wife and kid. While you rot in jail being hit on by a hot little number named 'Jim' they'll be safe at home waiting for a real man like me to be their daddy. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hah!" Then the father saw the small figured at the door and jumped at him. He held the butcher knife to the figured and yelled "I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU!" Before he could take the knife to end the figure's life he heard voices yelled out "POLICE! DROP YOUR WEAPON! DROP IT ON THE GROUND NOW!" He snapped out and saw the figured was his son Edward and then he looked up and saw he was surrounded by the police all held their guns at the father. "W-what are you all doing here?" He asked as Edward answered "I...came back...for Sal then you jumped me." Then the police surrounded the father and separated him from Edward. Edward looked up to the police and asked "How did you all get here so fast?" One of the policed answered "We had a call from this house that a man was going to kill a boy. The voice had a strange voice with a bit of a New York accent." As the police haul his father away Edward look and saw his dummy Sal on the couch, however what he also found was that the house phone was in his hand and according to the phone it was the police on the other line asking if everything was okay. Sal was right one way or another he made sure that Edward's father will never hurt him or his mother again.
The End.
Artwork and story by me.
* WARNING: Course language ahead*
There was a boy named Edward Peterson; he is a very shy and scared boy and for a very good reason. You see Edward and his Mom both live with a very abusive father. His father didn't used to be a very mean man; he was once very kind and caring. However he had a bad habit of gambling, he would rather spend his money on paying off his debts, and with his gambling addition it has taking a toll on his mental health which caused him to loose his job. After losing his job he took on another bad habit of loosing himself to alcohol, when he's too broke to gamble he used what's left of his money to loose himself to the bottle. Edward's Mom had to take two jobs to support them both; but the money could barely last for his father would force his mom to give him the money. Whenever she refuses he would beat her and threaten to harm Edward if she doesn't provide him the money.
This has gone on for a long while and Edward became quiet and shy but he didn't give up on his Mom or himself but still he felt like he had no friend to turn to in the world. His only light of hope and happiness in his life was a visit to the thrift store after school. He loves spending time despite not having any money; the owners however were a friendly elderly couple who didn't mind his visits. He would come by and check out the old toys or read some of their old comic books and even checked out the old video games collections they had. It was his only salvation but the couple knew that he was being abuse but felt helpless. Still they figured they had something to help him not feeling so lonely. So one day they came across an old trunk that was left by the previous owner and found a ventriloquist dummy inside with the words "My Pal Sal" on it's overalls. It looked a little creepy but still it looked very friendly and decided to give him to Edward. They even found a book inside of helping Edward how to make Sal talk.
Edward was happy with his new found present and could not wait to practice. He kept his new friend Sal hidden from his father because he feared his father would throw Sal away and figured Edward must have stolen some money from him to spend on Sal. Edward knew if his father found Sal he would get beaten up badly; he still remembers the time his father nearly broke his arm because he only got a B- on his math test instead of an A. As time goes on he worked and worked and soon has developed a knack for ventriloquism. He even made it to give Sal a bit of a New Yorker accent; things were find as Edward often talks to Sal about his abusive father to Sal as a bit of a comfort. He knew the dummy isn't a real person but he just felt good to have someone to talk about his problems.
Sadly however one day on a stormy rainy day, he came home to find his father was slapping his Mom and then he saw Sal on the chair and realizes his father has found his dummy. "STUPID WORTHLESS B****! You wasting money on crap like this while I bearly have enough to go to the GAWD DAMN PUB YOU FILTHY WHORE!" "STOP IT!" Screamed his mother as he slaps her senseless. Edward was scared but he knew he had to speak up. "STOP! IT WASN'T MOM! NO ONE BROUGHT IT! IT WAS A GIFT TO ME!" Shouted Edward as he stood between his father and mother. His father stood silent for a moment and then he slapped Edward so hard he was knocked to the ground. His father then used his foot to pin poor Edward down to the floor. "A gift? You think you're so special that you can get gifts while I had to work my ass off trying to provide for this worthless family? You spend money my hard earn money on stupid toys like that?"
"The only thing you've ever provided was logs for the toilet you smelly ape!" said a voice and then his father felt a sharp pain on his butt. He got off of Edward and then pulls out a fork that was stuck on the seat of his pants. He looks and saw Sal had somehow moved closer to Edward's father. His wife was on the other side of the room and Edward was pinned down so neither one of them could have struck him. However this made him more angry "You two get out. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND DON'T COME BACK UNTIL YOU PAY ME BACK!"
"B-but what about Sal?" Asked Edward but his Mom just grabbed Edward and both just left the house. Edward's father grumbled and looked at Sal the dummy on the table but it was gone. He can't understand how it could have disappeared. He knew his wife and kid didn't take it they would have passed by him. Just then the voice spoken out again. "Hey jerk-off what's your problem? Can't figured out what horses to bet on? How about you play a game of 'What to do for a job?'" He followed the voice only just then a can of veggies struck him in the face. It was thrown at him, he look at the cabinets and saw it was open. "How about that? You got canned. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hah!" cackled the voice. The man was starting to get even more angry as his face was turning red and just then water balloons struck him; causing his clothes to be soaked. "Ah cool off buddy!"
"WHERE ARE YOU?!" Shouted the father as he keeps eying the room looking for who or what has been tormenting him. But in his search he keeps getting belted, tripped by boobytrapped wires, slipping on spilled oil on the floor. Getting pelted from random plates, bowls, shoes and even one of his bowling balls was rolling and knocked him over. Still the voice kept on cackling and mocking him. "COME ON AND FACE ME LIKE A MAN! YOU LITTLE PIECE OF...!!"
"Okay, okay I'll come out! Look behind you!" The man turned around to find the voice and was shocked. On his son's chair was Sal the dummy. It moved his head on his own and blinked his wooden eyes and one of his arms lifted up on it's own and waved hello as it's mouth moved by itself "Hi ya pally! How's your feeling buddy boy?" The father shook out of his shock as Sal continues "Yeah that's right it's me your old pal Sal. It's not your booze talking this time. Yeah you got it I'm walking and talking and I don't like the crappy way you're treating your wife and kid!" Sal hopped down from the chair and walked up to the father. "Well look at you, Mr. Big man of the house old King of the castle you. Listen here shit stain, from now on you better start treating your wife like a queen and your kid like a prince. Because they are all you got, your wife does more than you ever could and your kid is suffering long enough from your neglect so if you don't change your ways I'm going to make sure you don't see your wife and kid again."
The father was shock but he brush off the warnings and told Sal. "You don't scare me. You're just an overgrown toy, toy's are not scary." The father mocked but Sal replied with "Oh yeah? Ever heard of Chucky? I gave you a warning and now I got to punish you."
"And just how are you going to...ARRRGH!" The father was struck by Sal when Sal kicked him in the shins with his hard wooden legs. Then Sal started running away as the father chased him. The father grabbed a knife from the kitchen and started looking for Sal. The dummy retaliates with a barrage of can goods flung at him. Before the father could react Sal took a small steak knife and gave a small cut on the father's leg. The father kneel but the cut wasn't too bad enough to stop him from moving. Sal continues to make rude comments liked "What's wrong? Are you mad because your wife wants a real piece of wood and not that twing in your pants? Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hah!" and mocks the father. Sal started saying to him "Hey if you go to jail don't worry about your wife and kid. While you rot in jail being hit on by a hot little number named 'Jim' they'll be safe at home waiting for a real man like me to be their daddy. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hah!" Then the father saw the small figured at the door and jumped at him. He held the butcher knife to the figured and yelled "I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU!" Before he could take the knife to end the figure's life he heard voices yelled out "POLICE! DROP YOUR WEAPON! DROP IT ON THE GROUND NOW!" He snapped out and saw the figured was his son Edward and then he looked up and saw he was surrounded by the police all held their guns at the father. "W-what are you all doing here?" He asked as Edward answered "I...came back...for Sal then you jumped me." Then the police surrounded the father and separated him from Edward. Edward looked up to the police and asked "How did you all get here so fast?" One of the policed answered "We had a call from this house that a man was going to kill a boy. The voice had a strange voice with a bit of a New York accent." As the police haul his father away Edward look and saw his dummy Sal on the couch, however what he also found was that the house phone was in his hand and according to the phone it was the police on the other line asking if everything was okay. Sal was right one way or another he made sure that Edward's father will never hurt him or his mother again.
The End.
Artwork and story by me.
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