11 Miles Creepypasta Novels & Stories

Jasmine : can you please follow him Cab man :if am been paid enough I now believe what dad says He is going a very far place cause he is walking normally without showing tiredness Jasmine: I'll paid you well just follow up I get in and he start doing his job About 1 hour later he turn and start walking into one bush the cab man stop and said this is fars he can go so i drop off, pay him , and start following him Thing start getting strange while the bush usually get thicker and now am getting scared I give up and turn back to start going back home But am wrong Actually I start getting scared when am seeing different types of bone What scared you most is seeing what your mind can read as deat

Instead, she cried while she started running in a certain direction. Her speech was unimaginable, and she was significantly faster than Alex. Alex could cross a mile in a single step at most, but she could cross at least a few hundred miles with a single step. This went on for nearly half an hour. After that, Alex was terrified to discover that Crazy Crone had torn open a void rift before an ancient wasteland. She dived in headfirst.

I exhaled exasperatedly. No matter, I’ll gladly wait for his accomplices. As I scanned the area, this rogue led me into the mountains, which are 60 kilometers away from my house. He was a fast runner, but not fast enough. As I moved forward, the awful stench of dead bodies grew stronger. This made my curiosity rise. After making my way further, I reached an unknown territory. Piles of bodies was the first thing I saw. They were already skeletons scattered around the open area, and crows were everywhere.

What awaited me at this mysterious destination? After a long drive, we wandered through winding roads and arrived at a secluded mansion surrounded by an eerie silence. The sight of it sent chills down my spine, intensifying my unease. "James." Charles shuddered over the eerie silence, his voice echoing through the empty air. An old man walks out of a room within the mansion, his frail figure casting a haunting shadow on the dimly lit hallway.

Mila just followed her instincts to follow the moonlight above her which sometimes shone shyly because it was covered by gray clouds. About ten minutes Mila walked and started to get tired. A gust of wind blew around her, blowing away the dry leaves and fallen tree branches around her feet. Mila's body started to shiver as the wind blew very hard around her. A light shirt and jeans couldn't keep her warm from the fierce cold autumn wind. Mila's lips curled coldly. The red hue on the surface of her lips slowly faded to pale. Mila decided to find a place to rest. She walked north, following her crummy instincts. Her shoes stepped on the pool of yellow leaves that fell on the ground. A soft cra

“On the third shelf, right in the middle. Look for three navy thick encyclopaedias and take them out. You’ll see it,” “Damn, motherfucker. How do you know so much?” “Well you know, I snuck around a lot,” Miles shrugged with a smirk. “That’s why I was always in trouble,” he chuckled. We heard shuffling from the other end of the phone before, “I see it. I’m going to need a password,” “Fuck,” Miles cussed under his breath. “Okay, just give me a minute,” “The password’s six digits long,” Ludo informed us.

She was scared that something bad might happen soon. She started walking further and suddenly she felt like someone was calling her even though there was no noise. She started walking in that direction without thinking twice. It felt like something was pulling her, she was able to see the threads wrapped around her again and she noticed that it led to a direction. She followed it and after walking for some time she noticed that it went into a grave. She looked at the name and was a little shocked to see who it belonged to. “Luan Miler: 1975-1995”

I hate to imagine what will happen to us if we encounter the predator. "How many meters away?" Larry ask as he stares at my tablet screen. "Less than a Hundred kilometers north," I reply, still looking at the screen. We pass by a cemetery with exhumed bodies. For a moment, I stop in front of a pit wondering if Zombies now exhume corpses. Deep down I try not to imagine what happened to the corpse.

PART TWO: Things That Go Bump April 2016 CHAPTER TEN The Upside Down Books When Brad glanced down at the lower right-hand corner of his computer screen, he was surprised to find it was a quarter to eleven p.m. He’d sat down to write at eight, planning to work for only an hour. He’d gotten caught up in the story, however, hitting a streak and riding the wave of inspiration. It felt good to be this motivated again after struggling for months.

“Don’t worry Evan, this will get back to you soon enough. You’ll get to respond to everything. Okay, I tried calling the other locations called Helencia, and I either received no response because the locations didn’t understand what I was talking about, or the phone numbers no longer worked. This means if we travel through the other realm. We don’t know if we can safely leave through the other portals. In an effort to keep up with our changing needs, I’ve ordered packs for us with simple survival gear that should work in the other realm without too much interference from magic. Now onto the library research, we’ve got our hands full. The deaths appear to happen in cycles. Each death is diffe