Creepypastas Smile Dog Novels & Stories

**ELENA'S POV** The guy with the creepy smile blocked the exit and stepped closer, bringing with him the smell of cheap cologne and tobacco. I guess I could call him Mr. Creepy Smile. “Curious cats,” the tattooed guy chuckled, rolling his shoulders like he was warming up for another kill. “We know what happens to them.” I'll call him Mr. Gold-Tooth. I let my lips curl as I replied to him. “They tend to take someone with them.”

A strange sound bubbled from his throat, like laugher. "Stink of wolves?" Zezi squinted her eyes at him, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, offended. "Yes." He said, easing off the table and standing up straight, that unwavering smile still on his face. "It is good. Dogs smell." He started moving around, grabbing pots, spoons and opening the refrigerator to get something, before closing it back, his hands full. "You know, like little fur babies. They are cute." He smiled, chopping off meat on the chopping board quickly.

I smile, I don't show even a small part of alteration. His smile fades into a grimace of disgust. "Tell me at once why you have come" let go quickly" you have already made me waste a minute of my valuable time, to have been able to have given it better to my dog, because he does know how to be grateful to people.

“Apology and explanation accepted. No more analyzing.” She smiled back but her eyes remained distant. “Good. Why don’t you go upstairs while I clean up?” “I’ll help.” “I’d rather do it myself.” He moved toward the stairs and studied the hound dog crouched in the corner. A long, yellow body. Ugly face. Canine eyes echoed his own past lots of pain and no one to count on. Matted fur matched a long tail, hanging limply to one side. Definitely a loner, like an older kid in an orphanage flung amidst cute, little babies. Probably caught trying to steal some food.

It made him confused and disturbed. He slumped down the floor and the door creaked a bit and it was followed with loud footsteps after that. He sighed and shook his head then he felt someone opened the door wide and it slammed into his knees. The impact and pain of that jolted his body and made him look up. He glanced up and there he was smiling so creepily back at him. W—wha? His golden eyes were fixated on him and he was totally smiling so wide that it made his body stiffened up. What was that? He hasn’t seen Yenn smile like that. Not in a moment nor a chance he had caught that kind of smile. It was terrifying and—

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

I ask. "I never did. Yesterday was first time and I found out it could turn me mad," be says. "Mad?" I ask. "You see Mr. Rogers garden was all messed up this morning and that was all because of me. It want done by his dog," he says with a faint smile. "What?" I laugh out loud hearing it cause Mr. Roger was all mad in the morning and was willing to kill his dog for that. And most of all, I have never see him smile. He has such a beautiful and gorgeous smile that no one in the world has. His pink lips feels so plump and juicy. They might taste so much good.

He was terrified, not only of the invisible dogs but the child. The menacing barks could be heard as we watch dog slime dripping on the bone man's face. He screamed then we saw his legs being pulled from his body. The bones cracked and crunched until they disappeared into the bellies of the invisible dogs. "Are they eating him?" Zander asked. "Yes," Isis gulped. Skully attempted to free himself, but the dogs were too strong and without his scythe, he was just a helpless bone man. The dogs chomped and chomped until all that was left was his skull. "I will be back!" he cried.

Picking up the phone, Arlo prepared to call Hilda and 'express his condolences'. All of a sudden, he heard a 'crunch' sound. The huskies that had been locked up in cages had bitten through the bars of the cage and escaped their prison. The evil forces of Siberia instantly descended upon the entire Smith Palace, a series of crunching noises following in their wake. They crunched their way through the doors that blocked their path and bit the people who stood in their way. Arlo was dumbfounded by the sight. These aren't huskies, these are iron eating monsters!

We ate some ice cream scones, and then, Ruby wanted me to build a sand castle on her. Barefooted, practically sprawled floor, I started building the sand castle on her. "Why does that dog looks so small, skinny and ugly?" "It's a Chihuahua, a Chinese dog." "Woah, never seen chi-wa-wa kind of dog before." "You have now." I was on her stomach this time, putting heaps and heaps of sand there, and was careful not to spill it on her face, when she fired another question again. "Why does that girl look sad?"