Laughing Jack Creepypasta Novels & Stories

A sense of unease scratched at the back of her neck, and she struggled to control her emotions. The sound of laughter echoed from the twin’s room as Jack walked towards it. A slow smile spread across his mouth as he knocked on their door. “Open up, you little rascals, I want to have a word with you.” His voice trailed off as he noticed that Nora’s door was slightly ajar. A loud thud sounded from the room, and he peeked inside, curious. His smile vanished as he saw the old woman lying on the floor, her crutches nowhere in sight. It was as if she had fallen off her bed.

It was the same shit every time we bumped into each other. “Leah”. Lacey gasped placing her hand on my arm. “Your eyes are blue”. “Yeah I know”. I frowned. “No like ice blue”. “What?”. I grabbed my phone from my purse and turned on the camera. Sure as hell they were bright icy blue. I wasn’t sure what was going on. “Someone’s wolf has finally made an appearance”. Jack. I swallowed the lump in my throat. I didn’t feel any different. It wasn’t like I could feel her.

His hands trembled. He drew a jagged breath into his lungs. The room spun around me. The stability of my knees became questionable. My desire to vanish into the ground consumed me, seeking an escape from ever confronting this moment. Jack produced a strangled laugh which carried no genuine humor. The experience transcends into an abyss of unadulterated, visceral torment. “Holy shit. His body lurched backward in a way that suggested my presence was unbearable to him. Holy fucking shit. ” My eyes filled with tears making it hard to see while I stretched my hand toward him. “Jack—”

…you can guess who it's exactly obviously Douche! "Where's Meg? Jack finally closes the door holding a massive taco in his hands 'not that I am petty or anything but Meg didn't pay for that.' He approaches me, munching it. In his eyes, there's so kind of emotion, one that I so loathed… The same kind I saw in Jeff's eyes. My eyes go straight down to his trousers and I see something budging out, 'his boner' is protruding out of his white trousers. " Why so scared Krystal... It doesn't bite!"

I hold my breath until he drives past them. "You're now like their hero, Kristen." I remove my head from the car window to meet his gaze, so he can see the tears dripping down my cheeks. "No, no, no…don't cry, pumpkin. Jack will take care of you, you poor little thing," He wipes the tears off my cheeks with the back of his palm. His name is Jack? "Let's put you to sleep, shall we?" He still has that creepy smile on his face. "You'll wake up and find yourself at home. No need to stay up and cry until you get a headache." With this saying, he connects his fist to my face. And darkness suddenly envelopes me.

“She’s got a pretty face, I’ll give you that. Shame she can’t keep her legs closed.” They all laughed. Again. It was the kind of laugh that made your teeth itch and my fists vibrate to punch them so hard in the face. “You think this is funny? Do you have any idea what state she’s in?” “Oh, it’s hilarious,” Jack said too casually. “All that alpha blood in you and you're running around like a damn clingy puppy over some girl.” “How could I forget? You’re just some thirsty pup trying so hard to make her like you.”

A reassertion of reality. The fake Katherine flickered. For a microsecond, her perfect human disguise failed, revealing the writhing, silver geometric mass beneath. "Gotcha," Jack grinned. He lunged, grabbing the flickering entity by the throat. He didn't try to crush it. He tried to audit it. Where is your funding coming from? Jack demanded mentally, pushing his debt-sight into the creature's core. The creature shrieked—a sound like dialing-up modems from hell.

Milo told him, watching him closely. I felt a little dizzy, watching them before I felt the whole room shift. The walls opened up more to brick walls, backing up further from me as the ceiling disappeared to open up to an early night sky. The flooring under me turned to an old sidewalk with way too many cracks. Your mother's back would surely be broken even if you tried to miss every crack. Milo disappeared from my sight along with Jack and Toru. I knew then, this was only me seeing something. The past. I could hear laughter coming just from the alley exit. There was a group of teenagers headed my way. Amongst them was Jack. He was following the group it seemed like, with his eyes watching a

" I snapped, turning my hands into fists. I gasped snapping my eyes open, did I really just say that out loud? Am I really falling for some stranger? I looked Rohan shocked, only to see him smirking at me once again, some brother you are. He knew once I snapped he got me. I gasped suddenly hearing someone laughing behind me, I turned to see Jack beside the bedroom door, trying to stop laughing. I was sure I was red as a tomato. Jack was well sure too now. I was crushing and maybe even falling for Zayden. ''N-no on-e-'' but he cut himself off, by laughing. He finally controlled his laughter and regained his position again by taking death breaths. But Rohan bursts out laughing, which made Jack

Jess just stood there as if her legs didn't work as the stranger reached out and smelt her hair. "Hey! What the hell are you doing you CREEP!" Jackie yelled as she ran over. "Let's go Jess." Jackie pulled her by the arm and they rushed for the door. Jess could hear the guy talking to himself as he watched them leave, "Such a pretty girl, I'm gonna getcha pretty girl." Jess noticed that he was missing a few teeth when he smiled at her through the storefront window. "What a creep, what the hell was wrong with that guy? He was probably some kind of pedophile. Why did you even let him close enough to touch you?" Jackie went on rambling as Jess sat in silence.