A Little Gift

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Before I begin to relay the details of this ritual, I should probably explain that you need to be in a certain state of mind for it to work. I’m sure a lot of you out there will know what I mean, even though I am not the best person to be explaining human emotions. It’s a kind of churning, constant emptiness. A feeling that although you have no desire to die, life simply “takes too long” and you would rather another option. It is very important that you feel this way, when undertaking the ritual.

Because ‘another option’ is exactly what we’ll gives you.

The details are as follows. I have tried to make it as simple as possible, and to cut down on the cryptic rubbish that my contemporaries often include in these things, but you need to appreciate how hard that is. We don’t live by constants, as you do. We live by symbolism and meaning. Bread does not sustain us, but the idea of bread makes a very good meal indeed. Still, enough talk. Even if you DID want to hear about me, I wouldn’t be able to explain it.

Apologies for this also, but if you’re not a resident of the “United Kingdom”, you have a little travelling to do. The new world doesn’t interest us as much as the old ones, and this isn’t going to be as convenient as finding any old hospital or half-way house. You will travel to Suffolk, England, and find a public house called “The Queen’s Head” on the crossroads of four villages: Southwold, Aldeburgh, Dunwich and Walberswick. They’ve all been well-noted by history, though not necessarily in the History books. Anyhow, once there, visit the place during the hours of 11pm to 1am, and take a good look around the pub itself, without going inside. The crossroads is a simple one, four towns lie in four different directions, though new roads may not reflect that accurately. Take a compass with you. Take 10 steps toward each town, then ten steps back to your original location. Once you have done this for all four, proclaim: “I have seen this crossroads too many times”.

Once said, step into the pub. It should look much as it did in my time, which may well be a shock to you. Don’t worry. You can turn around and leave right at that moment, if you so wish. Go back to your ‘life’ and read these stories from the safety of a computer screen. If you do decide, however, to continue this course of action, then go to the bar, and ask for “a glass of the house Malefic”. The barman will give you a glass of red wine, and accept no payment. Now, drink it, and you are exactly half way to where you want to be. Good.

Once it’s gone, he will tell you that you’ve had enough, and ask you to leave. Do as he says, for though he is a good friend of mine, he is a spiteful man with an old crow for a wife, and he delights in an excuse for a fight. When you leave, you will find a large black horse outside. Mount it. It’s yours. A little gift from me to you, in gratitude for the tasks you’ve performed so far. The wine will have warmed you a little, I hope, for you have a long ride.

It doesn’t matter in which direction you travel. It never did. The roads will be old, now, impossibly so, perhaps, and a dense fog will cover the tracks. Plough ahead, and do not deviate from the road. He may send a guard to veer from the mists to try and stop you, but keep moving. He may even send a loved one to plead that you slow down. This is a trick. It is me that he wants to stop. We have never seen eye to eye.

The mists will pass, and you will see an end to the road ahead. A gorge of impossible depth. Don’t stare into it. Contrary to popular belief, it doesn’t gaze back, but it may hold you from your task. And neither of us want that, do we. To continue, you need only do one thing. Ride the horse from the cliffside, and plummet into the gorge. I never said this would be easy, did I? Don’t worry. It’s an exhilirating rush. For the most part. I shan’t talk of the next few minutes of your trial. It would be improper, after all.

Many don’t make it this far. They suddenly decide they have too much to live for. What a joke. As though cowardice and misery were badges of honour. However, those that do have the courage for this (and I commend you, I truly do) will have but one final task ahead of them. The hardest of all. He will appear to you. I’ve seen him before, more times than I would care to mention, and I know that this next part will be no easy task. You must deny him. He will show you your loved ones, those that have passed from life, and he will promise you a life with them. You must deny him. He will offer you bliss, and release from pain. You must deny him. Finally, he will offer his friendship, and his regard. DENY HIM. HIS WORDS ARE FALSE, AND YOU WILL FIND NO SUCCOUR WITH HIM.

Finally, he will leave. Good. And we will be alone. Now for your gift? The reward for your efforts? No problem to a being like me. I will touch you upon the forehead. Once. And you will awake in the bed you find most comfortable. From this point on, you will be possessed of an irresistable charisma, and disease will never trouble you. No wound will harm you, and no argument will sway you. You’ll be one of my children, and you will recognise others I have dealt with by the black fingerprint on their forehead.
The only catch? There isn’t one. I’m not like him. I don’t deal in punishments. I REWARD my children.

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  • Commented on February 21, 2015 at 6:44 am

    GASP….. I think the speaker is satan.

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  • Commented on June 15, 2013 at 3:01 pm

    This has to be one of the best I’ve read so far. It actually leads me to believe that this is real, but I sincerely doubt it is. Though, the exact locations and steps add to the story, and lead the the gradual realization of the true meaning of the story. I loved this one.

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  • Commented on February 12, 2015 at 8:09 pm

    I’m tempted to try this…

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  • A.nonMember
    Commented on July 13, 2015 at 8:28 pm

    I first read this about a year ago and I still feel weird. It’s for people who feel they have no purpose and when people like that are given a hope like this, they will likely try it. I’m guessing the narrator is the Devil because of his clear disliking of the “He” he mentions. At first I thought the narrator was God because of the warnings that were given of this other thing trying to trick you. This entirely blows my mind still, so great work. Love it

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  • Commented on July 8, 2013 at 6:40 pm

    How does this only have 3 stars?

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  • Commented on September 1, 2016 at 1:00 am

    There is many underlying tones and symbolism in this pasta! i love it. What I found was that “satan” who almost all of us assumed was speaking targets people who are lost in life, stuck at crossroads. He tempts us to fall for the relief of alcohol and drugs, etc aka the the house special in the pub. The bartender says that we had enough to drink, but we only felt that we drank one and the black horse symbolises the ride to suicidal thoughts or depression. God will in turn try to send “guards” or angels and family to notice you and help you get better, but satan wants you to ignore them. Satan wants you to commit suicide and if you do you will meet with god. Here he mocks the holy trinity by denying him three times, this may also be a parallel to the bible story of peter denying Jesus three times. I’m guessing in the end he says that you will have charisma, etc. but Satan is also known as a master of manipulation. His words in the story are all placed for you to think you are getting a good deal, but in reality you don’t know if you can trust him or not. Props to whoever wrote this.

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  • AA
    Commented on April 14, 2015 at 7:12 am

    This sounds like a lot of those Russian fairy tales I used to read as a kid! Some undertones of Christian mythology here though.

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  • Commented on December 4, 2013 at 5:00 am

    I loved this one. Any pasta that makes it to my stomach (bookmarks) deserves a good rating. Very good story my dear fellow.

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  • Commented on July 15, 2015 at 4:14 am

    Wow…….I really did enjoy this story

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  • Commented on December 5, 2013 at 3:30 pm

    Very good, it makes me consider my possibilities of life and death. 10/10

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  • Commented on October 24, 2015 at 3:44 pm

    I really hope this story isn’t responsible for any suicides, but its still really good.

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  • Commented on October 1, 2015 at 12:14 pm

    What I like about this is that it tells me that there is no catch but at the same time gives me the feeling that the narrator is just being deceptive.

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  • Commented on April 20, 2016 at 8:25 pm

    its the work of Lucifer!!! Lucifer himself!!! 10/10 ultraballs

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  • Commented on March 17, 2014 at 7:00 pm

    Oooh, how creepy! Fantastic ritual. I love how mystic it was written. 9/10.

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  • Commented on August 4, 2015 at 4:45 pm

    nice.

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  • Commented on September 26, 2015 at 12:57 am

    i pictured it in my head its really good

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  • Commented on February 17, 2016 at 8:03 pm

    Hmm…… Really good

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  • Commented on April 25, 2016 at 2:44 pm

    Why in the UK though??

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  • Commented on August 6, 2016 at 1:46 am

    I do believe this has to do with God and Satan.
    I was getting these vibes early on in the story.
    I’ve went to a Christian school all my life, so you could say I’m very well educated with the Bible and things related to it and so on.
    According to the Bible, and any Christian, suicide is a sin, and if a person commits suicide, they go straight to hell.
    I believe that the falling off the cliff is the person committing suicide, their reward being to wake up as one of Satan’s children.
    If this is the case I feel sorry for the poor stupid bastard who decided to go through with this.

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  • Commented on May 27, 2013 at 4:17 am

    thank you old friend. -sion-

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  • Commented on July 30, 2013 at 9:02 pm

    Excellent

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  • Commented on October 8, 2013 at 5:11 am

    Wow. Thats great. BEAUTIFUL

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  • Commented on August 24, 2015 at 11:02 pm

    this is … interesting

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  • Commented on May 4, 2016 at 2:31 pm

    Loved the story 10/10. I especially love how it never tells you who the narrator is but you just automatically know.

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  • Commented on May 9, 2016 at 3:50 pm

    I was tempted to try it until I read I had to ride a horse off a cliff. 🙂

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  • Commented on August 2, 2016 at 5:01 am

    Really enjoyed this one, very clever. Makes you think.

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  • Commented on September 20, 2016 at 4:29 am

    Makes it sound inviting. Almost. Great pasta even if I am commenting a couple years late.

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  • Commented on September 28, 2016 at 1:33 pm

    …… It’s ok. I think you should put a little more detail ( In a more creepy way, obviously) But overall it’s fine.

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  • Commented on July 7, 2013 at 4:54 pm

    I thought it was … ok. I took a fairly quick dislike to the narrator’s tone and voice. I guess that is a good thing though.

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  • Commented on March 3, 2016 at 2:05 am

    I felt like this story was rather predictable, and with a number of grammatical errors notable early on, I was left reading a “story” and less of a “creepypasta”. I found it an enjoyable and interesting story to say the least, what an approach, a voice to speak from, but as far as pastas go, I felt, um…zero creepiness…I’m not sure if that says more about me or the story…

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  • Commented on August 6, 2013 at 9:13 pm

    HOLY JUNGLE, IT WORKS!!!!!!!!! HOLY OH MY LORD IT’S REAL!!!! OH MY GOD! IT IS SO TERRIFYING!

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