Abandoned by Disney


Some of you may have heard that the Disney corporation is responsible for at least one real, “live” Ghost Town.

Disney built the “Treasure Island” resort in Baker’s Bay in the Bahamas. It didn’t START as a ghost town! Disney’s cruise ships would actually stop at the resort and leave tourists there to relax in luxury.

This is a FACT. Look it up.

Disney blew $30,000,000 on the place… yes, Thirty Million Dollars.

Then they abandoned it.

Disney blamed the shallow waters (too shallow for their ships to safely operate) and there was even blame cast on the workers, saying that since they were from the Bahamas, they were too lazy to work a regular schedule.

That’s where the factual nature of their story ends. It wasn’t because of sand, and it obviously wasn’t because “foreigners are lazy”. Both are convenient excuses.

No, I sincerely doubt those reasons were legitimate. Why don’t I buy the official story?

Because of Mowgli’s Palace.

Near the beachside city of Emerald Isle in North Carolina, Disney began construction of “Mowgli’s Palace” in the late 1990s. The concept was a Jungle-themed resort with a large, you guessed it, PALACE in the center of the whole thing.

If you’re unfamiliar with the character of Mowgli, then you might better remember the story “The Jungle Book”. If you haven’t seen it anywhere else, you’d know it as the Disney cartoon from decades past.

Mowgli is an abandoned child, in the jungle, essentially raised by animals and simultaneously threatened/pursued by other animals.

Mowgli’s Palace was a controversial undertaking from the start. Disney bought up a ton of high-priced land for the project, and there was actually a scandal surrounding some of the purchases. The local Government claimed “eminent domain” on people’s homes, then turned around and sold the properties to Disney. At one point a home that had just been constructed was immediately condemned with little to no explanation.

The land grabbed by the Government was supposedly for some fictional highway project. Knowing full well what was going on, people started calling it “Mickey Mouse Highway”.

Then there was the concept art. A group of stuffed shirts from Disney Co. actually held a city meeting. They intended to sell everyone on how lucrative this project was going to be for everyone. When they showed the concept art, this gigantic Indian Palace… surrounded by JUNGLE… staffed with men and women in loincloths and tribal gear… well, suffice to say everyone flipped their shit.

We’re talking about a large Indian Palace, Jungle, and Loincloths not only in the center of a relatively wealth area, but also a somewhat “xenophobic” area of the southern USA. It was a questionable mix at that point in history.

One member of the crowd tried to storm the stage, but he was quickly subdued by security after he managed to break one of the presentation boards over his knee.

Disney took that community and essentially broke it over its knee, as well. The houses were razed, the land was cleared, and there wasn’t a damned thing anyone could do or say about it. Local TV and Newspapers were against the resort at the beginning, but some insane connection between Disney’s media holdings and the local venues came into play and their opinions turned on a dime.

So anyway, Treasure Island, the Bahamas. Disney sunk those millions in and then split. The same thing happened with Mowgli’s Palace.

Construction was complete. Visitors actually stayed at the resort. The surrounding communities were flooded with traffic and the usual annoyances associated with an influx of lost and irate tourists.

Then it all just stopped.

Disney shut it down and nobody knew what the Hell to think. But they were pretty happy about it. Disney’s loss was pretty hilarious and wonderful to a large group of folks who didn’t want this in the first place.

I honestly didn’t give the place another thought since hearing it closed over a decade ago. I live maybe four hours from Emerald Isle, so really I only heard the rumblings and didn’t experience any of it first-hand.

Then I read this article from someone who had explored the Treasure Island resort and posted a whole blog about all the crazy shit he found there. Stuff just… left behind. Things smashed, defaced, probably ruined by the disgruntled former employees who had lost their jobs.

Hell, the locals from all around probably had a hand in wrecking that place. People there felt just as angry about Treasure Island as folks here did about Mowgli’s Palace.

Plus there were rumors that Disney had released their aquarium “stock” into the local waters when they closed… including sharks.

Who wouldn’t want to take a few swings at some merchandise after that?

Well, what I’m getting at is that this blog about Treasure Island got me thinking. Even though many years had passed since its closing, I figured it might be cool to do some “Urban Exploration” at Mowgli’s Palace. Take some photos, write about my experience, and probably see if there was anything I could take home as a memento.

I’m not going to say I wasted no time in getting there, because honestly it took me another year after I first found that Treasure Island article to get around to going up to Emerald Isle.

Over the course of that year, I did a lot of research on the Palace resort… or rather, I tried to.

Naturally, no official Disney site or resource made any mention of the place. That had been scrubbed clean.

Even odder, however, was that nobody before myself had apparently thought to blog about the place or even post a photo. None of the local TV or Newspaper sites had one word about the place, though that was to be expected since they had all swung Disney’s way. They wouldn’t be out there lauding their embarrassment, you know?

Recently, I learned that corporations can actually ask Google, for example, to remove links from search results… basically for no good reason. Looking back, it’s probably not that nobody spoke of the resort, but rather their words were made inaccessible.

So in the end I could barely find the place. All I had to go on was an old-as-hell map I’d received in the mail back in the 90s. It was a promotional item sent out to people who had recently been to Disney world, and I guess since I had been there in the late 80s, that was “recent”.

I didn’t really intend to hang onto it. It just got shoved in with my books and comics from my childhood. I’d only remembered it months into my research, and even then it took me another few weeks to locate the storage bin my parents had shoved it all into.

But I DID find it. Locals were no help, as most were transplants who had moved to the beach in recent years… or old residents who just sneered at me and made rude gestures the second I managed to say “Where would I find Mowgli’s—”

The drive took me through an inordinately long corridor of overgrowth. Tropical plants that had run rampant and overpopulated the area mixed with the native species of flora that actually BELONGED there and had tried to reclaim the land.

I was in awe when I reached the front gates of the resort. Tremendous, monolithic wooden gates whose supports to either side looked like they must’ve been cut from giant sequoias. The gate itself had been gouged in several places by woodpeckers and eaten away at the base by burrowing insects.

Hanging on the gate was a sheet of metal, some random scrap, with hand-painted letters scrawled in black. “ABANDONED BY DISNEY”. Clearly the handiwork of some past local or an employee who wanted to make some small protest.

The gates were open enough to walk through, but not drive, so grabbing my digital camera and the map, whose flip-side showed a layout of the resort, I set off on foot.

The inner grounds of the place were just as overgrown as the entryway. Palm tree stood untended and ragged among piles of their own coconuts. Banana plants similarly stood in their own stinking, bug-riddled refuse. There was this sort of clash between order and chaos, as carefully planted rows of perennial flowers mixed with obnoxious tall weeds and stinking, blackened mushrooms.

All that remained of any outdoor structures were broken, rotting wood and various charred bits of unidentifiable material. What was most likely an information booth or an outdoor bar was now simply a pile of assorted debris chopped up by past vandalism and ravaged by weather.

The most interesting thing on the grounds was a statue of Baloo, the friendly bear from the Jungle Book, which stood in a sort of courtyard in front of the main building. He was frozen in a jovial wave toward no one, staring into empty space with a silly, toothy grin as bird shit covered whole swaths of his “fur” and vines ensnared his platform.

I approached the main building – the PALACE – only to find the outside of the building covered in graffiti where the original paint hadn’t peeled and chipped away. The front doors weren’t just open, they had been taken off their hinges and were stolen.

Above the front doors, or the gaping maw where they had been, someone had once again painted “ABANDONED BY DISNEY”.

I wish I could tell you about all the awesome stuff I saw inside the Palace. Forgotten statues, abandoned cash registers, a full-fledged secret society of homeless bums… but no.

The inside of the building was so stark, so bare, that I actually think people had stolen the molding off the walls. Anything that was too big to steal… counters, desks, giant fake trees… they were all resting amid this empty echo chamber that amplified my every step like a slow rat-a-tat of a machine gun.

I checked the floorplan and headed to all the locations that might seem in any way interesting.

The kitchen was as you’d imagine… an industrial food prep area with all the appliances and space, no expenses spared. Every glass surface was broken, every door knocked off its hinges, every metal surface kicked and dented. The entire place smelled like very old piss.

The huge freezer, not even remotely cool now, had row upon row of empty shelf space. Hooks hung from the ceiling, probably for hanging cuts of meat, and as I stood inside for a moment, I noticed they were swinging.

Each hook swung in a random direction, but their movements were so slow and small that it was almost impossible to see. I figured it had been caused by my footsteps, so I stopped one from swinging by clutching it in my fist, then carefully letting go, but within seconds it started to swing once more.

The bathrooms were in much the same state as the rest of the place. Just like the Treasure Island resort, someone had methodically smashed each porcelain commode with coconuts and other implements. There was about a half inch of rancid, stinking stagnant water on the floor, so I didn’t stay there very long.

What’s odd is that the toilets and the sinks (and the bidets in the ladies’ room, yes I went there) all dripped, leaked, or just ran freely. It seemed to me that they should’ve shut the water off long, LONG ago.

There were plenty of rooms in the resort, but naturally I didn’t have time to look through them all. The few I did peer into were similarly wrecked, and I didn’t expect to find anything there. I thought there was actually a television or radio in one room, as I really think I heard a quiet conversation coming out.

Though it was like a whisper, probably my own breathing echoing in the silence, or just another case of the sound of flowing water playing tricks on the mind, this is what it sounded like…

1: “I didn’t believe it.”

2: (short, unknown reply)

1: “I didn’t know that. I didn’t know that.”

2: “Your father told you.”

1: (unknown reply, or possibly just weeping.)

I know, I know, that sounds ridiculous. I’m just telling you what I experienced, why I thought there might’ve been something running in that room – or worse, some vagrants who had holed up there and probably would’ve knifed me.

At the front doors of the Palace again, I figured I hadn’t found anything of note and had wasted the trip up.

As I looked out the door, I noticed something interesting in the courtyard that I had apparently missed. Something that would give me at least ONE thing to show for all my trouble, even if it was just a photograph.

There as a lifelike statue of a python, maybe eighty feet long, coiled up and “sunning” itself on a pedestal right in the center of the area. It was almost time for the sun to start setting, so the light fell onto the object in the PERFECT way for a photograph.

I approached the python and snapped a photo. Then I stood on my toes and snapped another. I moved closer again to get the detail of its face.

Slowly, casually, the python lifted its head, looked directly into my eyes, turned, and slithered off the pedestal, across the grass, and into the trees.

All eighty feet of it. Its head long disappeared into the woods before its tail even left the sunning spot.

Disney had released all their exotic animals onto the grounds. Right there on my floorplan map was the “Reptile House”. I should have known. I’d read about the sharks at Treasure Isle, and I should have KNOWN they’d done this.

I was dumbfounded, just utterly stupefied. My mouth must’ve been hanging open for the longest time before I came back down to Earth and snapped it shut. I blinked a few times and backed away from where the snake had been, back toward the Palace.

Even though it was totally gone, I still wasn’t taking any chances and backed my way into the building.

It took a few deep breaths and slaps to my own face to get myself right in the head again after that.

I looked for a place to sit down, as my legs were feeling a bit like jelly at this point. Of course, there WAS no place to sit down unless I wanted to recline in the broken glass and dead leaf carpet or haul myself up onto a desk of questionably reliability.

I had seen some stairs near the Palace’s lobby and decided to go have a seat there until I felt better.

The staircase was far enough away from the front of the building to be relatively clean, save for a startling accumulation of dust. I pulled a wedge of metal off the wall, once again painted with the “ABANDONED BY DISNEY” motto I’d become accustomed to. I placed the wedge on the stairs and sat on it to keep at least somewhat clean.

The stairway led downward, below ground level. Using my camera flash as a sort of improvised flashlight, I could see that the stair case ended in a metal mesh door with a padlock. A sign on the door… a REAL sign… read “MASCOTS ONLY! THANK YOU!”.

This perked up my spirits a little bit, for two reasons. One, a Mascots-Only area would have definitely had some interesting stuff back in the day… Two, the padlock was still in place. Nobody had gone down there. Not the vandals, not the looters, nobody.

This was the one place I could actually “explore” and perhaps find something interesting to photograph or wantonly steal. I had come to the Palace essentially agreeing with myself that it was okay to take anything I wanted because – hey – “abandoned”.

It didn’t take much to bust the lock. Well, actually that’s wrong. It didn’t take much to bust the metal plate on the wall that the padlock was hooked to. Time and decay had done most of the work for me, and I was able to bend the metal plate enough to pull the screws out of the wall – something nobody else had apparently thought of, or hadn’t been able to do at the time.

The Mascots-Only area was a startling and very welcomed change from the rest of the building I’d seen. For one, every second or third fluorescent light overhead was illuminated, even though they flickered and faded randomly. Also, nothing had been stolen or broken, even if age and exposure were definately taking their toll.

Tables had note pads and pens, there were clocks… even a punch-in clock on the wall complete with filled-out time cards. Chairs were scattered around and there was even a small break room with an old, static-filled television and long rotted-out food and drink on the counters.

It was like one of those post-apocalypse movies where everything is left in the state of evacuation.

As I walked the maze-like sub-basement hallways of the Mascots-Only area, the sights just became more and more interesting. As I went further, desks and tables were knocked over, papers scattered and almost melded with the damp floor, and a large carpet of mold was slowly overtaking the real rotting crimson floor-covering.

Everything was just sort of “squishy”. Anything wood disintegrated into mush when I applied even the least amount of force, and clothing items hanging on hooks in one of the rooms simply fell to moist threads if I tried to unhook them.

One thing that annoyed me was that the light was becoming more sparse and unreliable as I went further into the dank, suffocating depths of the place.

Eventually, I reached a black and yellow striped door with the words “CHARACTER PREP 1” stenciled on it.

The door wouldn’t open at first. I figured this was probably where the costumes were kept, and I definately wanted a photograph of that twisted, stinking mess. Try as I might, whatever angle or trick I tried, the door wouldn’t budge.

That is, until I gave up and started to walk away. That was when there was a slight popping sound and the door creaked open slowly.

Inside, the room was completely dark. Pitch black. I used the camera flash to look for a light switch in the wall buy the door, but there was nothing.

As I made my search, I was jarred out of my sense of excitement by a loud electrical buzz. Rows of lights overhead suddenly flashed to life, flickering and fading in and out like the rest I had passed.

It took a second for my eyes to adjust, and it seemed like the light was going to just keep getting brighter until all the bulbs exploded… but just when I thought it would reach that critical stage, the lights dimmed a bit and steadied.

The room was exactly as I had pictured it. Various Disney costumes hung on the walls, fully put together like strange cartoon cadavers hung from invisible nooses.

There was an entire rack of loincloths and “native” clothes on hangers toward the back.

What I found odd, and what I wanted to photograph right away, was a Mickey Mouse costume at the center of the room. Unlike the other costumes, it was lying on its back in the center of the floor like a murder victim. The fur on the costume was rotten and shedding, creating bare patches.

What was even odder, however, was the coloring of the costume. It was like a photo negative of the actual Mickey Mouse. Black where he should be white and white where he should be black. His normally red overalls were light blue.

The sight was off-putting enough that I actually put off photographing the thing until last.

I took a picture of the costumes hanging on the walls. Upward angles, downward angles, side shots to show an entire row of frozen, putrid cartoon faces, some with plastic eyes missing.

Then I decided to stage a shot. Just one of the bedraggled character heads on the slick, grimy floor.

I reached for the headpiece of a Donald Duck costume and carefully removed it so the thing wouldn’t fall apart in my hands.

As I looked into the face of the wide-eyed, moldering head, a loud clattering sound made me jump with fright.

I looked down at my feet, and there between my shoes was a human skull. It had fallen out of the mascot head and shattered into pieces at me feet; only the empty face and lower jaw remained, staring up at me.

I dropped the Duck head immediately, as you’d expect, and moved for the door. As I stood in the doorway, I looked back to the skull on the floor.

I had to take a picture of it, you know? I HAD to, for any number of reasons that may seem silly, but only if you don’t think it through.

I’d need proof of what happened, especially if Disney was going to somehow make this go away. I had no doubt in my mind, right from the start, that even if it was just gross negligence, Disney was RESPONSIBLE for this.
That’s when Mickey, that photo negative, opposite-Mickey in the middle of the floor, started to get up.

First sitting up, then climbing to its feet, the Mickey Mouse costume… or whoever was inside of it, stood there at the center of the room, its fake face just starting directly at me as I mumbled “No…” over and over and over…

With shaking hands, a violently thrashing heart, and legs that had once again turned to jelly, I managed to lift the camera and aim it at the opposite creature now quietly sizing me up.

The digital camera’s screen displayed only dead pixels in the shape of the thing. It was a perfect silhouette of the Mickey costume. As the camera moved in my unsteady hands, the dead pixels spread, marring the screen wherever Mickey’s outline moved to.

Then the camera died. Went blank and quiet and… broken.

I raised my eyes once again to the Mickey Mouse costume.

“Hey,” it said in a hushed, perverted, but perfectly executed Mickey Mouse voice, “Wanna see my head come off?”

It started to pull at its own head, working its clumsy, glove-clad fingers around its neck with clawing, impatient movements similar to a wounded man trying to pull himself free of a predator’s jaws…

As it worked its digits into its neck… so much blood…

So much thick, chunky, yellow blood…

I turned away as I heard a sickening tearing of cloth and flesh… only cared about getting away. Above the doorway out of this room, I saw the final message clawed into the metal with bone or fingernails…


I never got the pictures out of the camera. I never wrote the blog entry about it. After I ran from that place, fled for my sanity if not my very life, I knew why Disney didn’t want anyone to know about this place.

They didn’t want anyone like me getting in.

They didn’t want anything like that getting out.

Original Author: SlimeBeast

109 Comments on 'Abandoned by Disney'

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  • D
    Commented on May 21, 2013 at 3:06 pm

    The title fit the story great, the theme was pretty original, no cliches as far as I saw, very few spelling/grammatical errors, the story kept me hooked, and a great ending to tie it all together.

  • D
    Commented on May 22, 2013 at 2:52 pm

    Just a question, one I forgot to ask previously; what is with the random bit in the middle “3072reverse mickey
    ObliterationoftheSelfAdded by ObliterationoftheSelf”?

  • Commented on May 23, 2013 at 11:10 pm

    I like this pasta, it was very Delicious.

  • Commented on May 24, 2013 at 1:31 am

    Awesome. Only downside i thought was the running water and working electricity, found it too unbelievable, too soon. Very well written, cool theme, good, abrupt ending that leaves you wondering about the mystery. Really liked it!

  • Commented on June 13, 2013 at 4:41 am

    This is so deliciously freaky. I have to admit my heart started beating pretty fast, and my tummy was twisting into a knot. Love it.

  • Commented on June 21, 2013 at 3:24 am

    One of the better pastas I’ve read in a long time. Moments were very tense, but I feel the ending was a little rough and, well, cliche. It was very good up until that point.

  • Commented on July 2, 2013 at 12:35 am

    Yeek! Definitely creepy!

    Also…all the ads on it are Disney related, which kinda made me giggle a big. Ha!

  • Commented on July 2, 2013 at 1:16 pm

    The truth about disney is worse.

  • Commented on July 10, 2013 at 9:16 pm

    My childhood Ruined!! Oh God! Mickey!!

  • Commented on July 22, 2013 at 1:18 pm

    Definitely a twisted Creepy Pasta, Good Job!

  • Commented on August 6, 2013 at 8:54 pm

    Wow, Mickey ripping his own head off was fucking creepy! Great creepypasta, though.

  • Commented on September 18, 2013 at 8:29 pm

    Strange, Chilling. Especially if you look up the location on google earth. it’s just pixelized, can’t even go into street view. Creepy…

  • Commented on October 21, 2013 at 2:08 am

    I have read almost every pasta on this site and this is my personal favorite! So delicious!! Please write more. Thank you!

  • Commented on October 21, 2013 at 7:53 pm

    Loved it, especially the part where the discolored mickey rips his own head off.

  • Commented on December 18, 2013 at 5:56 am

    This was a jaw dropper I knew something was gonna happen but wasn’t expecting the skull to fall out of Donald’s mask, but Micky, let me just say wow… loved it…

  • Commented on December 20, 2013 at 8:50 pm

    Abandoned By disney? more like Abandoned by bad criticism

  • Commented on January 29, 2014 at 2:34 pm

    the “3072reverse mickey ObliterationoftheSelf Added by ObliterationoftheSelf” is actually an image included with the origional pasta. look it up. its a pretty cool depiction of the Photo-negative mickey described in the pasta.

  • Commented on April 17, 2014 at 7:50 pm

    Probably my favorite pasta. So tasty.

  • Commented on April 28, 2014 at 12:29 am

    This is definitely one of the best stories I’ve read on this site so far. The ending was a bit of a disappointment though. The beginning was long enough to build suspense, while still interesting enough to keep your attention. But at the ending I almost felt like the author ran out of time. I liked the skull in the donald hat, but I was expecting something more intimidating than just an evil zombie in a mickey costume. The “Abandoned by God” sign seemed a little corny to me and once Mickey starts ripping his head off, the story mostly just ends. I did like the “This is why Disney’s hiding it” part, but it was wrapped up almost immediately and was kind of disproportionate to the rest of the story. I did however, greatly appreciate the writing style and the lack of spelling and grammatical errors. The overall concept of the story was also very well thought out, barring a few unexplained inconsistencies (i.e. functioning utilities are never explained, and the fact that there’s not even a fence surrounding a compound they want to “hide from the world” is a little perplexing).

  • Commented on April 30, 2014 at 7:52 am

    Wow, I loved this pasta. God, I wasn’t expecting Mickey to get up and rip his own head off. And even more, I heard Mickey’s voice in my head on the part where he talked. Creepy. I didn’t need to sleep tonight anyways.

  • Commented on May 16, 2014 at 1:40 pm

    this was awsome just to say might want say though why yellow ive never heard of yellow blood and chunkey was it sick blood ???? alll in all i like it i had the whole feeling

  • Commented on June 3, 2014 at 9:23 am

    This is a good story ^-^

  • Commented on June 11, 2014 at 2:29 am

    I loved this story. Ruined my entires childhood but still amazing lol 5/5

  • Commented on June 19, 2014 at 9:27 pm

    This was awesome. Very good pasta. 10/10 would eat again. Also I’d like to say that the Ad on the side panel was an Ad for discount tickets to Disney Land…T__T….No thanks, I’ll pass

  • Commented on August 11, 2014 at 7:13 pm

    Now this is creative because the fact its Disney and there known for having happy stuff and what not also has been written very well with good description and the overall concept of sneaking into an abandoned amusement park just to find everything destroyed and the Mickey Mouse costume that rips off its head to reveal nasty blood and then the terrifying words ABANDONED BY GOD

  • Commented on November 2, 2014 at 2:14 pm

    the beginning was not exciting but really, really well written. In the end it was awesome! People need to create more creepy pastas like this.

  • Commented on November 11, 2014 at 2:01 pm

    Amazing! I love every part of it!

  • Commented on January 14, 2015 at 12:56 pm

    wanna see my headcome off? ew!

  • Commented on January 19, 2015 at 4:00 am

    Very good. I love creepy stuff like this.

  • Commented on January 22, 2015 at 1:25 am

    I ate this pasta right up!

  • Commented on February 7, 2015 at 4:18 am

    I can see why this pasta is so famous, I recall watching a video about this particular one but only caught the ending, now it makes perfect sense. A lovable icon turned into a creepy ghostly monster, beautiful story, well written, I am in love with the pacing. Ed whoever you are you wrote a masterpiece and make anyone who appreciates horror, smile.

  • Commented on February 18, 2015 at 2:05 am

    Damn this shit scared me I remember going to Disneyland and Mickey came to me and said come with me but I said no! I was young so you but never again am I going to Disneyland!

  • Commented on February 23, 2015 at 3:35 pm

    I hardly take the time to read long pastas but this one is awesome!

  • Commented on February 27, 2015 at 4:25 pm

    loved every part it’s awesome 10/10

  • Commented on March 4, 2015 at 1:05 pm

    This was an excellent creepypasta. 10/10 out of it. I even liked the part when he said “wanna see my head come off?”

  • Commented on March 4, 2015 at 3:03 pm

    It’s true about the Google earth. It blurs the area. Like there’s something to hide. And after the sick things Disney has done, god would have abandoned them.

  • Commented on March 5, 2015 at 11:16 am

    I hate to begin a comment with the hackneyed words: “I am not generous with my praise,” but it is true. What you, Ed, have written is an absolutely brilliant story. Your pasta is creative, original, and delicious in every way possible. If you are a young person, please consider becoming an author. If you are an adult, please consider changing your current profession because I believe that this is something you were born to do. The world needs more works of literature like this. I reiterate: I am not a very generous person with my praise, but you deserve every word of it. “Abandoned By Disney” is nothing short of excellent. 10/10

  • Commented on March 27, 2015 at 2:08 pm

    I loved this creepypasta and the best part is that the abandoned Disney park actually exists and is rumored to be haunted, acording to the locals.

  • Commented on April 14, 2015 at 4:02 pm

    I like this because it is one of the originals, but I don’t like the abandoned buy God part because the thing with the rotten face would escape and kill everyone without him.

  • Commented on May 15, 2015 at 3:53 pm

    This creepypasta has been my favorite ever since I read it over a year ago. I re-read it from time to time. It is just so good.

  • Commented on May 25, 2015 at 7:47 am

    10/10 would eat again.
    Also, I would like to point out that the ad on the side was for Disney’s Music Resort…
    Uh.. No thank you.. I think I’ll pass…

  • Commented on June 1, 2015 at 3:49 pm

    Perverted? I kinda want to go there and set it on fire, tho.

  • Commented on June 2, 2015 at 4:52 pm

    I remember my brother reading this to me last year and i couldn’t get it out of my mind i read a lot but this story is forever seared into my memory

  • Commented on June 9, 2015 at 3:54 pm

    Excellent pasta! One of the best I’ve read!

  • Commented on June 16, 2015 at 2:06 pm

    the one island was abandoned by disney because there was a bacteria in the water

  • Commented on June 18, 2015 at 4:55 am

    That was a good pasta! I saw another like it, but with much less detail than this. It provided all the necessary details to understand it without overloading the reader. 10/10 breads, well done!

  • Commented on June 19, 2015 at 4:11 pm

    I love this read! Not only for the great writing and the factual based story. But also for the fact that when I visited the disney world in Florida as a young child I had a weird experience with a dream I had the night we reached the park resort and hotel.

  • Commented on June 25, 2015 at 8:29 pm

    One of the most iconic CreepyPasta’s and well deserving that title, Amazing just awesome.
    9.5/10 – Fantastic

  • Commented on July 1, 2015 at 11:32 am

    I’m not one to review a creepypasta considering the ones I made are pretty much shit, but if I had to say I’d give it ten nutter butters outta ten!

  • Commented on July 10, 2015 at 8:39 pm

    WHY DID I READ THIS?!!!! I have been having trubble sleeping for a week and have barely sleept at all i dont think i will be sleeping any time soon now thanks a lot!!!!!! Very good creepypasta though one of my new favorites for sure

  • Commented on August 4, 2015 at 10:12 pm

    this is number 6 of my best stories from creepypastsa

  • Commented on August 5, 2015 at 6:05 am

    That was a great pasta

  • joel sandoval
    Commented on August 6, 2015 at 1:52 am

    yea iv been drawn to this and would love to know where I could find this place

  • Commented on August 12, 2015 at 4:05 am

    I have always enjoyed this. It is what happens when the Happiest Place on Earth finally has a bad day.

  • Commented on August 28, 2015 at 2:17 am

    This pasta scares me but I love it so much.

  • Commented on September 4, 2015 at 8:31 pm

    for all has been abandoned, entropy increases, things fall apart, and all must eventually turn to dust, to horror, to rot and to blood, for all is lost.

  • Commented on September 15, 2015 at 10:59 am

    I think all the information about disney in the beginning was a waist of time because i just bored me but i give you so much credit for coming out and sharing this with us, amazing pasta~

  • Commented on September 16, 2015 at 3:22 am

    I love this story so much. I think it’s almost like a crazy conspiracy, and somewhere deep down I wanted to believe that it was so real. Perfectly executed story.

  • rory
    Commented on September 30, 2015 at 11:04 pm

    this is the scariest one i read so far and when the main character went in the room my imagination gave me a vision of the costumes filled with dead bodies and then the skull and i was like omg am i an oracle or what but then Micky came to life and tore his head off so going to have nightmares tonight if i can fall asleep supper creepy 10/10 lots seem to agree with my assessment of the 10/10 you need to write more creepy pastas this one is delicious

  • Commented on October 4, 2015 at 5:15 pm

    loved it

  • Commented on October 27, 2015 at 3:38 pm


  • Commented on November 14, 2015 at 5:32 pm

    Neat… just neat.

  • Commented on December 27, 2015 at 10:09 pm

    I just saw the pic of Photo-Negative Mickey. The shot was so perfect it’s scary. The link is 3072reverse mickey ObliterationoftheSelf Added by ObliterationoftheSelf if you want to see for yourself.

  • Commented on January 24, 2016 at 8:24 pm

    Very good creepypasta!

  • Commented on January 25, 2016 at 3:54 am

    Pretty good build up, but the ending writing left something to be desired.

  • Commented on January 31, 2016 at 1:34 am

    To be honest this creepypasta was the very first one I listened to. This story inspired me to listen to creepypastas on my Youtube account. I have to admit this story is dark.

  • Commented on February 19, 2016 at 1:48 am

    I really love this story (it terrified me the first 3 times I listened to it and I can’t listen to ‘It’s a Small World After All’ without shuddering anymore) and I’d like to turn it into a serious prose for speech team, what do you think I should do about the author though?

  • Commented on February 19, 2016 at 5:06 pm

    WOW This is a Great pasta and i rate a 100/100 Bravo my dear sir.

  • Commented on February 19, 2016 at 6:41 pm

    Yummy pasta!! Great creep factor! A bit of a long read, therr was a bit of a drag in the details at the beginning, it picked up though and the ending was definitely worth it though.

  • Commented on February 29, 2016 at 3:35 pm

    Wow Googleplex/Ten aka (googleplex is the digest number the word) look it up it very big!

  • Commented on March 11, 2016 at 6:38 pm

    Great creepypasta, loved. Definitely the best one i’ve read in a long time. 6/5

  • Commented on April 27, 2016 at 5:54 pm

    You know, there’s those creepy pasta stories that make you think, “This could be real” And then there’s these ones. Where they are to ridiculous to believe, but still good enough to read and get scared. I hadn’t even heard of this until I found it myself, which is a bit disappointing, and kind of pisses me off because it’s so good. But the whole part about mickey ripping his head off, instead of attacking you is way unreal, you shouldn’t have made it out of there alive if it was in there for so long, it would have killed you and tried to escape. Disappointed.

  • Camppie the creeper
    Commented on May 25, 2016 at 3:59 pm

    Five nights at treasure Island (abandoned by Disney).

  • Deefus
    Commented on June 3, 2016 at 12:56 am

    I’m not going back there.

  • Commented on August 13, 2016 at 6:39 am

    See, ever since I was a kid, I knew there was something wrong about Disney! lol.
    But, seriously, though, this pasta just now became one of my favorites.

  • Akira Arimi Kyoudai
    Commented on September 15, 2016 at 1:38 pm

  • Commented on September 16, 2016 at 4:03 pm

    I LOVE this story, It seems kinda real but slight fictional. I actually came up for a theory that the person who was witnessing all of this had mental problems and were seeing thing when they visited the island due to paranoia. But I truly love this story. 9/10 -Would TOTALLY read again.
    P.S: Wanna see my head come off?

  • Commented on October 15, 2016 at 4:36 pm

    wtf o ma days DX

  • Commented on December 18, 2016 at 4:56 pm

    this was really awesome….. though d end was disappointing

  • Commented on January 6, 2017 at 1:33 pm

    I heard that “Treasure Island” resort was abandoned because they found a, well not exactly but in a lack of a better term, bacteria that causes damage to the brain. The story actually reminds me of 2 or 3 more Disney creepypastas. 10/10

  • Commented on January 12, 2017 at 5:42 am

    One of the best creepypastas ever.

  • Commented on January 28, 2017 at 9:09 pm

    Tasty read! Very believable and attention grabbing from start to finish!

  • Commented on February 21, 2017 at 6:27 am

    A true creepypasta classic. Lives up to all the praise. 10/10

  • Commented on April 4, 2017 at 8:05 pm

    Five Nights at Mickey’s.

  • Commented on April 22, 2017 at 3:02 pm

    this was actually kind of cool. i’ve heard of stories like this, especially this one in particular. I have always had a fascination for stories like these.

  • Commented on May 11, 2017 at 12:26 am

    This story is probably one of the creepiest stories I’ve read. I love it, it always gives me chills. Mickey’s head though..

  • Commented on May 16, 2017 at 1:24 am

    This was a bad idea to read before I go to Disneyland!!!!! I’m never gonna accept a friends dare again!!!!!

  • Commented on May 21, 2017 at 10:07 pm


  • Commented on June 2, 2017 at 2:28 am

    I wish the whole story was really true.
    Well done.

  • Commented on July 6, 2017 at 6:55 pm

    I think I changed my mind about going to Disney. The description of Mickey’s head coming off was just revolting. Nice work 10/10

  • Commented on October 7, 2017 at 8:40 pm


  • Commented on October 25, 2017 at 3:56 pm

    oh my gosh… i loved this story so much..
    it was soo creepy and i could imagine the whole thing..
    echh the yellow chunky blood.. like can you not?! i can see every bit..

  • rJustin8752
    Commented on November 28, 2017 at 6:05 pm

    Hey wanna see my ass come off?

  • Commented on November 28, 2017 at 7:32 pm

    Add my skype: better.eat.that.candy@gmail.com

  • Commented on December 25, 2017 at 7:47 pm

    Makes you rethink that trip to Disney land that got you so hyped up as a kid huh…

  • Commented on January 14, 2018 at 11:42 pm

    Very Spooky and Didn’t know it was a real place. Cause we looked it up for real. Anyway, Very spooky! The ending gave us the chills! Perfect! We see why this was a favorite! 🙂

  • .
    Commented on February 10, 2018 at 2:20 am

    I LOVED IT ABSOLUTELY EPIIIICCCCC!!! Told all my friends to read it we LOVE it!!!

  • Commented on March 2, 2018 at 2:51 pm

    Omg this was soooooooooo good love it! So Mickey is inverted I’m guessing?

  • ._. .-.
    Commented on October 17, 2018 at 4:30 pm

    Welp, goodbye sleep. Also, nice story, although there could have been a bit more detail, it’s still better than my writing. XD.

  • ._. .-.
    Commented on October 17, 2018 at 4:39 pm

    Welp, goodbye sleep. Also, nice story, although there could have been a bit more detail, it’s still better than my writing. X-X.

  • LunLun
    Commented on April 2, 2019 at 4:42 am

    Can i just say
    To the max level

  • JustTheFacts
    Commented on February 17, 2020 at 10:23 pm

    Just to clarify, absolutely none of this story is true. Despite the “sequel” story and the amount of times the writer tries to make you believe, none of the events that took place in this story could have happened as he makes it up to be. First, Disney wouldn’t, nor could they, wipe an entire “30 MILLION DOLLAR” project from history. It’s not possible. Yes, you can pay google to PROMOTE your page through ads, but unless there’s a website that infringes on copyrights or trademarks, it’s not possible to have something taken down. Second, Disney wouldn’t, couldn’t, and never has released wild animals into the wild of any of their park locations. Especially because then, IF this had happened, you would certainly still see news articles and protestors bringing this action up. Never happened. Finally, the “mascots only” room is a dead sign that this is a completely fictitious story. Anyone who could do simple research would know that Disney would never use the term “mascot” when describing a costumed employee, and would never even say “employees only.” They will always use the term, “Castmembers Only.” So, completely false. Disney isn’t a cult. I agree, it’s fun to look at a made-up dark side of our childhood, but going about it by pretending or lying that it’s real isn’t. You can have fun, but don’t spread misinformation.

  • Jaimee
    Commented on January 25, 2021 at 5:03 pm

    I have seen the abandoned treasure island and I have creepy
    pictures of it.

  • Jaimee
    Commented on January 25, 2021 at 5:05 pm

    I have seen the abandoned treasure island and I have pictures of it

  • Jeff_the_Killer_Fan26
    Commented on September 17, 2021 at 12:05 am

    omg! i’ve been looking for this story for forever. i’m a big fan of inverted mickey art (i ship him with jeff x3) and i wanted to find the source. i know i’m late xD but thank you for writing this. 犬がしていること!!!!! (translation: thank you!)

  • nnc
    Commented on January 17, 2022 at 3:30 pm

    A very cool creepy pasta.

  • Baltic
    Commented on February 28, 2022 at 4:31 pm

    great pasta!

  • Gengar94
    Commented on January 26, 2023 at 10:02 am

    hits WAY harder after playing the treasure island game

  • fierece hog
    Commented on March 6, 2023 at 2:58 pm

    i would like some figgy pudding Please

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