Laughing Jack


It was a nice summer day, my 5-year-old son James was playing outside in the backyard of our suburban home. James has always been a quiet boy, he plays by himself mostly, he never had many friends, but he has always had a wild imagination. I was in the kitchen feeding our dog Fido, when I heard what sounded like James talking to someone in the backyard. I’m not sure who it was he could be talking to, could he have finally made a friend? Being a single mom it’s hard for me to always keep an eye on my son, so I decided to go outside and check on him.

When I went into the backyard I was a bit confused, because James was the only person back there. Was he talking to himself? I could have sworn I heard another voice. “James! It’s time to come inside.” I called out to him. He came inside and sat down at the kitchen table, it was about lunchtime so I decided to make him a turkey sandwich. “James. Who were you talking to out there?” I asked. James looked up for a moment, “I was playing with my new friend,” he said smiling. I poured him some milk and continued to pry, as any good mother would. “Does your friend have a name? Why didn’t you ask him to have lunch with us?” I asked. James stared at me for a moment before replying, “His name is Laughing Jack.” I was a bit taken back by what he had said. “Oh? That’s a strange name. What does your friend look like?” I asked a bit confused. “He’s a clown. He has long hair and a big swirly cone nose. He’s got long arms and baggy pants, with stripy socks, and he always smiles.” I realized my son was talking about an imaginary friend. I suppose it is normal for kids his age to have imaginary friends, especially when he has no real kids to play with. It’s probably just a phase.

The rest of the day went by as per usual, and it was starting to get late so I put James to bed. I tucked him in, gave him a kiss, and made sure to turn on his nightlight before I closed the door. I was pretty tired myself so I decided to go to bed not long after. I had an awful nightmare…

It was dark. I was in some kind of rundown amusement park. I was scared, running through an endless field of empty tents, broken down rides, and abandoned game huts. The whole place had a horrible look to it. Everything was black and white, the prize stuffed animals all hung from nooses in the game huts, all with sick grins stitched on their faces. It felt like the whole park was looking at me, even though there wasn’t another living thing in sight. Then suddenly, I began to hear music play. The sounds of Pop Goes the Weasel being played on a squeezebox echoed through the park, it was hypnotizing. I followed its tune to the circus tent almost in a trance, unable to stop my legs from moving forward. It was pitch black, the only light came from a single spotlight shining on the center of the big top. As I walked toward the light the music slowed down, I found myself singing along unable to stop.

“All around the mulberry bush

The monkey chased the weasel

The monkey though twas all in fun…”

The music stopped right before its climax, and suddenly the lights shot on. The intensity of the lights was practically blinding, all I could see was a small dark silhouette shuffle towards me. Then another one appeared, and another, and another. There were dozens of them, all coming toward me. I couldn’t move, my legs were frozen, all I could do was watch as the haunting figures drew nearer. As they got closer I could see… THEY WERE CHILDREN! As I looked at each one I noticed they were all horribly disfigured and mutilated. Some had cuts all over their body, others were severely burnt, and others were missing limbs, even eyes! The children enveloped me, clawing at my flesh, dragging me to the ground, and tearing inside me. As the children tore me apart and I faded away, all I could hear was laughter, horrible, awful, evil, laughter.

I woke up the next morning in a cold sweat. After taking a few deep breaths I looked over and saw that a few of James’ action figures were positioned facing me on top of my nightstand. I sighed, James had probably woken up early and put these here. I gathered up the toys and made my way to James’ room, however when I opened the door James was sound asleep. I just shrugged and placed the toys back into his toy box, and headed out to the living room. A little while later James woke up and I made him his breakfast. He was quiet and seemed a bit groggy, perhaps he didn’t sleep well either. I decided to ask him about the toys, “James honey, did you put the toys in mommy’s room this morning?” His eyes shot up at me for a moment then quickly glanced back down at his cereal. “Laughing Jack did it.” I rolled my eyes and responded, “Well you tell ‘Laughing Jack’ to keep the toys in your room.” James nodded and finished up his breakfast, then decided to go play out in the back yard.

I went to relax in the living room and I must have dozed off, because I woke up a couple hours later. “Shit! I need to check on James.” I was a bit worried, it had been over 2 hours and I haven’t checked on him. I went stepped out into the backyard, but James wasn’t there anymore. I was getting nervous so I called out to him, “JAMES! JAMES WHERE ARE YOU?!” Just then I heard a giggle come from the front yard. I rushed through the gate around to the front of the house. James was sitting on the sidewalk. I breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to him, “James how many times have I told you to stay in the backya… James, what are you eating?” James looked up at me then reached into his pocket and pulled out a hand full of hard candies in all colors. This made me very nervous, “James, who gave you that candy?” James just stared at me not speaking. “JAMES! Please, tell mommy where you got that candy.” James hung his head down and said “Laughing Jack gave it to me.” My heart sunk, I kneeled down to look him in the eye, “ James I’ve had had enough of this damn Laughing Jack thing, HE IS NOT REAL! Now this is a very serious situation and I need to know who gave you the candy!” I could see my son’s eyes tear up, “But mama, Laughing Jack DID give me the candy.” I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, James has never lied to me but what he’s telling me is impossible. I make him spit out the candy and I throw the rest away, James appears to be fine. Maybe I’m just overreacting after all he could have gotten it from Tom and Linda from next door, or Mr. Walker down the street. Either way I’m going to have to keep a closer eye on James. That night I put James to bed as usual, and decided to go to bed early myself.

Suddenly I was woken up by a loud bang coming from the kitchen. I sprung out of bed and hurried down the stairs. When I got to the kitchen I was horrified. Every thing on the counters had been thrown on the floor, and our dog Fido hung dead from the light fixture. His stomach was cut open and stuffed with candy, the same type that James was eating earlier that day. My shock was quickly broken by a sharp scream coming from James’ room followed by loud crashes. I quickly grabbed a knife from the drawer and moved up the stairs with the speed that only a mother whose child is in danger could have. I burst through the door and flicked on the lights. Everything in the room was knocked over and tossed on the floor, my poor son in his bed crying and shaking with fear, a pool of urine staining the sheets. I scooped my child up and ran out of the house and went next door to Tom and Linda’s house, Luckily they were still awake. They let me use their phone and I called the police. It didn’t take them long to arrive, and I explained what had happened, they looked at me as if I were crazy. They searched the house, but all they found was a dead dog and 2 trashed rooms. The officer told me that someone had probably gotten into the house and done this right before making a quick escape when they heard me coming up the stairs. I knew it wasn’t true. All the doors were locked and none of the windows were open, whatever was in my house didn’t come from outside.

The next day James stayed inside, I didn’t want him to leave my sight. I went into the garage and found his old baby monitor and set it up in his room, if anything comes into his room tonight, I was going to be able to hear it. I went to the kitchen and grabbed the largest knife from the drawer and put it on my nightstand. Imaginary friend or not, I’m not letting anything hurt my little boy.

Soon enough night came. I put James to bed, he was afraid, but I promised him that I wasn’t going to let anything happen to him. I tucked him in, gave him a kiss, and turned on the nightlight. Before closing the door I whispered to him “Goodnight James, I love you.”

I tried to stay up as long as I could, but after a few hours I felt myself drifting off. My baby would be safe for the night and I needed to sleep. Just as I lay my head on the pillow I heard a soft noise come form the baby monitor I had put on my nightstand. At first it sounded like interference, like the kind a radio would make. Then it turned into a soft moan. Was James asleep? Then I heard it, the laugh from my nightmare, that horrible laugh. I sprung up from bed and grabbed the knife from under my pillow. I rushed over to James’ room and creaked the door open. I tried the light switch but it wouldn’t come on. I took a step in and I could feel the warm thick liquid on my feet. Suddenly James’ nightlight came on and I could see the absolute horror laid out in front of me.

James’ body was nailed up on the wall, the nails piercing through his hands and feet. His chest was cut wide open and his organs hung down to the floor. His eyes and tongue had been removed along with most of his teeth. I was disgusted, I could hardly believe this was my baby boy. Then I heard it again, the soft desperate moan. JAMES WAS STILL ALIVE! My baby, my poor baby, in so much pain barely clinging to life. I ran across the room and vomited on the floor, but my sickness was interrupted by a horrible cackle coming from behind me. I spun around while still wiping bile from my mouth, then out of the shadows emerged the fiend responsible for all this horror, Laughing Jack. His ghost white skin and matted black hair hung down to his shoulders. He had piercing white eyes surrounded by dark black rings. His twisted smile revealed a row of sharp jagged teeth, and his skin didn’t look like skin at all, it almost looked like rubber or plastic. He wore a patchy, black and white clown outfit with striped sleeved and socks. His body itself was grotesque, his long arms hanging down past his waist and the way he was poised made him look almost boneless, like a ragdoll. He let out a sickening laugh as if to let me know he was pleased with my reaction to his ‘work’. He then turned around slowly in front of James and began to laugh even more at the horrific sight he has laid out. That was enough to shake me from my terror, I snapped, “GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU BASTARD!” I rushed at the monster raising the knife above my head, and stabbed down at him, but as soon as the knife touched him he disappeared in a cloud of black smoke. The knife passed right through and pierced James’ still beating heart, splashing the warm blood on my face….

No… what have I done? My baby, I killed my baby! I immediately fell to my knees, and I could hear sirens in the distance growing louder… My boy, my sweet baby boy… I promised mommy would protect you… But I failed… I’m sorry James… I’m so sorry…

Police soon arrived to find me in front of my son, still wielding the knife covered in my baby’s blood. The trial was short, insanity. I was placed in the Phiropoulos House for the Criminally Insane, where I have been for the past 2 months. Its not so bad here, the only reason I’m awake now is because someone is playing Pop Goes the Weasel outside my window… I’ll talk to the orderlies about it in the morning…

Original Author: SnuffBomb

154 Comments on 'Laughing Jack'

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  • Casper
    Commented on January 21, 2015 at 4:40 pm


  • Commented on January 21, 2015 at 6:36 pm

    I enjoyed it.

  • Commented on January 23, 2015 at 2:08 am

    That was great! Always did love clowns. ; )

  • Commented on January 23, 2015 at 2:43 am

    I’m personally not a fan. Too much gore for the sake of gore as well.

  • Commented on January 23, 2015 at 5:03 pm

    I can’t say the ending wasn’t sick but then again i can’t say i didn’t enjoy it

  • Commented on January 23, 2015 at 8:05 pm


  • Commented on January 23, 2015 at 8:15 pm

    love laughing jack

  • The Soul Collector
    Commented on January 23, 2015 at 11:56 pm

    LOVED IT 10 OUT OF 10!

  • PinkCrow
    Commented on January 26, 2015 at 11:26 am

    Definitely on my list of favourites

  • Commented on January 26, 2015 at 7:53 pm


  • Commented on January 27, 2015 at 4:05 pm

    What the F**K!!!!!!!!!! Why kill the dog WHYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!! And Why the kid why not a husband. not a favorite but it was a edge of ur seat kind of story. 1\10

  • Commented on January 27, 2015 at 11:38 pm

    11 out of 10

  • Commented on January 31, 2015 at 5:41 pm

    This story was amazing! I loved it. I had no idea what was going to happen next. The clown thing made it so much better since I’m scared of clowns. Great job!!! 13/10

  • Dystanee
    Commented on February 9, 2015 at 6:11 pm

    That was so grotesque, but oddly amazing

  • Darien
    Commented on February 10, 2015 at 3:01 pm

    ???????????? ok slender your comment is weak

  • Commented on February 10, 2015 at 5:37 pm

    MY FAVE PASTA 20/10 !!

  • Commented on February 15, 2015 at 10:07 pm

    love laughing jack! ITS OVER 9000

  • Commented on February 21, 2015 at 1:38 am

    Absolutely amazing! 100 out of 10! *applause*

  • Commented on February 23, 2015 at 11:37 pm

    Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh mmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyygggggooooooooooooodddddddd

  • Axel
    Commented on February 26, 2015 at 6:25 pm

    I Need To Change My Pants and shirt ther soaked with blood and guts right now and not to ention that My Little Pony Poster On UR Wall I see through it And well lets just say you put a bli[p on my radar for this story very good me no wait YOU better check ur window and back door because I AM COMING FOR YOU time to go mental HOOOHAHAHAHAHAH HOHAHOHA HEHEHEHEH hope you like pointy objects heheheh and a metal table with straps usa are on mesas list because its yor time

  • bewbs have eyes
    Commented on February 26, 2015 at 6:29 pm

    Meh stories good Add more Bewbs and youll have a masterpiece

  • Commented on March 1, 2015 at 2:41 pm

    laughing jack sounds like the kind of person I am……… in the morning without no coffee or shows to watch…. also the kind of person who dislikes people enough to mutilate them……. even tho I have never mutilated or murdered anyone that I know even tho I would like to…… I absolutely love blood

  • Commented on March 3, 2015 at 7:05 am

    As far as charaterpasta goes its good. I like to read the pastas in the original format.

  • Commented on March 10, 2015 at 4:46 pm

    amazing!!! my first creepy pasta!!! YAY!

  • Meisha
    Commented on March 12, 2015 at 4:33 pm

    1 out 10 because I read this already from someone else but i do like it

  • Commented on March 13, 2015 at 4:00 pm

    Has any seen the movie (it) i pictured The clown from that movie in this story

  • Commented on March 19, 2015 at 2:43 pm

    Old but Gold!

  • picklefoot1
    Commented on March 22, 2015 at 4:18 pm


  • laughing_jack
    Commented on March 30, 2015 at 4:48 pm


  • Mim
    Commented on April 9, 2015 at 10:35 am

    amazing pasta BUT IM SCARED OF CLOWNS THNX A LOT!!!

    I’ve just submitted a pasta, I hope it gets accepted! it’s called In the Mirror- the story of Ludovic Caesar and it’s huge.

  • Commented on April 29, 2015 at 2:51 pm

    this is why i dont like clowns

  • Mim
    Commented on April 29, 2015 at 5:39 pm

    @Axel, you are one messed up cookie. don’t worry, I am psychopathic too.

    quick favour too all pls click my name & read my 4 pending pastas would appreciate it.

  • Commented on May 6, 2015 at 5:41 pm

    Oh my fucking god ;-; the feels are amazing! <3

  • Commented on May 10, 2015 at 7:46 pm

    Sleep is for the weak.

  • Commented on May 14, 2015 at 3:39 pm

    Lol hatw clowns now but awsome

  • Commented on May 19, 2015 at 2:28 pm

    I thought it was good except for the ending. I hate that the mom got blamed for her sons murder, but i guess thats how it works. :/

  • jesson burrous
    Commented on May 21, 2015 at 3:57 pm

    Aint that a bitch the mom just went to an insane asylum AND her dog died. must suck

  • Commented on May 21, 2015 at 4:19 pm

    well aint that a bitchsome mom she was, even killed her own son. I wonder if she killed the dog too

  • Commented on May 31, 2015 at 3:54 am

    I will have to say Laughing Jack is handsomely scary.. but too many people like him already. Lol. I do like him but crush.

  • Commented on June 10, 2015 at 1:56 pm

    this is the very first creepypasta i read and it was great

  • Commented on July 12, 2015 at 8:32 pm

    One of my favorite creepypasta now! Loved it! 10/10!

  • Commented on July 25, 2015 at 9:46 pm

    I love it 100 out of 10!

  • Commented on August 10, 2015 at 8:34 pm

    100 out of 10

  • Commented on August 12, 2015 at 10:20 am

    i like reading about laughing jack

  • Commented on September 26, 2015 at 4:52 pm

    This is so good:) One of my favorite Pasta’s:)

  • Commented on October 9, 2015 at 10:21 pm

    I never liked clowns anyway. They are way too happy for my taste, but I still love this story.

  • Commented on October 12, 2015 at 11:16 am

    So cool.

  • Commented on November 5, 2015 at 1:09 am

    One of the best Creepypastas of all freaking time! This is what I consider to be one of the classic Pastas. But, hey. The classics are classic for a reason, right? You know, it’s funny… but I kinda want to play with Laughing Jack.

  • Slayer
    Commented on November 12, 2015 at 8:03 pm

    I’m a newborn pasta reader and that WAS AWESOME

  • Slayer
    Commented on November 12, 2015 at 8:04 pm

    i wannna see laughing Jack he sounds Awsome!

  • Commented on November 13, 2015 at 7:11 pm


  • Hi Im Harley Quinn
    Commented on December 7, 2015 at 9:07 pm

    Hery Stupid…..

  • Commented on December 8, 2015 at 8:00 am

    My favourite creepypasta beside Rake

  • Commented on December 9, 2015 at 7:09 pm

    FUCKING AMAZING AND SO DETAILED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • Commented on December 12, 2015 at 11:18 pm

    Nice I love the twist that she actually killed her own son.

  • Commented on December 14, 2015 at 7:14 pm

    Always loved creepy killer clowns LJ is my favorite

  • Slenderman
    Commented on December 22, 2015 at 12:17 am

    And this is why I love clowns.

  • Commented on January 4, 2016 at 3:43 pm

    Laughing Jack has always been my favorite creepypasta character!

  • L.D.50
    Commented on January 12, 2016 at 4:34 pm

    this has been totally ripped off the babadook…except from the ending

  • ItzWolfie
    Commented on January 22, 2016 at 10:17 pm

    Why didn’t she let her son sleep with her?! That might have saved him! And I feel bad for da dog

  • Jeffthefishgonewildxxx
    Commented on February 8, 2016 at 10:28 am

    Wow, just wow. One of the worst stories I have ever read in my life. 1.5/10

  • ShadowDragon666
    Commented on February 15, 2016 at 1:22 am

    I’m not shaken by gore or even cringe from movies, but this is AMAZING! still didn’t get shaken, I live for this stuff. I almost DIED laughing when she KILLED HER OWN SON! I love laughing jack, truelly a favorite

  • mahessh
    Commented on February 16, 2016 at 2:39 pm

    it a fine and intrestin g story

  • Commented on February 18, 2016 at 10:57 am

    Its simple in an amazing way .. and i loved the clown idea .. great job

  • Commented on February 20, 2016 at 9:50 am

    AWESOME~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( ✪ ▽ ✪ ) This is so freakin awesome……

  • Commented on February 24, 2016 at 5:01 am

    Amazing work 10/10

  • Commented on March 3, 2016 at 4:19 am

    This is absolutely atrocious, and I want to say “to each his/her own”, but if you liked this story than I am willing to guess you’re either truly disgusting or one hell of an idiot. Hell, maybe you’re both. Let’s make this clear…Blood for the sake of blood is not scary, and the use of over the top, unnecessary violence on a small child is not only uncalled for but also EXTREMELY distasteful, sickening, and stupid. The grammar and logic of this story make no sense as well. Why the hell would she write, “No… what have I done? My baby, I killed my baby!” WHEN SHE’S TELLING US THE STORY FROM A MENTAL HOSPITAL!? She did not JUST kill him, it makes NO SENSE for her to right that down. It makes no sense, the dog dies just to die, the dog’s freaking name is FIDO, and this is actually painful to read. How anyone above can possibly reward this story with an entirely unearned 10/10 is bollocks. But hey, I get it, when you’re too stupid to realize the story is garbage a scary picture is enough to make your suck the dick of just about any story out there isn’t it? *COUGH*LaughingJackJefftheKillerClockworkTicciTobiEyelessJack*COUGH*.
    Garbage, 2/10 if only because I have to pick at least 1 star.

  • Commented on March 22, 2016 at 9:04 pm

    i loved this creepypasta….it was really good…

  • ClockWork
    Commented on March 28, 2016 at 2:43 am

    Whoa amazing I probably should not have read this at night in a dark room that I think is cursed

  • ClockWork⚔
    Commented on March 28, 2016 at 2:54 am

    Scary probably should not have read this at night in a dark room alone

  • Commented on March 28, 2016 at 6:59 pm

    I had something happen similer like that. Read dawn of the Clown.

  • Commented on April 12, 2016 at 1:12 pm

    One of my most favorite reads on this site. Love the nitty gritty details and especially love the creativity behind it

  • Commented on May 5, 2016 at 12:10 pm

    This was really creepy. Congrats. 15/10. The dog part is really sad. I have three dogs. NEVER letting them out of my sight again!

  • anoynmous
    Commented on May 7, 2016 at 6:16 pm

    i loved it! though i spotted one teeny mistake ” I went to the kitchen and grabbed the largest knife from the drawer and put it on my nightstand.” I sprung up from bed and grabbed the knife from under my pillow.” just a little reminder….. but why the dogggg!? wwhhhhhy!?

  • Commented on May 8, 2016 at 5:20 am

    Best story ever. Not only does it perfectly capture Laughing Jack’s personality, but it shows just how cruel he is.

  • Scarabee Smart
    Commented on May 14, 2016 at 3:06 am

    It’s somewhere between terrible and good. I don’t like it and took the piss out of it. *Shameless plug for my terrible video, and raises hate shield*
    – Scarabee Smart

  • Rette
    Commented on May 31, 2016 at 2:02 pm

    The hairs on the back of my neck are standing up now. O.o When ever I hear pop goes the weasel now I’m on edge.

  • ?101
    Commented on June 9, 2016 at 6:49 pm

    What if its real?oh…hang on my phones ringing,pop goes the weasal,sorry i have to type whatever i hear thats inturupting me.

  • Madison
    Commented on July 12, 2016 at 4:43 am

    Im only at a young age yet i cant say that wasnt the scarriest story i have read in the middle of the night,not only to make my feet cringe but my face have a terrible frown in delight,im one to love scary,goury storys and i did like this one,but i do not think parents or siblings should read this to a very imaganitive child,as like me,even though i know i can handle it,it was still pretty speciffic in a way i can only imagine this to be realistic in my head…i have more creepypasta storys ro go through.

  • Commented on July 15, 2016 at 8:29 pm

    I just got myself and my seven year old little son a bag of nice, colorful striped candy as a treat – Now, it’s up to you to think of WTF I am going to tell him why he can’t have it, because thanks to YOU I cannot eat it and sure as hell cannot WATCH HIM eat it

  • ralph
    Commented on July 27, 2016 at 6:04 am

    fuck you

  • Commented on July 27, 2016 at 10:31 am

    Excuse the language but fucking awesome, felt like I could actually hear him laughing, had to keep yelling at my sleeping hubby to quit moving so much so I could finish it! Lol

  • Commented on July 28, 2016 at 5:22 pm

    I love this pasta!!!!!! Except or when james died why kill the adorable child????

  • Commented on August 5, 2016 at 8:21 pm


  • Commented on August 11, 2016 at 7:14 am

    That was twisted! Very sick, loved it, but damn!

  • URworstDream
    Commented on August 11, 2016 at 10:23 am

    ummm….why can’t she just sleep beside her son…in the living room maybe. Why subject a child to absolute horror when u suspect something wrong? :/ good pasta though.

  • Anastasia
    Commented on August 15, 2016 at 10:06 pm

    This was sickening and gross but AMAZING

  • Commented on September 5, 2016 at 1:13 am

    It was good, I enjoyed it. Well done! 🙂

  • Commented on September 17, 2016 at 7:31 pm

    I hate this story. I REALLY hate this story. The death of the boy and dog are brutal and offensive, and isn’t portrayed well IN THE SLIGHTEST. It sucks. Why is it so popular?

  • ChainsawTo TheWorld
    Commented on September 17, 2016 at 8:18 pm

    MAN! I absolutely LOVED this story! I feel like she deserved it, since se was all *panic panic* about her kid having candy. The dog was dead (which is the only bad part), the kid dead, and the mom put in an asylum. BEST.ENDING.EVER.

  • Commented on September 18, 2016 at 1:38 am

    I loved this story so much. At this point it is a creepy pasta classic. This is what I show my friends that are getting into creepy pastas

  • Commented on October 3, 2016 at 6:54 pm

    Oh my gosh…sickening….torturing…but truly amazing! You are so good at writing. I got scared then sick and then I felt horrible! Poor James!!!!! She killed her own son!!!! Great story!!!

  • Commented on October 3, 2016 at 8:24 pm

    This is my favorite story, Laughing Jack is the best creepypasta I think.

  • Commented on October 12, 2016 at 11:44 am

    Wow That Ending was Real Sad.
    Great CreepyPasta Though!

  • Commented on October 17, 2016 at 11:44 pm

    best pasta everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sorry cant contain happiness

  • Commented on October 24, 2016 at 9:20 pm

    This was awesome! Laughing Jack is one of my favorite pastas! And this story gave him some credit. I can’t say I didn’t love the ending 🙂 it was cool. Keep up the good pastas!

  • Commented on October 28, 2016 at 7:33 pm

    Man I feel sorry for the dog mom and son lets just hope mom doesn’t die rip son and dog

  • Mad Hatter
    Commented on November 16, 2016 at 10:03 am

    I swear to god the whole time I was like, she is such a bad mother, couldn’t she have shifted the child to her room. I mean there was a dead body that you found in your house and all you could think of is installing a freaking device and let your kid sleep alone?! Who does that? When you find a dead body, you move out and sell the f-ing place!

  • Commented on November 22, 2016 at 1:01 am


  • Caleb
    Commented on December 4, 2016 at 5:14 pm

    Loved it

  • Commented on December 6, 2016 at 9:22 am

    great creepypasta i have shown it to all my mates

  • Commented on December 11, 2016 at 7:06 am

    It creep me out and that was amazing.

  • Commented on December 18, 2016 at 11:20 pm

    I still can’t stop reading this story….. and I can never get past that ending……..

  • -
    Commented on December 22, 2016 at 7:28 am

    And pop go’s the sanity

  • Commented on December 22, 2016 at 5:48 pm

    Can I use jack in my creepypasta?

  • Commented on January 1, 2017 at 2:39 am

    It’s a decently written story, I think it matches Laughing Jack’s personality and MO really well and deserves a 7/10. I think the dog’s name was kinda stupid, and the death unnecessary, but to each their own in writing. All in all it was a good read.

  • Laura
    Commented on January 9, 2017 at 12:32 am

    It scared the crappie out of me

  • Commented on January 11, 2017 at 1:40 am

    It was nice. The ending was really sad, though. 10/10

  • Commented on January 16, 2017 at 7:24 am

    the ending is simular to oculus but i loved it other then the many grammarical errors this is by far my fave creepypasta!!

  • Commented on January 18, 2017 at 8:02 pm

    Definitely a good read for gore fans, but overall it was decent. I am not going to say it was a basic “oh then a skeleton popped out spooky” story, but I felt it did not have enough of psychological horror aspect, but the dream was a fantastic addition. I love the idea of an evil jack-in-the-box villain.
    Not bad for an older one, 7/10.

  • Commented on January 18, 2017 at 8:04 pm

    Definitely a good read for gore fans, but overall it was decent. I am not going to say it was a basic “oh then a skeleton popped out spooky” story, but I felt it did not have enough of psychological horror aspect, but the dream was a fantastic addition. I love the idea of an evil jack-in-the-box villain.
    Not bad for an older one, 6/10.

  • Commented on January 28, 2017 at 2:48 pm

    very, very good read! Creative idea for a creepypasta, loved it!

  • Commented on January 28, 2017 at 9:27 pm

    Is it weird that LJ actually cured my fear of clowns?

  • Alma Harris
    Commented on February 27, 2017 at 2:18 am

    I you, Laughing Jack. You’re a dreamboat!!!

  • Singer Of Blood
    Commented on March 18, 2017 at 6:31 pm

    Hmm. Very nice. Very nice. Although I can’t say I like his style of killing. But Laughing Jack would be a very formidable enemy to fight.

  • Commented on April 7, 2017 at 12:39 am


  • Commented on April 7, 2017 at 3:30 pm

    there is no way he could still be alive if he was cut open with his organs hanging down to the floor

  • Commented on April 14, 2017 at 5:05 pm

    If your out there come and get me jack

  • Commented on April 17, 2017 at 10:39 pm

    Good Lord Jesus, is it bad that I imagined James’ corpse?

  • Commented on May 7, 2017 at 2:14 pm

    this story is AWESOME! I loved it!

  • Commented on May 8, 2017 at 8:35 pm

    I wonder who my next victim should be… 🙂

  • Cityth_The_Dragon
    Commented on May 10, 2017 at 6:43 pm

    Fresh meme.

  • Commented on May 10, 2017 at 7:00 pm

    Apparently this is told from the father’s point of view, according to Watch MOJO, but I like the mother idea much better.

  • Commented on May 10, 2017 at 7:15 pm

    I have a theory that maybe the mother has multiple personalities and she DID kill her son and the dog. . . IDK is this just me?

  • Commented on July 1, 2017 at 9:11 pm


  • Commented on July 1, 2017 at 9:13 pm

    Interesting story i give it a 100 out of 100

  • Commented on July 17, 2017 at 7:31 pm

    Damn, what a great story that was!

  • Commented on July 17, 2017 at 7:33 pm

    Damn,what a great story that was!

  • anthony
    Commented on September 5, 2017 at 5:24 am

    it was great almost a perfect pair with Jason the toy maker

  • Derp
    Commented on September 17, 2017 at 11:04 am

    this story scared me a bit i am pretty young but this was a good story a little different to the other stories i read on this website

  • Alijiah
    Commented on September 25, 2017 at 10:13 pm

    WTF is wrong with u first u put a dead dog cut open with candy stuffed inside it then u put her son nailed to the f-ing wall with his buts and blood on the floor and then his hart gets stabbed and thanks to u i cant eat fucking hard candy and my fear of clowns is worse so fuck u

  • Alijiah
    Commented on September 25, 2017 at 10:15 pm

    WTF is wrong with u first u put a dead dog cut open with candy stuffed inside it then u put her son nailed to the f-ing wall with his buts and blood on the floor and then his hart gets stabbed in the fucking hart so fuck u

  • Alijiah
    Commented on September 25, 2017 at 10:16 pm

    WTF is wrong with u first u put a dead dog cut open with candy stuffed inside it then u put her son nailed to the f-ing wall with his buts and blood on the floor and then his hart gets stabbed in the fucking hart

  • Inkapede
    Commented on October 3, 2017 at 11:48 pm

    Alright, so, I know everybody’s about to absolutely hate me for this, but I don’t rrreeaalllyy like the story? Like, okay, it’s got a very good sense of creativity behind it all and the descriptives are decent enough to give you a general idea of what’s actually going on, but I didn’t like the way the characters acted or behaved based on the story’s rising action.

    So, for starters, a LOT of people talked about how the mother should have done something to save her child besides set up a baby monitor, and I would have to agree — there were about a million different solutions to the simple problem. It would have not only saved us the absolute storm of comments about how she could have done something, it would have provided us with the personality behind the mother — Obviously, I get the feeling she just doesn’t want to be bothered with putting too much effort into keeping her only child alive. It would have also thrown in several different tones of suspense; If you throw caution into the wind as “this is what could have happened,” perhaps in another dream sequence, it would have provided us with the information on what happened without ending on that note.

    And, can we perhaps take a moment to assume that the mother is single now? Perhaps this would have not only provided us with a backstory, but it would have also made sense that James wanted a companion, and why he doesn’t have any “real” friends. He felt lonely but disconnected, presumably because his father left his mother for some mysterious reason, regardless of whether he was alive or not.

    Now that we’re on the subject, can I mention that it doesn’t seem to fit that the entire story revolves around the concept that the mother doesn’t believe in Jack until the last second? If her son said he was real and she admitted that he wasn’t a liar, was she just that stubborn to refuse to believe that Jack existed? Just because he seemed weird doesn’t mean he couldn’t have dressed up and given the appearance of an imaginary friend?

    These are just a few things I wanted to mention that I didn’t particularly like, but the list does go on. I know this comment will probably soar to the negatives, but at least that means someone took the time to read it. Good day.

  • Commented on October 8, 2017 at 5:24 am

    NO PUPPY NO! My sister told me your first creepypasta’s the scariest.

  • Commented on October 15, 2017 at 7:39 pm

    Hate it when the kill off animals, kill off as many humans as you want but leave the animals alone.

  • Commented on October 19, 2017 at 2:31 pm

    This is fantastic. It’s definitely my favorite creepypasta, great work!

  • Commented on November 3, 2017 at 11:47 am


  • Jeffthekillergirl
    Commented on November 16, 2017 at 11:19 pm

    I read the whole thing and im 8-years-old! Im terrified if I’m gonna end up like James. I might have nightmares for weeks! I, never reading it again! Never EVER again! Sereosly! It’s SO scary!

  • Commented on December 6, 2017 at 4:51 am

    Yes good good brain enjoys

  • Commented on December 6, 2017 at 4:38 pm

    Lol for all you people out there reading this i loved the story and only cried when the dog died

  • Absinthe
    Commented on December 20, 2017 at 2:26 pm

    I love this story I can’t stop reading it!

  • Laughing jill
    Commented on January 7, 2018 at 5:06 pm

    The sanity is no more…

  • Commented on January 13, 2018 at 3:58 pm

    I loved this story it’s my favorite creepypasta

  • Damaged dolly
    Commented on January 25, 2018 at 11:50 pm

    Noice, I love seeing stuff about laughing jack, even if it is old.

  • Commented on March 12, 2018 at 8:04 pm

    Dang…I love this story. I can read it over and over again. I LOVE YOU LAUGHING JACK

  • Commented on March 18, 2018 at 9:13 am

    Oh the story? Absolutely amazing… 10/10

    An absolute must-read

  • Commented on March 25, 2018 at 10:23 pm

    I was like “yoooooooooooooo!!!!!” knowing what it feels like losing someone like that is worse. My friend since 8th grade was stabbed like that…but uh not exactly. We were having a “Sleepover” when his started laughing. I asked why because I just said I lost my father. He said: “Oh. It’s nothing. It’s just, I thought about my best friend” I was confused. “I thought your only friend was me..?” I said. “Nah. I have someone else. He’s a clown. We met at the park last week” The worse part is…that his name is JACK! He said his friend’s name was Jack. I asked if I could get a drink and he said “NO! Jack will be mad that you got a drink before he hangs you” I booked it.

  • Unikitty8000
    Commented on April 25, 2018 at 8:58 am

    Itz creepy I had nightmares

  • Emerald Red
    Commented on May 3, 2018 at 9:14 pm

    I love creepypastas and some say I’m insane, but I love being scared. Like I’m happy to be scared
    I love this one.

  • Shanked4life
    Commented on May 22, 2018 at 1:48 pm

    honestly saw the killing of her own son coming. It is such a cliche move. But ya know it wasn’t bad. I always look forward to a nice cliche move.

  • SlothSinner
    Commented on May 23, 2018 at 4:31 pm


  • Jeff
    Commented on December 8, 2020 at 9:04 pm

    I love this pasta, it is one of the best. 10/10 would eat again

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