Laughing Jack

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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

87 Comments on 'Laughing Jack'

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  • 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

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  • 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

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

    That was great! Always did love clowns. ; )

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

    love laughing jack

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

    11 out of 10

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

    Definitely on my list of favourites

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

    love laughing jack! ITS OVER 9000

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

    Always loved creepy killer clowns LJ is my favorite

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

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

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

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

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

    That was so grotesque, but oddly amazing

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

    i loved this creepypasta….it was really good…

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

    ….LOL!!!!!

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  • 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. :/

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

    LOVED IT 10 OUT OF 10!

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

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

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

    Nice

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

    MY FAVE PASTA 20/10 !!

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

    And this is why I love clowns.

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

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

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

    Sleep is for the weak.

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  • 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

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

    Awesome

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  • 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

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

    i like reading about laughing jack

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  • 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.

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

    Amazing work 10/10

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

    I enjoyed it.

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

    this is why i dont like clowns

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  • 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 no..no crush.

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

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

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

    So cool.

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  • 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.

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

    My favourite creepypasta beside Rake

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

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

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

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

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  • ?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.

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  • 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

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  • 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

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

    BEST CREEPYPASTA

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

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

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  • 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.

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

    Lol hatw clowns now but awsome

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

    WOOOOW OMG I TOTALLY HAVEN’T READ THIS BEFORE! STOP BEING AS PLAGIARIST

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  • 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

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

    fuck you

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

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

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

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

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  • 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.

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

    Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh mmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyygggggooooooooooooodddddddd

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

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

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

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

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

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

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  • 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!?

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  • 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*
    3.8/10
    – Scarabee Smart

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  • 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.

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  • 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.

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  • 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

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

    Tospooky4me

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  • 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

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

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

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

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

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

    Hery Stupid…..

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  • 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

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

    it a fine and intrestin g story

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  • 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.

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

    Old but Gold!

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  • 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.

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

    I love it 100 out of 10!

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

    I’m a newborn pasta reader and that WAS AWESOME

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

    i wannna see laughing Jack he sounds Awsome!

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

    Laughing Jack has always been my favorite creepypasta character!

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  • 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

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  • 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.

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  • 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!

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  • 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.

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

    Absolutely amazing! 100 out of 10! *applause*

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  • 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

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

    Meh stories good Add more Bewbs and youll have a masterpiece

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  • 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

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

    100 out of 10

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  • 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

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  • 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.

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  • 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

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  • 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

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

    aho

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