I’ve always loved the dark.

It feels warm and welcoming. Like a mask, hiding all the stress and emotion that the daylight shows so explicitly and replacing them with a sensuous feeling. The dark reveals your true nature and abolishes the facade you play during the daytime.

Yes. The dark is good. You can be yourself in the dark and not feel judged or threatened all the while by being yourself.

That’s why I love the night so much. You can just relax in the blackness, surrounded by nothing but shadow. Allowing the dark to overcome your senses and numb them down until you feel nothing at all but complete weightlessness.

Then, when sleep finally takes control, you are thrusted into even deeper darkness. Infinite darkness. Just black empty space. An endless void your mind creates to help you drift off into unconsciousness.

But why? Why is it always black? Have you ever thought about that? Whenever we close our eyes, we are met with black. But why?

You don’t notice it, do you? You don’t think about it. It’s just there. Like breathing, blinking. After a while your subconscious just accepts that when we close our eyes, we see darkness. Empty darkness.

Why is it then that people are scared of the dark?

An average human being will sleep for 229,961 hours of their lifetime. For one whole third of their life, they will live in darkness. Complete and utter darkness.

If we really were scared of the dark, why do we have the ability to close our eyes and sleep for so long. So long in the black oblivion.

You see, I think no one is truly afraid of the dark. That’s just an illusion. An illsuion we produce to trick ourselves into thinking that there is no such thing as monsters.

We’ve all heard that story haven’t we?

About the night terrors that roam around in the night – claws raised, teeth bared – ready to attack the young, naive child as they sleep in their beds, unaware of their demonic presence because they can’t see them. Don’t lie to yourself, you were like that once. Sitting awake, clutching at the sheets as your stare at your ceiling or glancing around your room. Perhaps you had a nightlight. A ‘Holy Crucifix’ of sorts that were used to ward off the monsters. To protect you.

Well I think, as you grow up, you begin to tell yourself that in all your childlike innocence, you were never scared of the evil that lurked in the shadows, you were simply afraid of the dark. That’s what you believe. As you grow up, you tend to grow out of this fear and relish in the dark like I do. But this fear can remain with you in adulthood. In fact it’s one of the most common phobias – nyctophobia. Even as a fully matured adult, you still fear the emptiness.

Or do you?

You see, the statistics prove that we spend a long time sleeping. A long time in the dark. We never seem to mind, even if we are terribly scared of that darkness. But why?

I think your subconscious is telling you that they are still there. A small part of you still holds strong on your childhood memories of being alone in the dark with the night terrors. But this time, you have no light to guard you. Obviously adults don’t tend to own those little night lights anymore do they? They say they don’t need them anymore. They call it a silly childhood fear of the dark. They say there is no such thing as night terrors.

But what do they know? If they lived long enough to mature into adulthood, they’ve probably never seen one.

My opinion is that we all have nyctophilia. A general love for the dark that helps us sleep. Even those that claim they have a fear for the night. They love the dark. I love the dark.

You really were never scared of the dark. It really was an illusion our minds created to reassure ourselves we are safe at night.

To reassure us that there are no such things as night terrors.

I love the dark. I always have. It feels…. Homely. Warm and comforting. Like I’ve always been in the dark. It’s fun being in the dark. Feeling free. Feeling… Safe.

I know you like the dark too. When you come home from work, tired and tense, and you flop onto your bed, stretching your aching muscles, getting ready to sleep. Yes. You love the dark. I know.

You still fear it though. An occasional scan around your room before you allow your body to shift into sleep mode. It’s amusing really.

You know damn straight what you fear and it ain’t the dark.

It’s me.

I like watching you sleep. The way you toss and turn, the way you sigh contently when you get comfortable… The way you jump up in surprise when you hear a noise.

You haven’t changed much from when you were a child. Not really. You still fear me.

But this time, I’m not going to let you get away. You are unprotected now. No nightlight. No nothing. Completely and utterly alone in the dark.

With me.

I’ve always loved the dark.

So have you.

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  • Commented on February 24, 2017 at 1:07 am

    This story is a great one, also gave me goosebumps a bit. One of the things that I wasn’t expected though was the POV of the narrator at the end.

  • Commented on February 24, 2017 at 7:58 pm

    I reviewed this yesterday. I have to say, it calls back to some nice classing creepypastas. Goosebumps really shines when it comes to this. I enjoyed it. It could be added on though.
    Overall, keep writing. -Creepymasta

  • Commented on February 27, 2017 at 1:53 pm

    strangely enough I never was afraid of the dark. I loved the dark and was scared of scary creatures lurking in it. Even as a kid I knew that.

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    Commented on February 24, 2017 at 2:58 am

    This story was really good. It actually made me look out of my window. It’s dark. I wasn’t expecting that ending though.

  • Commented on February 25, 2017 at 2:01 am

    I found this kind of cliche and boring, but I see potential in you. Keep Writing! 3/10

  • Commented on March 1, 2017 at 6:57 pm

    Very nicely done. Left me wanting to know what “it” is.

  • Commented on March 5, 2017 at 4:29 pm

    I can’t tell you how good this was. I really love plot twists like this. I got a free lesson out of it too.

  • Commented on February 24, 2017 at 8:50 am

    gives a creeeeepy feeling

  • Commented on February 24, 2017 at 5:47 am

    That was awesome

  • Commented on February 24, 2017 at 4:57 pm

    Very unique story. More details would make it perfect

  • Commented on February 27, 2017 at 2:02 am

    by the way Triston, I subbed and joined the notification squad… Lucky subscriber #24, I hope you make it as a big creepster on youtube.

  • Commented on February 25, 2017 at 3:36 am

    now I’m not saying I’m MrCreepyPasta or CreepsMcPasta, but I did narrate this story on youtube. link:

    (Looking for good Creepypasta’s to read)

  • Commented on February 28, 2017 at 2:21 pm

    Fantastic new story (about time people ) … An extreamlly tasty pasta indeed. 10/10

    Oh and I do indeed love the dark…. I’m a true goth (not some wet end emo playing dress up).

  • Commented on February 26, 2017 at 7:11 am

    Skillfully placed plot twist, very chilling and fear-inducing. 8.5/10, loved it so much and please continue your writing.

  • Commented on February 27, 2017 at 1:58 am

    I loved sinking my teeth into this delicious pasta, great job, and kill me please. :3

  • Commented on March 14, 2017 at 10:46 pm

    me too love dark

  • Commented on February 27, 2017 at 10:46 am

    This was a very very very very nice twist into a common feeling which everyone knows all to well and i applaud you for twisting it and creating fear out of a small “fear” we once thought was true and real, so thank you ever so much aha well done.

  • Commented on March 6, 2017 at 6:04 am

    I expected the night terror to be the narrator and it STILL gave me goosebumps. Jokes on you as I have a built in green lightbulb I keep on in my ceiling fan

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  • Commented on March 25, 2017 at 9:55 pm

    Thank you so much for all the kind words, guys. I wrote this around the same time I wrote my other pasta (which is a horrendously bad story and I despise it’s existence) so I’m quite surprised at how well this turned out. The grammatical errors and constant use of rhetorical questions drive me insane but I’m actually proud of this pasta (considering I wrote it when I was 12 and didn’t know what a semi-colon was). I’ve always loved the dark and at age 15, I still do. So, I’m glad this story has done well. But, as I commented on my other pasta, it’s unlikely that I’ll write another story because I’ve sort of ‘outgrown’ my Creepypasta obsession phase. Even so, I appreciate all the support and I’m honoured by all those people who made audio tracks; I’ve listened to some of them and they’re wonderful. Thank you 🙂

  • Commented on February 24, 2017 at 3:32 pm

    I like the dark and cant fear anything because I suffer from a mental disorder but this creepypasta was awesome

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  • Commented on February 24, 2017 at 4:13 am

    Error, Error in inn c comi ng

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