I must have been six or seven when I lived in Lebanon. The country was ravaged by war at the time, and murders were common and frequent. I remember during a particularly vicious era, when the bombings rarely stopped, I would stay at home sitting in front of my television watching a very, very strange show.
It was a kids’ show that lasted about 30 minutes and contained strange and sinister images. To this day I believe it was a thinly veiled attempt on the part of the media to use scare tactics to keep kids in place, because the moral of every episode revolved around very uptight ideologies: stuff like, “bad kids stay up late,” “bad kids have their hands under the covers when they sleep,” and “bad kids steal food from the fridge at night.”
It was very weird, and in Arabic to top it off. I didn’t understand much of it, but for the most part the images were very graphic and comprehensive. The thing that stuck with me the most, however, was the closing scene. It remained much the same in every episode. The camera would zoom in on an old, rusted, closed door. As it got closer to the door, strange and sometimes even agonizing screams would become more audible. It was extremely frightening, especially for children’s programming. Then a text would appear on the screen in Arabic reading: “That’s where bad kids go.” Eventually both the image and the sound would fade out, and that would be the end of the episode.
About 15 or 16 years later I became a journalistic photographer. That show had been in my mind all my life, popping up in my thoughts sporadically. Eventually I’d had enough, and decided to do some research. I finally managed to uncover the location of the studio where much of that channel’s programming had been recorded. Upon further research and eventually traveling on site, I found out it was now desolate and had been abandoned after the big war ended.
I entered the building with my camera. It was burnt out from the inside. Either a fire had broken out or someone had wanted to incinerate all of the wooden furniture. After few hours of cautiously making my way into the studio and snapping pictures, I found an isolated out-of-the-way room. After having to break through a few old locks and managing to break the heavy door open, I remained frozen in the doorway for several long minutes. Traces of blood, feces, and tiny bone fragments lay scattered across the floor. It was a small room, and an extremely morbid scene.
What truly frightened me, though, what made me turn away and never want to come back, was the bolted, caged microphone hanging from the roof in the middle of the room…
56 Comments on 'Where Bad Kids Go'
Now that is a good creepy pasta.
that story was creepy i liked it!!
yay, It’s on the page finally, :)。
Absolutely amazing! I loved it!
that is creepy
this is good, it kinda reminds me of 1999 but i think that this is slightly different, you could have continued it and made it a lot more ‘creepy’ but this is good
I love it it had me like OMG in the end.
How is it bad if u keep your hands under the covers?!?!
i love every minute of it
Stories like these are ultimately my favourite, I think the whole point of creepypastas is to scare…duh. But idk what scares people more than REAL LIFE or stories that relate to real things to keep us paranoid and on edge with something simple. 1999, Where the Bad Kids Go, The Rake, stories that have “historical” or a “real life” theme to it seem to always scare the best. Thumbs up!
I love pasta’s that seem so short, so you are asking yourself how it will possibly end, while bringing the whole story to a close… and then it blows your mind.
Ok im being special here whats up with the ending
Creepy. Just plain creepy
I enjoyed it quite a bit. It reminded me of 1999, and while it was brief, it was still extremely creepy. Keep up the good work. 🙂
creepypastas sink into your mind creeping you out and in the dark of the night, make your eyes/ears/mind play trick on you
The ending made no sense, someone explain?
Nice it’s finally been uploaded to this site
holy crap….that is insane!!!!
creepiest.of.pasta reread the very beginning paragraphs when its talking about how the ending of the episodes are the exact same…
Hannah.. Oh O_O NOPE
Nice Pasta! 5/5
This is one of those less-is-more Creepypastas that haunts you for a week since you first read it. This pasta is up there with Candle Cove and 1999 as stories that can ruin your childhood, or at least look at your childhood in a very different light.
Ok, can someone explain the ending please?
Thats very, very creepy. i mean, not scary, but creepy. You have to write some hardcore crap to scare me but that is some very good pasta!! Wow.
Very creepy for a creepypasta, but it seems that I want more details on the show itself.
Yeah how is putting your hands under the covers bad?
I see, so the screams he was hearing during the end of the show was not pre-recorded. Someone was actually in that room being tortured. Nice pasta.
Bro… That was amazing :’D
wickedly cool bro
I’m guessing (emphasis on ‘guessing’) that kids leaving their hands under the covers means they are masturbating.
If you guys are interested, this is narration of ‘Where Bad Kids Go’
It made me think about what those american soldiers did to those at Abu Graib
Loved it! That’s kind of like the one about Mr. Bear. 15/10 breads!
it seems kinda like the russian sleep expirement towards the end when he go
I like it 🙂 however two suggestions:
* A repeat of hearing the screaming, later on in life, would re-inforce the horror of what had happened
* A detailed description of the building / studio would personalise the experience more.
Other than that this is a 4.5/5 for me 🙂
OH MY GOSH I STAY UP LATE HAVE MY HANDS UNDER THE COVERS AND EAT FOOD IN MY SLEEP!
This gave me chills, especially at the ending :3
One of my favorite pastas!~~ >3<
He said that the show was in Arabic, so it’s islamic. Nothing new for them to torture and murder the innocent then.
THAT IS A GREAT CREEPY STORY!!!!!!
OMG this was beautiful.
I really liked it, I just wish there was some more. Really great pasta though:)
This is one of my favorite pastas. It is freaky as monkey assault. The end is wonderful and It is well written. #myfavoriteandIloveit
Pretty short, but quite satisfactory. Wow, I wish I grew up with a program like this. Haha, just joking. (Looks around nervously)
GodDAMN is that unnerving!
GodDAMN is that unnerving as Hell!
This is my favorite pasta
It was cute, although I was expecting a little more on the ending.
O shit, guess they was some bad kids
Good to know!
Know that’s what you all a good pasta!
Well written pasta
I love creepy pastas that don’t have an ending so you can make up your own.