Branches in the Wind


Finally, I’m home. After working a late night, I finally finished a project that my boss pushed on me. It was all worth it though, because I had a great day ahead of me. The part I was most excited for though, was seeing my son. I finally won the custody battle against my ex-wife, so now I actually get to see him. I fixed up my old spare bedroom for him, although it looked bland in all white. I figured we would have some spare time later and we could make any changes he wanted. I lumbered up the stairs, and when he finally heard I was here, he quickly called me into his room.
“Daddy, I can’t sleep, there’s a monster in the window!”

Monsters, huh, that’s original for a kid.

“Oh don’t worry about that, it’s just the tree’s branches blowing in the wind, see?”

I pointed and showed him the branch tapping against the window pane. He trusted me enough to calm himself down, and I kissed him good night. Finally, time for sleep, I could hardly even see straight at this point. I walked across the hallway, and collapsed into my bed. I had too much on my plate to be dealing with monsters. I had to go with him to school the next day to get him signed up in our district, I had to buy him school clothes, I couldn’t even think straight. That’s when I heard him calling again. Man, I love the kid and all, but I needed some sleep!

“Daddy, the monster is back again!” he shrieked.

I looked to the window: nope, nothing but the tree’s branches. I walked over, and to prove it to him, I opened the window and turned back to him.

“See, it’s nothing but the tree, I told you, now go to sleep, you’ve got school in the morning.”

He was still a little startled from what I could see, but what could I do, I was just too damn tired. Again, I fell into the comfort of my bed. Then I heard a cry, and I had just had enough.

“Fine, I’ll just sleep in your bed with you, if you see any monsters, just hold tight to me.”

I walked back into his room, pulled back his red blanket, and lay next to the kid.

While I lay, eyes closed, my mind started wandering. Didn’t I buy white sheets for the bed? I looked at my son’s slit neck and realized my mistake. That’s when I heard the monster, except it wasn’t tapping at the glass; it was the footsteps from the opened window. I couldn’t help but laugh, how didn’t I realize I had no trees in my yard?

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  • Commented on November 11, 2015 at 3:43 pm

    It was ok, I didn’t think it was that scary, but that’s just me. Keep writing and try to improve.

  • Commented on November 11, 2015 at 3:49 pm

    I just reviewed this like 20 minutes ago.

  • Commented on November 11, 2015 at 7:59 pm

    Damn….I’m not sleeping tonight.

  • Commented on November 11, 2015 at 10:43 pm

    …… And that’s so creepy

  • Commented on November 11, 2015 at 11:20 pm

    I love it

  • Commented on November 11, 2015 at 11:28 pm

    the link is from a freaking crappypatsa site. wow. just wow.

  • Commented on November 13, 2015 at 3:20 am

    Wow… Excellent story, just a bit short 4.6/5

  • Commented on November 13, 2015 at 4:13 am

    The love for the kid shown in the first part doesn’t seem to match the feeling in the last part. I know some characters laugh out of helplessness but, if it was that, it didn’t get through.
    Also, I think if he went to his kid after the cry, he should’ve felt the wet blood and not just have seen the redness of it.

  • Commented on November 13, 2015 at 5:12 pm

    Eh it was OK, not really all that creepy though.

  • Commented on November 21, 2015 at 1:22 am

    The father seems to be all like, “Pfft, oh yea, there’s no trees in our backyard. Oh well. I’ll just let my family be under the hands of a monster.” He’s okay with it.

  • Commented on December 11, 2015 at 7:56 pm

    This is why I keep my window blinds closed all the time.

  • Commented on December 11, 2015 at 11:56 pm

    The dadss just like “Lol oops! Sorry!”

  • Commented on December 17, 2015 at 2:33 pm

    How did he not remember he didn’t have trees and did not fell the blood when his son was killed… But all that it’s 9/10 good work

  • Commented on January 7, 2016 at 2:07 am

    I’ve learned that when your are near full sleep, some of your senses are turned off and your mind will not always work properly. So with this in mind, I can see how he didn’t recognize the redness as blood at first glance and how he didn’t remember that there were no trees in his yard.

  • Commented on January 16, 2016 at 12:34 am

    ;-; Oh.. *locks window* ..

  • Commented on January 16, 2016 at 2:38 am

    Not very creepy, I can say that this is more of a light horror story, NOT a Creepypasta. It was not that creepy to me

  • Kel
    Commented on February 21, 2016 at 1:40 am

    Great story, if I were the dad I wouldn’t be laughing after my son died though…

  • Commented on April 6, 2016 at 3:47 pm

    He was just like… whoopsies

  • Commented on May 9, 2016 at 12:21 am

    Kid: there’s a monster!
    Me: what does he look like
    Kid: he has no face and long fingers! Come save me!
    Me and the dad in the story: lol nope

  • Commented on May 28, 2016 at 3:34 am

    Finally, a super short creepypasta that’s actually creepy!

  • Commented on June 3, 2016 at 9:34 pm

    I want there to be like a laugh track at the end,it would be perfect

  • funnymouth666
    Commented on August 1, 2016 at 8:12 pm

    Wow, father’s just like: “well, sorry kid. Well, time to let the basement family up here!” (Sorry, I got that last bit from family guy)

  • Theneverendingwhy
    Commented on August 7, 2016 at 2:47 pm

    No creepiness factor but a neat tiny mini pasta. I liked it. couldn’t help but think lol that’s life. No dad would not be like that

  • Garous
    Commented on October 8, 2016 at 8:31 am

    Hmmmm… Erlkonig, anyone? Pretty good pasta anyway

  • Commented on October 29, 2016 at 2:55 pm

    wow I love those creepy mindblow endings, good story longe time since I saw a short story with a good plot

  • andre silvets
    Commented on November 12, 2016 at 11:01 pm

    *father sees dead son*
    “oops lmao”

  • Commented on November 13, 2016 at 5:04 am

    If I were in this situation, as the child, I would pull out a MP3 with the NOPE.avi remix, and give the finger to the monster as I do an Irish Tapdance while playing the NOPE.avi remix on loop.

    Plz don’t judge me, I’m merely a man.

  • Garous
    Commented on November 24, 2016 at 12:34 pm

    Sounds like an interpretation of the song “Erlkönig”

  • Tammy
    Commented on December 29, 2016 at 3:52 am

    That really sucked and I can’t help. But be turned off by that type of dark humor… the fuck u mean u couldn’t help but laugh!? Kid should stayed with his mom! No wonder took this dad so long to get custody. Ffs 0/5 it wasn’t scary, creepy, or even startling… it was just evil.

  • Commented on December 29, 2016 at 4:37 am

    His dad is like welp, this is normal around here! *Chuckling noise*

  • Commented on December 29, 2016 at 6:45 am

    That dad is crazy. He sees his son is dead and laughs because he doesn’t have trees in his yard? 5/5

  • Commented on February 7, 2017 at 2:31 am

    that was… disturbing. but the end was more funny then scary

  • Commented on February 16, 2017 at 5:52 pm

    That was a great pasta. I was impressed, due to the usually low quality of the shorter pastas, and had a great surprise ending. 10/10

  • Commented on March 22, 2017 at 6:00 pm

    great pasta .. short dark and simple

  • Commented on March 28, 2017 at 10:45 pm

    great story keep writing stuff like this

  • Commented on May 9, 2017 at 11:21 am

    damn I bet was the ex-wife

  • Commented on June 29, 2017 at 10:26 am

    I was actually tense through the second half of this. Really good and scary!

  • Phat
    Commented on July 22, 2017 at 11:43 pm

    This story is more for laughs then creepy. But I really enjoyed it. The dads like, “Oh shit I’m dead!”

  • Commented on July 23, 2017 at 2:14 am

    Slightly unrealistic response to having a monster in the room.

  • Commented on August 6, 2017 at 10:36 pm

    dad be like, da sheets! day ruined! %$#& you son! u ruined da sheets!

  • Commented on August 8, 2017 at 6:29 pm

    I have to windows in my room on both side of the room. I will never open them ever.

  • Commented on November 2, 2017 at 4:42 am

    i liked the title most of all. i was hoping for something more with this story, but we all have those times or those days when something might not seem too good but really is, so i’ll say 1- 10 a 5 and a half.

  • Commented on November 13, 2017 at 9:53 am


  • Commented on December 10, 2017 at 4:48 pm

    8/10. Interesting. Nice but small twist at the end. “Wait, there’s no trees in my backyard” XD and creepy

  • Commented on February 2, 2018 at 8:17 pm

    I think it’s funny lolbut I give it a 5/5

  • Commented on February 2, 2018 at 11:44 pm


  • Theinsaneplayer
    Commented on February 3, 2018 at 6:16 am

    The story would have made sense if he lay on his son’s bed and this happened: Once I lay on his bed, I pulled his red spotted blanket on me, and felt some type of liquid. And so on and so forth, oh well, nothing can be perfect this days.

  • Leo360
    Commented on December 5, 2018 at 4:39 pm

    Lamo this dude has been living in that house for who knows how long to only realize he doesn’t have any trees in his yard after his son dies.

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