The Face Upstairs

When I was a child I lived in a rented two-floor house. Both my parents worked so I was often alone when I came home from school.

One early evening when I came home the house was still dark.

I called out, “Mum?” and heard a voice say “Yeeeeees?” from upstairs.

I called my mum again, and again got the same “Yeeeeees?” reply.

I felt she was calling back at me and climbed up the stairs.

When I reached the first floor I called her once more and the voice “Yeeeeees?” came from the furthest room.

I felt both uneasy, but felt a strong urge to see my mother, and started to walk towards the room. But just as I was about to open the door into the room I heard the front door downstairs open and my mother come in, carrying a lot of shopping bags.

“Sweetie, are you home?” my mother called in a cheery voice.

Hearing her voice made me feel instantly better and I turned back to go downstairs at once… but not before I had a quick glance towards the room. While I watched from the top of the stairs, the door to the room slowly opened a crack. For a brief moment, I saw something strange in there.....


this is based of a creepypasta that horrifies me to my core
this creepypasta fells like something that happened to me once as a child when heard a strange voice near the back door of my house when i was alone in the house once
i don't remember what was but all i know is this creepypasta reminded me of that day at the more i remember that day the more scared it makes me.

this creepypasta belongs to the writer i claim no ownership of this story.

hers a great reading for the story for added creepiness
here
www.youtube.com/watch?v=vxpivV…