CreepsMcPasta Creepypasta Radio
Mar 19, 2026 · 28 min · 16 segments
CREEPYPASTA STORY►by frequent-cat: / frequent-cat Creepypastas are the campfire tales of the internet. Horror stories spread through Reddit r/nosleep, forums and blogs, rather than word of…
We had about 30 campers the first week, ages seven to 11.
Most of them came from the same two or three towns nearby.
You could tell by the way they already knew each other's names.
There was the usual chaos you expect from a group of kids dumped into the woods together, but they lined up when asked, and they listened when spoken to.
Even the youngest ones kept their voices hushed as if they were in a library.
So there was hope to keep some sanity after this job.
The kids were separated into assigned cabins, each a team to earn points through various camp activities with prizes and praise to be earned.
The first task was to elect a head counselor for each cabin, one who best represents their cabin.
I got assigned to Cabin Redfern, one of the smaller ones tucked near the edge of the tree line.
Eight campers, all on the younger end of the age bracket.
They greeted me politely when I walked in as if I were a substitute teacher on the first day of term.
One of the girls asked if I'd like to meet the head counselor.
I figured they meant one of the older kids had taken charge, the natural leader type who organizes games and settles arguments.
I played along.
"Sure," I said.
"Where are they?" They exchanged glances.
A few of them smiled.
We had about 30 campers the first week, ages seven to 11.
Most of them came from the same two or three towns nearby.
You could tell by the way they already knew each other's names.
There was the usual chaos you expect from a group of kids dumped into the woods together, but they lined up when asked, and they listened when spoken to.
Even the youngest ones kept their voices hushed as if they were in a library.
So there was hope to keep some sanity after this job.
The kids were separated into assigned cabins, each a team to earn points through various camp activities with prizes and praise to be earned.
The first task was to elect a head counselor for each cabin, one who best represents their cabin.
I got assigned to Cabin Redfern, one of the smaller ones tucked near the edge of the tree line.
Eight campers, all on the younger end of the age bracket.
They greeted me politely when I walked in as if I were a substitute teacher on the first day of term.
One of the girls asked if I'd like to meet the head counselor.
I figured they meant one of the older kids had taken charge, the natural leader type who organizes games and settles arguments.
I played along.
"Sure," I said.
"Where are they?" They exchanged glances.
A few of them smiled.
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