Author Topic: CP Mental  (Read 697 times)

I was reading a creepy pasta called "ROOM" which has do to with Mentel People, and I was in a sweety possition, the sweet made me feel weird like I was the person in the story. Has this ever happened to you?

oh sure "creepy pasta"
nice try buddy


Ive read ROOM
I never really understood it though

inb4hewasstartingatagoodpictu reofcheesepizza

Went to read it, seen words, didn't read it.

Anyway, some stories are very immersive

one of the first creepypastas i read was "do you like the red room?" or something. just a kid then and i was terrified because there was a flash animation that ended with the same pop-up

Er, did you mean sweat...?

Yeah I get very sweety from time to time too


CP is very mentel
ftfy


Duck, you should probably fix the typo in the OP

one of the first creepypastas i read was "do you like the red room?" or something. just a kid then and i was terrified because there was a flash animation that ended with the same pop-up
Reminded me of this for some reason:

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A man went to a hotel and walked up to the front desk to check in. The woman at the desk gave him his key and told him that on the way to his room, there was a door with no number that was locked and no one was allowed in there, and that no one should look inside the room, under any circumstances. So he followed the instructions of the woman at the front desk, going straight to his room, and going to bed.

The next night his curiosity would not leave him alone about the room with no number on the door. He walked down the hall to the door and tried the handle. Sure enough it was locked. He bent down and looked through the wide keyhole. Cold air passed through it, chilling his eye. What he saw was a hotel bedroom, like his, and in the corner was a woman whose skin was completely white. She was leaning her head against the wall, facing away from the door. He stared in confusion for a while. He almost knocked on the door, out of curiosity, but decided not to. This disinclination saved his life. He crept away from the door and walked back to his room. The next day, he returned to the door and looked through the wide keyhole. This time, all he saw was redness. He couldn’t make anything out besides a distinct red color, unmoving. Perhaps the inhabitants of the room knew he was spying the night before, and had blocked the keyhole with something red.

At this point he decided to consult the woman at the front desk for more information. She sighed and said, "Did you look through the keyhole?" The man told her that he had and she said, "Well, I might as well tell you the story. A long time ago, a man murdered his wife in that room, and her ghost haunts it. But these people were not ordinary. They were white all over, except for their eyes, which were red."

Reminded me of this for some reason:

I read that one before, except with images.

That's what authors work towards in their stories. It's called Immersion, and the more immersed you are, the more you feel like you are the character you're reading about. So in essence the more immersed you are, the more you relate and connect with the fictional/non-fiction world that is being presented to you.
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