User:TehDarkMudkip Creepy Pasta Storytime Saturdays, and sometimes Tuesdays.

This CreepyPasta is special because it's my first, any others will be done on Saturday |  The Skreech : I feel the need to convey warning, because by reading any further, you will endanger your life.

It all started about three days ago, when I was online reading for some scary shit to show to my little brother. I came across one page that even scared me called SKREEECH, and what I found so scary about it was that it said that if you read it the "Skreech" would be visiting you. I laughed as I imagined my brother's face, but... just as I was about to finish, I heard a loud Screech at the back door. My family had just moved in and it was an old house compared to the one we had in New Jersey, so I just blamed it on the house and went to scare my brother. "Ahhh NO IT'S COMING, IT'S GONNA KILL US!" Screamed my brother. I know it was an asshole thing to do, but I just had to. As we went to bed that night, my brother said he wanted to sleep in my bed tonight, and of course, I agreed. But when I woke up I couldn't find him. I just assumed he got up before me and went to get breakfast so I went back to sleep.

"OH GOD!" I thought, as I woke up to see my little brother's mangled corpse in my father's kitchen. I had no idea what happened, that is, until I looked behind myself. When I turned around what was there was a Six-Foot-Tall Creature with a giant bloody hole with a distorted tongue where it's mouth should be. Behind it... In my brother's blood... were the words, "THE SKREECH HAS TAKEN." As I backed away I heard it Screech the most HORRID screech ever. My ears started bleeding as it beat the shit out of me. It tore me apart, and these will be the last words I lay to paper before I go to where my brother is. If you have read this: Buy Earplugs, A Gun, A Knife, and Traps. Don't sleep or the Skreech will get you... like he did me.