The realm of madness and stars calls out to me. The cosmic auras guides my pleasant nightmares into a written word.

Hey everyone,

I recently put together an atmospheric narration covering three of the most unsettling, unexplained doppelgänger and mimic encounters shared online.

Rather than loud jump scares, I focused heavily on subtle sound design, slow pacing, and keeping the focus on the eerie psychological tension of seeing someone who shouldn't be there

If you enjoy late-night creepy story narrations while relaxing or working, I'd love to hear your thoughts on the audio mix and pacing:

https://youtu.be/9Liyhhcz9Lw?si=KJW18mUDiI1Z_WqI

Feedback on the storytelling flow is always appreciated!

Hey everyone! If you're in the mood to provide feedback to a wacky writer/voice actor, I'd really appreciate it.

I'm Strange and this is Strange Stories, an original series written and narrated by yours truly! The vibe is very 'SCP meets Black Mirror', if that's your cup of tea.

I'm trying something new with the format, and I'd love to lean into the investigative elements of my universe. I'd like to think it's a strong story, but I won't know for sure unless I hear from you folks!

If any of this sounds even remotely interesting, I'd appreciate you checking it out!

She is watching you... 🖤

This is Leticia The Killer - My original character, the female Brazilian version of Jeff.

Before, she was just a 13-year-old girl. Blonde, shy, 4'11... all she wanted was to be accepted. But everything changed.

Born in the countryside of Brazil, moved to the US at 13. After years of bullying, she was attacked and left burned. She survived, but the old Leticia died there.

Now she lives in the Creepypasta Mansion, considered Jeff's sister.

Her abilities and weaknesses are in the image.

She wasn't born a monster. She became one.

Leticia The Killer — You can run from the darkness... but you can't run from her.

Feedback is welcome!

Ela te observa... 🖤

Essa é a Letícia The Killer - minha OC inspirada na lenda do Jeff.

LORE RESUMIDA:

Antes, ela era apenas uma menina de 13 anos. Loirinha, tímida e com 1,50m... tudo o que ela queria era ser aceita. Mas tudo mudou.

Ela nasceu no interior do Brasil e se mudou pros EUA com 13 anos. Depois de anos sofrendo bullying de Jolly, Jonny, Clara e Cloe, foi atacada e deixada pra morrer queimada. Ela sobreviveu, mas a Letícia antiga morreu ali. Voltou como lenda.

Hoje ela mora na Mansão Creepypasta, considerada irmã do Jeff.

HABILIDADES:

★ Sorriso Forçado — paralisa pelo medo

★ Desaparecer na Escuridão — some nas sombras

★ Olhos de Fogo — brilham quando sente raiva extrema

★ Super Força / Velocidade / Invisibilidade

★ Ouve Sussurros — escuta o que falam dela à distância

★ Não Sente Dor / Enxerga Fraquezas / Invasão Mental

FRAQUEZAS:

★ Luz Forte — flashes desorientam

★ Lembranças do Passado / Falar do Passado — pode perder o controle

★ Risadas de Deboche — despertam seus traumas

Ela não nasceu como um monstro. Ela se tornou.

LETÍCIA THE KILLER — Você pode fugir da escuridão... mas não pode fugir dela.

#creepypasta #creepypastabrasil #originalcharacter #jeff

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My name is Letícia. And this is the first time I'm writing alone.

I was born in the countryside of Brazil. I was always the quiet girl in the back of the classroom. When I was 13, my family moved to the United States to try to have a better life.

That's where it all started again.

At the new school I was the weird Brazilian girl who didn't talk much. Soon 4 people started targeting me: Jolly, Jonny, Clara and Cloe. At first it was just jokes, then it became everyday persecution.

For 7 years I stayed silent.

Until the day they followed me after school to an empty lot where there was no one around. They beat me, kicked me, and in the end they set me on fire and abandoned me there thinking I was dead.

I just remember screaming in pain until some people heard me and called an ambulance. I woke up in the hospital burned, with my mother and my little sister by my side.

When I was discharged and went home, my look had changed. There was no more sadness. Only revenge.

That night I was alone at home, trying to watch a movie, but I couldn't concentrate. I could only think about what they had done to me. I heard a voice in my head telling me to go to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror for real.

I looked in the mirror and started laughing. The old Letícia had died in that empty lot. So I made my smile. So I would never have to pretend I was okay again.

I went back to my room, put on my white hoodie, black pants and black sneakers. I grabbed the biggest knife from the kitchen and ran away through the window.

I went after each one of them. First Jolly. Then Jonny. Then Clara. In each room I left written on the wall:

"YOU CREATED THE LEGEND. DON'T BE AFRAID OF IT."

Cloe was the last one. I found her coming home late at night. I called her name. She recognized my voice and looked back.

She said: "You can't be Letícia..."

I answered: "The Letícia you knew is gone. I'm Letícia The Killer."

After that I ran to a nearby forest and climbed a tree to clean my knife. I heard a voice behind me asking if I liked roses.

It was a tall man with a hat, the Offenderman. He handed me a black rose and said: "Some people deserve something beautiful after spending so long hiding their wounds." When I was going to ask something, he disappeared.

I stayed there until I heard another voice: "Hi, Letícia The Killer, I know what you did."

I looked down and saw a boy in a white hoodie, black pants and a knife, just like me. It was Jeff The Killer.

We talked and he said: "Wanna come with me?"

I said: "Okay, let's go."

He took me to a huge mansion in the middle of the forest. The Creepypasta Mansion. The door opened and everyone stared. Eyeless Jack asked: "Jeff's twin?"

Jeff replied: "Guys, this is Letícia, my sister by consideration."

Slenderman came down the stairs and spoke in my mind: "Hello Letícia The Killer, welcome to the family."

My room was already ready. Jeff showed me and I asked why he said I was his sister.

He said: "Because our stories are the same and you understand me more than anyone here."

That night Offenderman came back and gave me another rose, this time a red one.

Today it's been years since I live there. I finally found my place. A family that understands me.

I'm no longer the girl in the back of the classroom.

I am the legend.

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Meu nome é Letícia. E é a primeira vez que eu escrevo sozinha.

Eu nasci no interior do Brasil. Sempre fui a menina quieta do fundo da sala. Com 13 anos, minha família se mudou para os Estados Unidos para tentar uma vida melhor.

Foi lá que tudo começou de novo.

Na escola nova eu era a garota brasileira estranha que não falava muito. Logo 4 pessoas começaram a me perseguir: Jolly, Jonny, Clara e Cloe. No começo eram piadas, depois virou perseguição todos os dias.

Durante 7 anos eu fiquei em silêncio.

Até o dia que eles me seguiram na saída da escola até um terreno baldio onde não tinha ninguém. Me bateram, me chutaram, e no final tacaram fogo em mim e me abandonaram lá achando que eu tinha morrido.

Eu só lembro de gritar de dor até algumas pessoas me ouvirem e ligarem pra ambulância. Acordei no hospital queimada, com minha mãe e minha irmã mais nova do meu lado.

Quando recebi alta e voltei pra casa, meu olhar tinha mudado. Não tinha mais tristeza. Só vingança.

Naquela noite eu estava sozinha em casa, tentando assistir um filme, mas não conseguia me concentrar. Só pensava no que tinham feito comigo. Ouvi uma voz na minha cabeça me mandando ir até o banheiro e me olhar no espelho de verdade.

Me olhei no espelho e comecei a rir. A Letícia antiga tinha morrido naquele terreno. Então eu fiz meu sorriso. Pra nunca mais ter que fingir que estava tudo bem.

Voltei pro quarto, coloquei meu moletom branco, calça preta e tênis preto. Peguei a maior faca da cozinha e fugi pela janela.

Fui atrás de cada um. Primeiro o Jolly. Depois o Jonny. Depois a Clara. Em cada quarto eu deixei escrito na parede:

"VOCÊS CRIARAM A LENDA. NÃO TENHA MEDO DELA."

A Cloe foi a última. Encontrei ela voltando pra casa tarde da noite. Chamei o nome dela. Ela reconheceu minha voz e olhou pra trás.

Ela disse: "Você não pode ser a Letícia..."

Eu respondi: "A Letícia que você conhecia ficou pra trás. Eu sou Letícia The Killer."

Depois disso fugi pra uma floresta e subi numa árvore pra limpar minha faca. Ouvi uma voz atrás de mim perguntando se eu gostava de rosas.

Era um homem alto de chapéu, o Offenderman. Ele me entregou uma rosa preta e disse: "Algumas pessoas merecem ganhar algo bonito depois de viver tanto tempo escondendo suas feridas." Quando fui perguntar algo, ele sumiu.

Continuei lá até ouvir outra voz: "Oi, Letícia The Killer, eu sei o que você fez."

Olhei pra baixo e vi um garoto de moletom branco, calça preta e faca, igual a mim. Era o Jeff The Killer.

Conversamos e ele disse: "Quer vir comigo?"

Eu disse: "Tá, vamos."

Ele me levou até a Mansão Creepypasta. A porta abriu e todos olharam. O Eyeless Jack perguntou: "Uma gêmea do Jeff?"

Jeff respondeu: "Gente, essa é a Letícia, minha irmã de consideração."

O Slenderman desceu as escadas e falou na minha mente: "Olá Letícia The Killer, seja bem-vinda à família."

Meu quarto já estava pronto. Jeff me mostrou e eu perguntei por que ele disse que eu era irmã dele.

Ele disse: "Porque nossas histórias são iguais e você me entende mais do que todo mundo aqui."

Naquela noite o Offenderman voltou e me deu outra rosa, dessa vez vermelha.

Hoje faz anos que moro lá. Finalmente achei meu lugar. Uma família que me entende.

Eu não sou mais a menina do fundo da sala.

Eu sou a lenda.

Em desenho

I had to go back and do a classic. Please send me your critiques!

A frase que você escolheu, Lelê - Opção 5:

Em Inglês (oficial gringa):

> "Shhh... don't be afraid. It will be fast as a whisper."

> - Leticia The Killer

Em Português (original):

> "Shhh... não tenha medo. Vai ser rápido como um sussurro."

> - Letícia The Killer

Trigger warning:

This story contains “adult themes.”

Crude, explicit, offensive, and outdated language.

Culturally insensitive depictions of neurodiversity and mental illness.

Alcohol abuse. Drug abuse. Tobacco abuse.

Sexually suggestive dialogue. “Sexual situations.”

Domestic violence.

Occult themes that may be offensive to some religious readers.

Sequences of flashing lights that may cause seizures in the photosensitive.

(Epileptics, you’ve been warned!)

And, as with many sick, twisted, degenerate horror stories…
(think: serial killers) ours starts with animal cruelty.

BTW, we’ll probably beat the word “degenerate” to death today. But really, there’s no better word in the English language to describe all that touches his domain.

We’re talkin’ about King Cobra.

___

This is a horror short story inspired by the real life King Cobra, a live streamer who inspired a cult following of parasiocial obsession… and in this story when he goes missing his trolls come out of the woodwork to find him IRL. But ir may already be too late…

This is always free:

https://maxwinterstories.substack.com/p/parasocial?r=292pvs&utm_medium=ios

Leticia The Killer - Official Lore | New Brazilian Creepypasta

Leticia was a 13-year-old girl from the interior of Northeast Brazil.

Always alone, bullied, invisible. She found comfort in creepypasta stories, especially Jeff the Killer.

One night, after being humiliated again, she ran into the woods behind her city and whispered: "I wish I had a family that understands me."

Something answered.

Offenderman found her first. He gave her a black rose and said: "Darkness accepts you."

Jeff found her second. He didn't see a fangirl. He saw a sister.

He extended his hand and said: "If you want, you can stay with me."

She accepted.

Now she lives in the Creepypasta Mansion. She is known as Leticia The Killer - the girl who was lost in the darkness, found a family and gained a brother.

Her story is called "Uma Rosa na Escuridão" (A Rose in the Darkness).

It's about how between the fog, a rose bloomed, and an unexpected feeling was born.

This is an original character by me, from Brazil. I created her story, design and music.

What do you guys think? Would you like to read the full lore?

- by leticiathekillercreepypasta

Enjoy the short film and story!

Official Lore - Part 2

Before everything...

Offenderman already knew her. He was the one who gave her the black rose.

Jeff is like a brother to her. He always protected her...

And he was the one who brought her to meet the family.

The Creepypasta Family was different. But Leticia finally felt at home. For the first time, she wasn't alone. She had Jeff (brother), Offenderman (who gave her the rose) and a Family (that welcomed her).

Leticia The Killer is an ORIGINAL character created by me u/cordhe.

Fictional horror comic / art.

This is PROOF #02 that the character already has a complete universe.

Born from the mist, Raised by roses. 🌹

#LeticiaTheKiller #OriginalCreepypasta #BrazilianCreepypasta

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WHO IS LETICIA THE KILLER? - OFFICIAL LORE

Leticia The Killer is an original Brazilian creepypasta created by Lelê. The newest member of the urban killer universe like Jeff The Killer and Jane The Killer.

APPEARANCE:

Blonde girl, messy hair, white oversized hoodie, black pants, Glasgow Smile with black/red makeup, dark eyes. Always carries a black rose and does the "shhh" gesture.

ORIGIN:

She emerged from the mist after disappearing in a forest at night. She came back different, silent, watching.

ICONIC WHISPER - HER TRADEMARK LINE:

> "Shhh... don't be afraid. It will be fast as a whisper." - Leticia The Killer

SIGNS SHE IS NEAR:

1. Feeling watched all the time

2. Black roses appearing

3. Nightmares about her

4. Cold chills out of nowhere

5. Hearing whispers

6. Hypervigilance

7. Not wanting to go outside when alone

THE SUMMONING (Fictional Legend):

At midnight, in a silent place, with a black candle and a black rose. Call "Leticia The Killer" 3 times. The candle goes out and mist appears. She asks: "You called me... now what do you want?"

WARNINGS:

- Don't ask about her past

- Don't insult her

- Don't be afraid of her

To end: "Bye Leticia The Killer, the summoning is over. See you next night if the mist allows it."

LEGACY QUOTE:

Born from the mist, Raised by roses, She watches, She waits.

#LeticiaTheKiller #creepypasta #horrorstory #newcreepypasta

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WHO IS LETICIA THE KILLER - OFFICIAL LORE (ENGLISH VERSION)

Leticia The Killer is an original Brazilian creepypasta created by Lelê, known as the newest member of the urban killer universe like Jeff The Killer and Jane The Killer.

APPEARANCE:

Blonde young woman with messy hair, white oversized hoodie, black pants, Glasgow Smile cut smile with black/red makeup stretched to the cheeks, dark smoky eyes. She always carries a single black rose and makes the "shhh" gesture with her finger on her lips.

ORIGIN OF THE LEGEND:

According to the urban legend, Leticia emerged from the mist after disappearing in a forest during the night. She came back different, silent, always watching from a distance.

SIGNS YOU'RE BEING WATCHED:

1. Feeling watched all the time

2. Finding black roses scattered

3. Nightmares about her

4. Cold chills out of nowhere

5. Hearing whispers

6. Always on alert

7. Staying indoors when alone

ICONIC WHISPER (HER TRADEMARK QUOTE):

Before disappearing into the mist, Leticia always whispers her iconic line:

> "Shhh... don't be afraid. It will be fast as a whisper."

This line is the most chilling part, because she says it softly, almost in your ear, while holding the black rose.

THE SUMMONING (FICTIONAL LEGEND):

At midnight, in a completely silent place, with a black candle and a black rose. When you call "Leticia The Killer" 3 times, the candle goes out and a slow mist appears. In the mist, her silhouette shows up and she asks: "You called me... now what do you want?"

WARNINGS:

- Don't ask about her past

- Don't insult or provoke her

- Don't be afraid of her

To end the summoning, say: "Bye Leticia The Killer, the summoning is over. See you next night if the mist allows it."

LEGACY QUOTE:

"Born from the mist, Raised by roses, She watches, She waits."

#LeticiaTheKiller

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QUEM É LETÍCIA THE KILLER - LORE OFICIAL ATUALIZADA

Letícia The Killer é uma creepypasta original brasileira criada por Lelê, conhecida como a nova integrante do universo de assassinos urbanos como Jeff The Killer e Jane The Killer.

APARÊNCIA:

Jovem loira de cabelo bagunçado, moletom branco oversized, calça preta, sorriso cortado estilo Glasgow Smile com maquiagem preta/vermelha esticada até as bochechas, olhos marcados com sombra escura. Sempre carrega uma rosa preta e faz o gesto de "shhh" com o dedo na boca.

ORIGEM DA LENDA:

Letícia surgiu em meio à névoa, após desaparecer em uma floresta durante a noite. Voltou diferente, silenciosa, observando de longe.

SINTOMAS - COMO SABER SE ELA ESTÁ PERTO:

1. Sentir-se observada o tempo todo

2. Encontrar rosas pretas espalhadas

3. Pesadelos com ela

4. Ambiente frio do nada

5. Sussurros misteriosos

6. Hipervigilância - sempre em alerta

7. Não querer sair de casa quando fica sozinha

FRASE ICÔNICA (SUSSURRO MARCANTE):

Antes de desaparecer na névoa, Letícia sempre sussurra sua frase marcante:

> "Shhh... não tenha medo. Vai ser rápido como um sussurro."

Versão em inglês: "Shhh... don't be afraid. It will be fast as a whisper."

Essa frase é o que mais arrepia, porque ela fala baixinho, quase no seu ouvido, enquanto segura a rosa preta.

A INVOCAÇÃO (LENDA FICTÍCIA):

À meia-noite, em lugar silencioso, com vela preta e rosa preta. Ao chamar "Letícia The Killer" 3 vezes, a vela se apaga e uma névoa surge. Sua silhueta aparece e ela pergunta: "Você me chamou... agora o que você quer?"

AVISOS DA LENDA:

- Não pergunte sobre seu passado

- Não a insulte ou provoque

- Não tenha medo dela

Para encerrar: "Tchau Letícia The Killer, a invocação terminou. Até a próxima noite se a névoa permitir."

FRASE DE LEGADO:

"Born from the mist, Raised by roses, She watches, She waits."

#LeticiaTheKiller

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