"Daycare" | Creepypasta

[Music] part-1 I recently put my daughter in daycare I didn't want to do it but being that I'm a single parent I don't have much of a choice after dubious research I found a daycare center that seemed like a good fit it was run by a girl named Wendy and seemed fairly popular in the neighborhood as there were a number of kids there when I went to investigate one of the things I particularly liked about it was the fact that they had security cameras set up across the center so that parents can get access to them and check on their kids it quickly became an obsession of mine all the kids wore jackets that the daycare provided because the air conditioner has been on the fritz so it was quite cold there but it was easy to tell which little girl was mine I loved being able to watch my daughter play with the other kids as I worked and it gave me the peace of mind knowing that she was doing all right I couldn't keep my eyes glued to the screen the entire time but in passing I saw that she had made a friend she played with almost every day and even had a favorite toy it was a little medicine ball as she and her friend would toss back and forth they played with it every day after about a week things seemed to be going quite well a little girl had started really grasping potty training and was more well behaved than I'd ever known her to be needless to say I was impressed with the daycare that was when she started singing the song she hummed it at first and when I asked her what it was she told me it was a song they taught her at daycare eventually she learned all the words and began to sing we eat their teeth and eat their bounce and slit their throats inside their homes we sing the song and when we're done we'll go to hell have more fun she sing it all the time no matter how many times I had to ask her to stop it made my skin crawl why would they teach a song like that to children the next day with the song stuck in my head I resolved to call Wendy I wanted to tell her that I disapproved of that song and I didn't want that or anything else like it taught to my daughter if it continued I'll be forced to find a new daycare as I watched the children play on my computer screen my little girl playing with the ball like she always did I picked up my phone and called the daycare when Wendy answered I told her about my concern she was incredibly polite about it and said that one of the other children had been going around singing it she said she thought it was from a movie or something well she was working on putting a stop to it because the song was definitely not for children she said it disturbed her just as much as it did me I've been pacing around my office as I spoke to her and just as we were saying goodbye I looked back down at the screen and noticed something peculiar the Wendy on the screen was not on the phone but was helping a child with his juice box she said goodbye and hung up the phone and I watched the cameras not reciprocating her farewell but transfixed on the screen in front of me I stared at my daughter and her playing with her ball and tried to think of how many times I had seen her drop it as they tossed it back and forth I didn't think I'd seen that happen very much and the kid in the corner was always in the corner working on the same puzzle how long had he been working on that puzzle that's when I began to suspect that instead of watching a live feed I'd been watching a recording part two I took my daughter out of daycare immediately I couldn't allow her to keep going to that daycare until I found out what was going on and even then I still doubted I'd ever let her go back my boss being a single parent herself allowed me a week to work from home so I could watch my daughter and find another daycare center she wouldn't stop singing that song though every morning before I even went into a room to wake her up I could hear her singing it and at night after I put her to bed and I thought she was asleep I could hear that song coming from her room it played back over and over again in my dreams and in my head I found it hard to focus on my job and on the search for my new daycare center so when she finally stopped singing and it was finally out of my head my relief was immeasurable silence filled the house and for several minutes I couldn't imagine anything more peaceful It was as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders for the first time in days and I could finally suck in a full breath of air when the silence broke however my stomach knotted even tighter a ferrule terrified scream tore through the house like a freight train I'd never heard anything like it it was a growling screeching sound and immediately my mind left back into the verses of the song we eat their teeth we eat their bones I left from my desk and followed the noise instantly it stopped before I entered my daughter's room which is where I was led and in that split-second my heart also stopped the suddenness by which the sound ceased was almost as unsettling as the sound itself when I stepped in I didn't see anything at first not even my daughter then I found her crouching in the corner with her back to me she looked like she was busy with something I could hear a strange sound that even now I can't describe a rush toward her and picked her up my hands felt a sticky wetness on her clothes it was warm in thick reminded me of Cara syrup it turned her around and saw that what I was touching was the blood that covered the front of her shirt and I immediately panicked I didn't think of anything else other than to find out where she was bleeding I carried her to the bathroom and he ripped her shirt off and scrubbed quickly with a washcloth to find the cut I found a few scratches on her arms and scrubbed harder looking for the source of so much blood but I found nothing else in my panic to clean her up I hadn't noticed until that moment that she wasn't crying or even making a sound at all I looked up to her face and aside from the blood that was smeared across her chin she looked completely fine her jaw worked up and down chewing on something and with shaky fingers I fished it out of her mouth it looked like a thin piece of leather I threw it in the trash and wiped my fingers on my jeans and picked up my daughter to carry her to her bedroom to investigate the origin of the blood in the corner of her bedroom where I had originally seen her crouched was a dead bloody tangle of fur in tendons that I immediately recognized as the cat had adopted from the shelter only a year ago it was missing an ear I screamed at her I screamed out of fear into anger and panic and my daughter who just stood there next to me with blood drying on her hands arms and face all her blue eyes stared back at me like blank pools of water I put her in the bathtub while I cleaned up the mess in her bedroom I scrubbed with hydrogen peroxide and carpet detergent into my arms restore but by the end of it there was still a small brownish stain it would serve as a reminder of what had happened to my cat in the bathroom I heard the echoes of my daughter's voice as she sang the song again I didn't sleep much that night whenever I closed my eyes I saw the corpse of the cats lying in the corner my stomach knotted up even tighter when I did finally fall asleep it was only for a few hours I won't get three to the muffled voice of my daughter through the wall she was praying she said the following prayer three times without pause now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep and when I die before I wake I pray the Lord my soul to take well play and sing among the dead and he shall feed us blood and bread I'll do his work until sunrise and love him forever the Prince of all eyes [Music] when she was done she said amen and I heard her crawl back into bed I got in terminus sleep after that but not much just like the song that prayer was stuck in my head and it made me sick the next morning I found her sleeping deeply in bed covered in a pool of her own urine she hadn't with the bed at all since I started her in that daycare even before that I thought we had overcome that particular hurdle but when I stepped in a room that sickly sweet scent of urine and ammonia mixed with the rod stench of feces filled the room and made my eyes water I found that she not only wet the bed but it also had diarrhea as well i gags and picked her up and carried her half asleep still to the shower as I cleaned her and she became more conscious she looked at me with tired eyes she didn't look like she'd slept much at all when she spoke her voice was dry in hoarse but more sincere than anything she'd said over the past few days you're going to bird part 3 I asked around to see if I could find anyone whose kids went to that daycare it took a few days but I finally found a friend of a friend's cousin his son was enrolled I contacted him via Facebook and set up a meeting with him at his house I brought my daughter so she could play with his son while we talked in private he and his wife both worked full-time and she seemed shocked when I first suggested that's something the daycare was a Miss they said that their son Brian had never been better behaved and since he started going to that daycare he went to bed without being told cleaned up his toys and hadn't thrown a tantrum in the three weeks since he was first enrolled I asked if they regularly checked the cameras they admitted that although they did a few times they didn't really sign in to watch on a regular basis when I suggested the possibility of the cameras being pre-recorded they said they honestly hadn't noticed I told them about the strange song I'd heard my daughter sing in a strange way she'd been acting I didn't mention the cat however because I didn't want to be accused of being a negligent parent they said they'd heard Brian humming something but the words never came up as it gently I asked if they had a pet for a fraction of a second I thought I saw a flicker of concern in their eyes then Bryant's father spoke and said they didn't but I'd seen that look in their eyes and that spoke volumes more than anything else they had said when we were done I took my daughter and left that was last time I or anyone else spoke to either a bride's parents the following morning I saw on the news that both parents had been killed on their bed and their son was now missing when I put my daughter to bed the following evening I decided to try to talk to her about it i deliberated over my questions all day had finally decided on what specifically I wanted to ask her I've transcribed the questions and answers to the best of my ability below what sort of games did you play at the daycare with Miss Wendy we played imagination games who tell you the song that you sing miss teri who's miss teri I don't know is she friends with Miss Wendy no she plays the imagination games with us did she teach you to say that prayer at night what prayer the one I heard you saying the other night I repeated the prayer I don't know I just know it [Music] why did you kill Tony the name of the cat I had - why he wasn't going to let them in let who it I don't know I asked if anyone had abused her at all she didn't understand and I had to explain I won't go into detail here but when she understood my question she confirmed that she had not been abused whatsoever what did you mean when you said I was going to burn I don't know why did you say it she told me - who Miss Terry when did she tell you that just before I said it does she talk to you often sometimes is she talking to you now no why not she's waiting for you to leave those six words hung between us amidst the silence that was almost palatable her eyes drifted upward and fixed on a space behind me I turned slowly and saw nothing but an empty room I shook my head then kissed her on the cheek and clicked off the light but not before checking to make sure the window was locked I needed a drink and I needed to think something was going on but how could I draw the line in the sand between the supernatural if that's really what it was in the imagination of a child as I sat in the living room sipping at a glass of whiskey and contemplating these things I felt a chill in the air like the AC it kicked on except the house remained as silent as the grave that was when I saw her standing at the end of the hall I thought she must be sleepwalking given the circumstances I honestly half expected it i drained the glass savoring the spicy wooden flavor of the whiskey and it stood from my seat I called out to her but she didn't answer she simply stood there limply at the end of the hall I began to walk toward her and it was then that I saw the metallic glimmer in her hands she was holding a kitchen knife I hurried toward her now calling her name and trying to wake her up before she hurt herself when she looked up at me I froze her eyes were black her lips were pulled toss in a grin so wide that I could count her teeth if I had a mind to tears ran down her cheeks and splashed against the carpet I couldn't think of anything else to do so I began to recite the Lord's Prayer she didn't do anything I wasn't sure what I expected her to do perhaps I had seen too many movies or perhaps my hopes for salvation were too high but she did nothing but stand there listening to my recitation of the scripture eventually I fell silent when she took a step forward it was rigid like her limbs were wrapped in splits she was being controlled by a puppeteer I backed away slowly and pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed 9-1-1 the woman answered the line but I couldn't hear much more than static on the other end when she tried to speak I told her I needed help and then my daughter needed an ambulance but I wasn't sure she heard me because right afterward the phone ended the connection and the battery which had been at 50% only 20 minutes before was drained she continued to step forward and with each step she repeated her song we eat their teeth step we eat their bones step I rush toward my daughter then I lunge for the knife in her hand and it came up in an arc that glinted from the light behind me I felt the warm pain in my forearm as they cut through my skin but I snatched the blade it caught it just above the handle in the metal toward my palm as I wrenched it away from her I threw the knife behind me and her dick flatter to the floor I picked my little girl up in a bear hug and held her as she fought to scratch and bite at me when I felt the tugging against me my blood turned to ice I couldn't see anything but I felt something in the dark working against my embrace poling and my daughter's feet I pulled harder and screamed an exertion but one of my daughter's fingers on its way to the slit in my forearm and dug deeply into my flesh I dropped her from the pain and knew then that I made a dire error like a limp doll I saw my daughter pulled into the end of the dark hallway and disappear into the shadow I ran after her and clicked the light on in her bedroom to illuminate the rest of the hall from the ambience but the hallway was empty my daughter was gone the police came in shortly after and I told them that someone had taken her I didn't think they'd believe my story otherwise they launched a full investigation but I don't think they'll ever find her I went back to the daycare the next morning but the building were at once dropped my daughter off was nothing more than an empty warehouse with a pink notice of condemnation taped on the inside window the website I once logged on to to check the cameras no longer exists either not even in my internet history I still wake up at night it's usually around 3:00 in the morning and I can feel that same coolness that I felt that night she disappeared once I thought I could even hear a whisper come through the silence it wasn't her voice but I can make out three words pi i as i I don't know what language it is but it stuck with me ever since if anyone has any information on the whereabouts of my little girl please let me know her name is Dorothy she's three years old has blonde hair and blue eyes it was last seen wearing pink pajamas [Music] everyone I hope you enjoyed today's video if you want to see more let me know in the comments below and tell me what you thought of this narration make sure to follow me on Twitter for updates and if you'd like to get early videos shout outs high quality mp3 downloads of my narrations and much much more I'd appreciate it if you check out my patreon page it's a place where you can help support my channel while getting awesome rewards in the process and every pledge helps out a ton no matter the size so if you'd like to see all the rewards I offer and consider becoming a patron in mean a ton to me if you click the link in the description and just check it out and don't forget to show some love to the 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Keywords: creepypasta, audiobook, narration, scary story, spooky story, creepy story, creepypasta narration, nosleep, nosleep narration

Id: 0GAehYbzdAA

Length: 23min 17sec (1397 seconds)

Published: Thu Oct 19 2017